"But it was also that time that hurt the root, my mother never had a heart again, I was the only son under my father's knee."

"Now, my mother is forcing me to marry my cousin, and I am really in a dilemma."

"I can't convince my father and mother to accept Xiaoyu here, and over there, I am even more ashamed of Xiaoyu, so I can only hide at home."

"I really didn't know that my family even sent someone to Changping Village......"

"Hehe, that's a coincidence." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Your mother hanged herself in order to force you to get married. Xiaoyu also hanged herself because she was heartbroken, and this death is the same, haha......" she said again.

"What?"

Ning Su was stunned, and his eyes almost popped out.

"You said Xiaoyu she ......" He turned pale, covered his chest, and leaned down.

Then, a mouthful of blood spat out.

Yang Ruoqing was taken aback, is this sick? Or is it caused by a rush of fire?

"Eh, don't worry, I'm not done yet!" She said quickly.

"Fortunately, I found it in time, otherwise Xiaoyu would have died this time." She said.

Ning Su breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

He lifted his sleeve to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, his features, twisted together from pain and guilt.

"I can't live with my mother, and I can't live with Xiaoyu, I, I'm just a sinner, damn it, it's my ......"

He raised his hand and stabbed himself in the chest a few more times.

The fist smashed into the flesh, making a thumping sound, this is a real smash, and I didn't spare any strength.

"Brother Ning, these things that have happened, I can't say anything now, it's useless to say it, because the damage has already been done."

Yang Ruoqing interrupted Ning Su's words and said directly.

"As for you, don't hurt yourself, because even if you poke a hole in your chest, the problem won't be solved!" She said again.

Ning Su slowly raised his eyes and looked at Yang Ruoqing, his eyes were silent.

"If there is a way, I will not be like this......" he said in a dumb voice, a look of frustration and frustration.

Seeing him like this, Yang Ruoqing was pitiful and angry with him.

Gritting her teeth, she came to Ning Su's side.

"I'll just ask you, do you want to marry Xiaoyu as your wife?" She asked.

Ning Su smiled bitterly: "I also dreamed of marrying her." ”

Yang Ruoqing snapped her fingers, "I have a good way here, maybe I can help you get out of this dead end, do you dare to gamble?" ”

Ning Su raised his head, a glimmer of light flashed under his eyes, "I do!" ”

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, then from now on, you have to do it according to my method......"

……

At dawn, Yang Ruoqing was still sleeping, and Xiaoyu, who was lying on the inside of the bed, sat up suddenly.

Yang Ruoqing also quickly opened her eyes and sat up.

"What's wrong? Is it a nightmare? She asked.

Xiaoyu turned her head and gasped, looking frightened.

"Qing'er, I had a strange dream, I dreamed of Brother Ning, he died!" Xiaoyu said in a trembling voice.

"Huh?"

Yang Ruoqing was also shocked and fell asleep for seven points.

"Dreaming and reality are the opposite, you are thinking about it day and night, you don't have to take it seriously." She hurried to appease Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu sat there, still looking panicked.

"But, but that dream is really real, Qing'er, I want to get up, I want to find Brother Ning!"

Xiaoyu said, uncover the quilt and get up.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the sky outside and said, "Okay, let's get up and get dressed, go downstairs to eat first, and then let Tang Yanzi go to Ning's house to inquire about the situation first, and find an opportunity to call Brother Ning out for you to meet." ”

……

The two of them went downstairs to the hall to eat breakfast, and after only two bites of a bowl of porridge, they heard the diners on the side talking about something.

"You know what? Something big happened to the Ning family! ”

"Ha, who doesn't know, the son of the Ning family wants to marry the young lady of the Han family, everyone knows it."

"No, no, it's that Ning Gongzi, I heard that he died last night!"

"Huh?"

"Won't it?"

"He's going to be the groom's official tomorrow, is this news accurate?"

"Yes, if you spread this kind of rumor, the Ning family will arrest you and put you in prison."

"It's true, I just came from the Ning family, and the red lanterns at the gate of the Ning Mansion have been put down, and I am hanging white flags on them......

"Smack!"

Xiaoyu's chopsticks fell to the ground, her face was pale and panicked, and she ran to the door of the restaurant.

"Quick, catch up!"

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang hurriedly chased after them, and caught Xiaoyu on the street at the entrance of the restaurant.

Because Xiaoyu ran too fast and fell on the side of the road.

"No, no, I don't believe it, Brother Ning won't die......"

Xiaoyu's tears were like beads with broken threads, struggling to get up and go forward.

was dragged by Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er, don't drag me, I'm going to see Brother Ning, if I don't see it with my own eyes, I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

Xiaoyu struggled, cried, and shouted.

It attracted many onlookers on the side of the road.

Yang Ruoqing hugged Xiaoyu, and tears came down.

"Okay, I'll accompany you to see what is going on, Koning Mansion is a long distance away from here, let's wait a minute, wait for Tang Lingzi to catch the carriage to take us there, okay?" She coaxed.

Soon, Luo Fengtang drove the carriage over.

He also had a solemn face and anxious eyes.

"Get in the car!" He said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, helped Xiaoyu, and the two of them got into the carriage.

Luo Fengtang waved his horsewhip, and the carriage galloped away on the bustling street.

In the carriage, Xiaoyu held Yang Ruoqing's hand tightly: "I knew that the dream in the morning was unlucky, Brother Ning, Brother Ning ......"

Yang Ruoqing held Xiaoyu's hand and pursed her lips.

At this time, any words of comfort are very pale, and you can only accompany Xiaoyu silently.

When the carriage stopped, Yang Ruoqing thought it was in front of the gate of Ning's house, and opened the curtain of the carriage to see that it had not arrived.

"What's going on?" She asked.

Luo Fengtang shook his head, "I don't know, you guys are waiting in the car, I'll go see what's going on." ”

With that, he jumped out of the carriage and went to the front.

In the carriage, Yang Ruoqing comforted Xiaoyu: "This street is the street in front of Ningfu, and it will be there soon." ”

Xiaoyu nodded, looking absent-minded, why? Because of this way, her soul seemed to float away, and the whole person was immersed in her own sad world.

Soon, Luo Fengtang returned.

"Ningfu ......" As soon as he said these two words, he glanced at Xiaoyu and stopped.

His eyes turned to Yang Ruoqing, and he said in a low voice: "If there is really a funeral, the road in front is blocked, and all vehicles and pedestrians will detour." ”

"Hiss......"

Yang Ruoqing gasped and subconsciously looked at Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu held the inside of the carriage with one hand and pricked up her ears to listen to them.

At this time, the body couldn't help but tremble.

The fingers holding the inner wall of the carriage were even more pale.