The air was quiet for a moment, and the two were stunned for half a second.

The cool breeze blew, and the chill made her wake up at dusk, and then hurriedly helped Xiang Yingyun into the wing.

It's the first time they've encountered anything like this.

The two who didn't understand it at all had to work together.

Shen Qingshu stayed in the room to guard Xiang Yingyun, Nan Fengling ran out to find the doctor, called Wen Po, and told Ye Yilan, who was waiting in front of the mansion, by the way.

The winter night was very dark, and Nanfeng Ling walked forward with a lantern, not daring to stop a single step.

Running in such a highly tense situation, a fine sweat soaked all the clothes of Nanfeng Ling.

It's like Xiang Yingyun, who is lying in the wing room now, screaming loudly in abdominal pain, and getting his clothes and hair wet with sweat.

A baby's cry broke the silence of the night with the sound of fire, trees, and silver flowers.

Hearing this cry, Nan Fengling's anxiously clenched hands finally relaxed.

She breathed a sigh of relief and was about to enter the room with Shen Qingshu to look at Yingyun.

The mother who delivered the baby ran out of the room at this moment and shouted: "Oh no, the little lady has a blood collapse after giving birth." ”

Like a thunderbolt shouting on a sunny day, Nanfeng Ling's brain exploded.

Shen Qingshu threw her down and went straight to the wing, leaving her standing in place with her mind blank.

Nan Fengling suddenly couldn't hear anything, she couldn't hear anyone talking, she couldn't hear the baby's cry, and she couldn't hear the coaxing of the heavenly fire tree and silver flowers.

At this time, it was midnight, and all kinds of fire trees and silver flowers were competing on the pitch-black sky.

Nan Fengling stumbled into the room, and Shen Qingshu knelt beside the bed and cried into tears.

She is now seriously ill, and her greatest fear is to face life and death.

But now she is not only facing death, but also on the Chinese New Year's Eve of happy reunion.

"Shadow Cloud." Nanfeng Ling paced to the side of the bed and whispered.

Xiang Yingyun slowly opened his eyes, and the little face that had been tormented by pain and turned pale with a chuckle.

"Am I looking uglier now?"

Nan Fengling shook his head suddenly, "It's not ugly, it's good-looking, it's always been so good-looking." ”

"Where's the kid?"

"It seems that I will take it to Ye Yilan, I will carry it in." Nanfeng Ling was about to leave.

Xiang Yingyun shouted to her, "No need. ”

"Why?"

"I'm dying, I'm afraid to see her, I'll be reluctant."

"Shadow Cloud ......"

"It's good to see you one last time." Xiang Yingyun stubbornly raised his hand and wiped the tears from the corners of Shen Qingshu's eyes.

Shen Qingshu cried even more fiercely.

Xiang Yingyun's indifferent attitude towards things made Nan Fengling feel more and more wrong.

"Shadow Cloud, tell me, did you expect this to happen? Or did the doctor tell you a long time ago? ”

"Sure enough, it's Ling'er, nothing can fill you."

"Why? If you don't have this child, can't you wait for the next child? ”

"The fire left me with a hidden illness, and if I didn't want this baby, I would never have been able to conceive. And the child is innocent, and I can't bear to hurt her. ”

"Does Mo Chun know?"

"I don't know."

"Ye Yilan must know." Nanfeng Ling gave the answer with certainty.

"Ling'er, you can take a look at her for me in the future, and look at my child." Xiang Yingyun took his last breath and closed his eyes forever.

"Don't." Nan Fengling knelt in front of the bed and cried, "You haven't named your little cloud yet, you haven't seen her yet, you can't just sleep like this." ”

But no matter how much Nan Fengling cried, he couldn't hear any response anymore.

The noise in the sky had stopped, and Nanfeng Ling wiped a handful of tears and stood up from the ground.

"Ling'er, where are you going?"

"Find someone to settle accounts." Nan Fengling replied and ran out of the chamber angrily.

Shen Qingshu was worried that she would make a big deal out of it, so she hurriedly followed.

Nan Fengling ran to the side compartment where Ye Yilan was waiting, and she was holding a crying baby in her arms.

"Ye Yilan!" Nan Fengling roared, rudely pushed open the door, and rushed directly in front of Ye Yilan.

Facing Nan Fengling's shouting, Ye Yilan calmly put the baby in his hand into the arms of the maid behind him and ordered her to retreat first.

Seeing the maid walking past with the baby in her arms, Nan Fengling wanted to reach out and grab it.

But after some thought, she gave up.

Because Nan Fengling was more afraid of accidentally injuring her in the dispute.

"Ye Yilan, it was you who killed Yingyun, you murderer." Nan Fengling held back her tears and pulled Ye Yila's clothes fiercely.

Ye Yilan forcibly broke her hand and pushed her away, "Ling'er, before the matter is clear, please pay attention to your words." ”

"Yingyun suffered a postpartum blood collapse, you dare to say this, you didn't know about it before?!"

"I know, but this is her choice, I didn't force her, and she begged me to take care of the child for her."

"No wonder you're so nice to her, it's because there's an agreement between you for a long time."

"I'm good to her, it's all because she is pregnant with Mo Chun's child in her womb, not because of this agreement."

"If Mo Chun knew about this, he would definitely divorce you."

Ye Yilan sneered when she heard this, "If you want the child to be taken care of by his mother since he was a child, then you can just tell Mo Chun." And do you know what the consequences of resisting the decree and divorce your wife will be? Mo Chun will be imprisoned for bullying the king. At that time, the child born to Xiang Yingyun had no father or mother. ”

"I can raise Xiaoxiaoyun, I will never tolerate you harming Yingyun like this, and live a good life in the future."

Even if he was coerced by Ye Yilan, Nanfeng Ling had no intention of compromising.

She staggered back a few steps and was about to turn away.

Ye Yilan knelt down, "Ling'er, I, Ye Yilan, beg you here today, please give me a way to live, I can't do without Mo Chun." ”

"Have you ever thought about giving Shadow Cloud a way to live?" Nanfeng Ling turned around and yelled.

Shen Qingshu, who was standing outside the door, trembled.

I persuaded her, and she never listened to me. You're friends with her, and you should know her personality best. ”

Nanfeng Ling has always eaten soft rather than hard.

Ye Yilan whispered to her that Nan Fengling had lost his decision for a while.

Hesitating, she didn't go, she didn't stay, and finally she was able to squat on the ground, crying.

"She has always been stubborn, but she didn't expect to be so stubborn that she didn't even want her life."

There was crying in the room.

Nan Fengling finally chose to hide the matter.

She couldn't let Xiao Xiaoyun have no father since she was a child, and she also accepted Ye Yilan as Xiao Xiaoyun's mother.

In addition to being willful, Ye Yilan is more than enough to teach Xiao Xiaoyun that things are right and wrong, and she is worthy of being Xiao Xiaoyun's mother.

Mo Chun got his daughter, but lost his beloved forever.

They finally got together, and they thought they could stay together for a long time, but they didn't expect to see each other for the last time.

Nanfeng Ling couldn't forget Mo Chun's appearance when he hugged Xiang Yingyun's cold body.

At that time, the sky was gray, and the dignified seven-foot man was squatting in front of the gate of the General's Mansion, crying like a child who had lost a sugar gourd.

The important people are gone, and the lives of the living go on.

But after Nanfeng Ling left Xiang Yingyun, he seemed to have encountered an insurmountable hurdle, and he no longer wanted to speak, and locked himself in his room all day.