The tree felling craftsman was so frightened by him that he didn't know how to answer, and his eyes looked in the direction of Madame Yun.

Yan Rui shook him off, staring at Mrs. Yun with red eyes as if he was going to eat someone.

Mrs. Yun panicked when she was staring at her, the handkerchief in her hand was squeezed tighter by her, and she turned her head to look at Mrs. Yan, signaling her to take care of her son.

"Young Master Yan, this matter is indeed something I didn't do properly, I thought that the young lady agreed, and Young Master Yan would know later, and he shouldn't have an opinion, so he let people do it first."

Seeing that Old Madam Yan didn't speak, Mrs. Yun forced a laugh.

Did she agree?

Yan Rui looked at the closed door, and said in her heart, how could she agree, she knew what this tree represented.

"I don't agree, no one should think of cutting down this tree." Yan Rui said that he was going to drive Mrs. Yun and the others outside.

"Young Master Yan has to think clearly, today's felling of the laurel tree, Mrs. Yan and the young lady have agreed, our Yun family will not take it in vain, as long as Young Master Yan nods, not only can you get a large amount of money, but also the last order can be postponed until when it will be completed."

Mrs. Yun stood up from the stone bench, a smug smile on the corner of her mouth, and looked at Yan Ruidao.

"This tree is in my yard, and it's useless if I don't agree with anyone! As for the last order with the Yun family, I don't have to worry about Mrs. Yun, when it should be delivered, I will discuss it with the head of the Yun family. Yan Rui said word by word, completely ignoring Mrs. Yun's increasingly blue face.

He was anxious to see what the people in the room were like. Want to ask why she agreed to cut down trees? I want to ask her what she thinks these days? As for Madam Yun's thoughts, it had nothing to do with him.

Seeing that he was about to drive himself and the others out of the courtyard, Mrs. Yun hurriedly said, "Young Master Yan, are you even ignoring the survival of Nan Xiangzhai for the sake of a tree?" Besides, this tree has become like this, and it is a question of whether it can survive or not, and it is not a matter of cutting it down once and for all. ”

Yan Rui was told by her like this, the anger in his chest deepened, he looked at the more than two inches deep hole on the trunk of the tree, and his heart throbbed, if the tree died, what kind of impact would it have on the talk, he didn't dare to think about it.

Yan's mother watched from the sidelines, without saying a word, knowing her son's temperament, and ten cows couldn't pull back the things she decided.

"What will happen to Nanxiangzhai is not up to the Yun family to decide, Mrs. Yun, please go back! I will let this tree live well, let it be fragrant every year, so that Mrs. Yun doesn't have to bother. ”

After Yan Rui finished speaking, he nodded to his mother, and regardless of Mrs. Yu, who was stunned in place, he strode towards the room.

Walking to the door, he hesitated and stood there, the two of them had not spoken for two days, what should he say, how should he ask?

Just when he hesitated, Wan Qing choked and opened the door, and as soon as he saw Yan Rui, he hurriedly said, "Young Master, Young Madam is dying, you can go in and have a look." ”

What the!?

How could it be that it was okay in the morning? How could it be!

How does this make him believe?

He only hoped that he had heard it wrong, and he felt that his mind was blank at the moment, and he subconsciously walked away from the Qing Dynasty and walked into the room, he didn't know how he took steps.

Yan Rui entered the bedroom where he had not been here for two days, and saw the person he held in the palm of his hand, lying on the bed and trembling, and there were large blood stains on the apricot-colored futon.

Yan Rui carefully held the person in his arms, and found that his hands were shaking even more than her, and he took his sleeve and wiped the blood on her mouth over and over again.

"How so? How so? He didn't dare to make a big move, for fear of hurting her.

When she saw the person who had been reading for a long time coming, she pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled with some effort, just thinking that this would make him see her good-looking appearance, but she didn't know how her blood-pale face could look good when she smiled.

"You're here......"

She reached out to touch his cheek to see if she was mistaken.

"Here, I'm here, stop talking, the doctor will be almost there, and it will be fine."

Yan Rui grabbed her hand and put it on her face, making her feel her temperature and reassuring her.

Her hands were cold, and he was careful to breathe hot, trying to warm her hands back.

"It's good if you come back...... I don't want to go, what I love is you, Hua Rui is dead, Yao Shuyan, who likes him, is also dead, cough cough ....... ”

She raised her head slightly to look at his face and said, only a few words actually caused a mouthful of blood to cough up.

"Don't say it, I know it, I know it, I shouldn't believe you, I shouldn't say those things, I shouldn't ignore you." Yan Rui said with red eyes and sobbing.

He had never felt such heartache in all these years, as if someone had forcibly poached something from his heart with a knife.

A smile appeared in the corners of Li Tianyan's eyes, what she wanted to say, if she didn't say it, how could she let him live well, "Yao Shuyan likes Lin Huarui, and I love you, no one else, choose you, I choose your ......"

"It was you who blocked the knife for your words, you were the one who gave me the osmanthus hairpin, and you were the one who accompanied me to Wuyun Mountain, there is no one else, you are the only one in this life!"

As he spoke, tears in his eyes slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the blood-stained bedding.

"What I know, I was wrong, I shouldn't have cared about it, I shouldn't have thought about it." The red eyes, the tears that flowed and Li poured down together.

"This tree is cut down, I'm going to die, but I regret it now, how can I be so selfish and leave you, I regret it!" She knew that the tree felling had stopped, but those few blows were afraid that they would also kill herself, and the doctor would not be able to cure her.

"Don't say it, no one is cutting down trees, believe me, trees won't die, you'll be fine, you'll be fine."

After she finished speaking, she felt tired, very tired, and her originally open eyes were a little half-squinted now.

Mo Daochang, who was far away in Qingfeng Temple, pinched his fingers and counted, and after a while, he put down his hand, as if the result was not very good, and hurriedly went down the mountain with a frown.

Yan's mother and Mrs. Yun heard clearly outside just now, Yan's mother almost fainted, called someone to call the doctor, and went into the house, and heard the conversation between her son and daughter-in-law outside, how could this be a dead person?

Seeing that the Yan family was so busy now, Mrs. Yun couldn't take the opportunity to cut down trees, so she left with someone.

Sanleng also heard clearly outside the door, how could this be, how to make this tree well.

He scooped up water and poured the dead osmanthus tree, and put the broken osmanthus trees on the ground into the mouth of the trunk, hoping that they would grow well.

Why didn't he muster up the courage to stop people just now, why did he just hide outside the courtyard and watch, he hated himself for not being decisive.

"It's useless for you to do this, you can't go back for long."

Hearing this, Sanleng's hand holding the wooden block paused, and looked up at the place where the sound came from.

Please look at the road more than ten miles away from here, but now Mo Daochang is standing fluttering in this Zhegui courtyard.

"Who are you?" Sanleng didn't know Mo Daochang, but at a glance, he felt that he was a fairy wind and a master, and he might be able to save his wife.

"I know you want to save the people in the house, you want to bring this tree back to life, don't you?" Mo Daochang touched his beard and smiled.

There are only two of them in this courtyard now, Yan's mother is still in the room with someone, and the person who sent to call the doctor has not returned.

"That's right, is there a way for the Immortal Chief to save her?" Sanleng called him the immortal chief.

"Yes, but you need something like yours, would you like to come with me?"

"As long as I can save her, it doesn't matter if the Immortal Chief takes my life." Sanleng took a deep look at the osmanthus tree and the room he had never stepped into, and followed Mo Daochang.

He doesn't know what to give and where to go, but whether it is to repay the favor or his own love, he is willing to follow.