"Ahh

Jiang Yucheng's eyes widened, watching his body being pulled by Yan Lin and falling off the cliff.

How could he?!

You know, he won't survive this way!

But Yan Lin would have died if he didn't do this, it was better than him dying alone, and he finally solved Jiang Yucheng, and he did one thing for his eldest brother.

As his body continued to fall, Yan Lin looked at the starry sky, felt the whistling wind ringing in his ears, thought about Jiang Yue, thought about Yan Rui or his father and mother, and thought back to the bits and pieces of his life.

Jiang Yucheng's shouts attracted Lin Zhao nearby, and when he ran over, he saw the figures of the two falling down.

Yan Lin thought that he would die immediately if he fell, but he didn't expect that he would wake up, his whole body was in pain, his eyes were blurred, and blood was constantly gushing out of his mouth.

By the moonlight, he saw Jiang Yucheng fall not far away, without movement, and took a closer look at his head on a stone, so he would definitely die.

He fell from the branch, and with a slight movement, he fell from the tree and fell heavily to the ground.

Yan Lin inhaled directly, and a large amount of blood flowed out of the wound on his abdomen again, it hurt, not only the injured place, but also the whole body that was not painful.

As he came down from the tree, the faster the blood on his body drained, he looked up at the cliff that he didn't know how many zhang, maybe the night was too thick, and he couldn't see the top at a glance, and he couldn't hold out until Lin Zhao and they came.

Yan Lin propped himself up, pulled out the white lining inside, and trembled and wrote on it stained with the blood on his body.

He misses Jiang Yue, thinks about her gentleness and innocence, and thinks about her deep love for him, but he is going to let her down, he can't marry her, he can't rush back on the ninth day of the fifth month, and he can't live with her for the rest of his life.

Thinking about Jiang Yue, he slowly closed his eyes, and the tears that flowed out were already wetting the ground below.

At this moment, Jiang Yue, who had been resting far away in Chun'an County, suddenly felt a cramping pain in her heart, got up from the bed, covered her chest and gasped.

She only felt that she had lost the most important thing at this moment, and immediately got out of bed and ran out.

"Miss, why do you get up?" Yan'er shouted behind her, busy catching up.

Jiang Yue stopped in front of the door of a room, which was the room where Yan Lin lived, and Jiang Yue slowly lowered the hand covering her chest when she arrived here.

"Miss, Yan Gongzi hasn't come back yet, but it's estimated that it's going soon." Yan'er said in the back.

"I know, just a little uneasy... Don't know why... The heart is empty. Jiang Yue turned her back against the door, frowning and looking at the bright moon in the sky worriedly, when will you come back?

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Inside the Baixiang Inn.

Yan Rui listened to Lin Zhao talk about the events of that day.

“…… By the time I ran over, the young master had already dragged Jiang Yucheng down with him, if I had followed the young master at that time, this would not have happened......" Lin Zhao said complainingly.

"Jiang Yucheng is really harmful, and even if he dies, he has to take his life." Yan Rui looked down at Yan Lin who was lying on the bed.

"Young Master, we put Jiang Yucheng's body in the next room, I really want to crush his bones and scatter ashes." Lin Zhao said hatefully.

He didn't want to look at Jiang Yucheng's corpse, and sneered: "It's hard to solve the hatred in my heart if I break my bones and scatter ashes, take it back and put it at the door of Jiang's house to whip the corpse." ”

Li Tianyan's heart trembled, and the coldness and hatred in his heart were all released at this moment.

She held his hand tightly and used her cold hand to calm him down, don't keep tense and don't hurt herself too much.

"Go back, Brother Lin definitely wants to go home as soon as possible." She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for him with one hand, and felt like she was going to cry again.

Yan Rui took her hand and said, "Go home, Lin Zhao will buy the best coffin, and he wants to find the best." ”

Lin Zhao nodded and took the silver ticket he handed over, and asked again, "Young Master, how did you get Jiang Yucheng's corpse?" ”

"Of course, his surname is Jiang, and he will take it back and let the Jiang family buy the coffin by themselves, and just find a cart to pull it back, and don't get your hands dirty." The hatred in Yan Rui's eyes was like two knives, and Lin Zhao was also a little afraid when he saw it.

Yan Rui sneered after speaking.

At this point, he was too sad and useless, and when he went back, he still had to think about how to tell Jiang Yue and how to tell his mother.

He didn't know that Lin Zhao had already sent someone back to tell Jiang Yue the news, the young master was dead, and as the young master's quasi-wife, he should have known earlier.

It's just that he is busy now, and he forgot to tell Yan Rui.

Ten days later, Yan Rui and his party arrived in Qiantang, Hangzhou, carrying a coffin behind them and a rotten corpse on a tattered cart.

Pedestrians avoided this and retreated.

Chun'an County, in Yan Lin's house, Jiang Yue sat by the fish pond uneasily, since that night, her heart has been empty, and the whole person has lost its luster.

Yan'er was thinking about how to persuade her own young lady, when she heard someone outside: Xiao Zhao from the young master's side is back.

As soon as Jiang Yue heard the news, she immediately came to her senses, and rushed to the front yard with her skirt, and Yan'er hurriedly followed: "Miss, slow down." ”

Jiang Yue didn't see her sweetheart when she arrived in the front yard, but Xiao Zhao came back alone.

"Miss Jiang, young master, he didn't come back." Xiao Zhao said respectfully.

"What about others? Why are you the only one who came back, but what's the matter? Jiang Yue asked while steady.

Xiao Zhao said a little unbearably: "Young Master, he has passed away!" Miss Jiang, don't think about it, the young master doesn't want to see you......"

"What did you say?!" Jiang Yue only thought that she had misheard: "How could he die, we are going to get married." ”

"Miss Jiang, you heard it right, young master, he fell off the cliff, and when we went down to find him, he was already out of breath." Xiao Zhao said again.

Jiang Yue only felt that the world was spinning at this moment, and she couldn't stand steadily, covering her chest, she couldn't do without Yan Lin, she couldn't.

"Miss, miss." Yan'er held Jiang Yue who fainted, she couldn't accept Yan Gongzi going, if Yan Gongzi was gone, then what should her young lady do.

Jiang Yue only fainted temporarily, and woke up immediately, she looked at Yan'er and said, "I heard it wrong just now, he was lying to me, right?" ”

"Miss, the slave also hopes that she heard it wrong."

Jiang Yue's eyes turned red: "It must be Yan Lin who wants to scare me, so he called someone to tell me such news, how can he joke with his life and death." ”

"We're all going to get married, how could we not come back, he will definitely come back on the ninth day of the new year, he will."

Jiang Yue looked at Xiao Zhao, hoping that what he said was the same as he guessed, but he didn't know that the tears in his eyes had filled his entire face.

"Miss Jiang, the little one didn't lie to you, the young master's body will come back in a few days." Xiao Zhao replied truthfully, when the young master's body came back, he couldn't deceive himself.

"Impossible, impossible, how could Yan Lin die, you are lying to me, you go out." Jiang Yue couldn't accept this fact, she shouted.

"Miss." Yan'er held Jiang Yue, who was about to fall to the ground.

"I said I was going to come back and marry me, I said it was good, how can you... Leave me behind... Walk alone. ”

"I can't let you out that day, even if you think I'm unreasonable and ignorant, even if you don't want to marry me, I should keep you."

She fell to the ground and cried in grief, clenching the hem of her chest tightly.