Out of Xiu hugged Yun Ci's tablet and cried for a long time, tearing her heart and lungs without scruples, and the bamboo shadow and Yueyun outside the door have not been disturbed.

It wasn't until the candle flame burned out that the ancestral hall suddenly fell into darkness, and Izuku gradually stopped crying.

In the endless gloom, there were faint bursts of snorts, but this time it was not the sound of the flute, as if it was the cold souls of the ancestors of the Yun family, who were secretly watching this lingering love story, as well as the grief-stricken woman in front of her.

Suddenly, a burst of light came from behind him, and when the orange light suddenly turned on, there was an indescribable warmth, which could make Xiu's cold soul gradually warm up. She wiped away her tears and turned to look, only to see Mrs. Tai standing with a cane and a cloak, and Chi's mother beside her holding a candle, and the two slowly walked to the door of the ancestral hall.

"Mother." The tears that had been stopped by Izumi began to surge out again after seeing Mrs. Tai's figure. She wanted to take out the tablet that had been broken into two in her arms, but her hands were trembling and unstable, so she could only hold her arms tightly, and tighten them tighter, lest the tablet in her arms fall again.

"Tossing back and forth in the middle of the night, aren't you tired?" Mrs. Tai's tone was cold and calm, with a hint of rebuke, and a faint sense of distress.

Izumi lowered her eyes and shook her head, not knowing how to reply.

"Out of Xiu, am I too accustomed to you on weekdays, and you have done such things that disturb the ancestors and ancestors?" Mrs. Tai poked her crutches heavily into the ground, and immediately in the quiet ancestral hall, there was a wide echo, and it slammed into her heart.

Izuku was trembling all over, and the pain in her heart was so great that she opened her mouth, but she still couldn't say a word. The red lips trembled slightly, the long eyelashes were full of tears, and the body kneeling on the futon was already shaky.

Mrs. Tai slowly raised her eyes at the door of the ancestral hall, and looked at all the tablets by the faint candlelight, and finally settled on the broken tablets in Xiu's arms.

"Ci'er suffered so much for you, and did not hesitate to sacrifice his life, but you let him not rest in peace after death!" Mrs. Tai spoke sharply, and walked calmly towards the ancestral hall with her crutches. Chi's mother followed with a candlestick in hand.

Mrs. Tai rarely uses this crutch on weekdays, and only when she is not in good spirits and has to be strong, she will supplement it with this thing. And everything that happened in the quiet garden in the past few days naturally couldn't hide from her eyes, and it made it even more difficult for her to sleep. Mrs. Tai found that she was unconsciously worried about Xiu's emotional path, and she also thought that it was time to make a move.

Walking in front of Izuxiu, Mrs. Tai looked down at her condescendingly, as if God was taking pity on the suffering of the world, and sighed slowly: "King Cheng was rejected, and he has repeatedly ...... Shen Yu to you I'll just ask you, have you decided to keep your words for the rest of your life? ”

This time, Izuku was finally able to speak, and while nodding deeply, she also replied in a choked voice: "Yes." ”

"And what about this tablet? And if you want to guard him, you can't even protect his tablet? Mrs. Tai deliberately raised her voice and questioned.

Out of Xiu was speechless, only to hold the tablet in his arms and kowtow heavily to apologize.

The corners of Mrs. Tai's eyes were also a little sparkling with tears, she sighed slowly, and said, "In that case, you can give Shen Yuxiu a letter now and tell him your decision." ”

After finishing speaking, she looked down at Chuxiu again: "Long pain is better than short pain, you let him die completely." ”

In fact, more than seven months have passed since Shen Yu went to Beixuan to reorganize the army. And in the past seven months, he has never sent a word back. Izuku can understand his intentions, after all, Beixuan has just been annexed, and he has a heavy responsibility to hold the military power of Beixuan, so there is naturally no shortage of enemies around him, waiting to take advantage of his shortcomings in secret.

The more at this time, the more cautious Shen Yu became, and he couldn't express anything to her, otherwise not only would he fall into the trap of the enemy, but also the reputation of Yunfu and her reputation as the wife of Izuxiu.

Therefore, Izuku only sent someone to secretly pay attention to Shen Yu's movements, knowing that everything was going well, he was quite popular in the army, and his health was also healthy, so it was enough.

She knew that Shen Yu must be the same, silently fermenting her thoughts alone in the north. No matter how difficult and dangerous the ends of the earth are, everything between them no longer needs to say a word.

Now, Mrs. Tai actually asked her to take the initiative to repair the book to him and tell him this ruthless truth! Izuku could almost imagine how angry, sad, and desperate Shen Yu would be when he saw this letter......

It had been two years since their three-year covenant, and she had repented at this moment, broken her promise, and could not do what she had promised him.

Izuku bit her lower lip and struggled for a long time, trying to delay the occurrence of some things: "He shouldn't be distracted in Beixuan, can he wait for him to ...... when he comes back?"

"Wait for him to come back? Then don't you want to delay him any longer? Mrs. Tai said coldly: "You let him die earlier, maybe he will meet a more suitable woman in Beixuan, and he will be able to spread out as soon as possible." ”

More suitable women...... yes! She was too selfish to take this into account. Shen Yu is twenty-seven this year, but the Shen family still has no successor. Only then did Izuku nod slowly: "It's that I'm not worthy of him." ”

A sneer came, with a hint of sneer: "You don't deserve to resign...... But he likes you. Mrs. Tai turned to look at Chi's mother, and said in a deep voice: "Go and prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and light a few more candles, my daughter-in-law will solemnly vow to keep the festival for the rest of her life in front of the ancestors and ancestors of the Yun family." ”

Chi's mother didn't dare to say much when she heard this, so she took the order in a low voice. A moment later, she hurried in with a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and the bamboo shadow and Yueyun behind her each held two candlesticks, following closely behind.

The ancestral hall was instantly illuminated by candles, which made those tablets look solemn and majestic. Chi's mother put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the tray on the ground, lined up in front of Chuxiu, and then left silently.

Bamboo Shadow and Yueyun also placed four candlesticks in the four corners of the ancestral hall. The two of them should have been instructed by Chi's mother, put down the candlestick and retreated.

The ancestral hall suddenly became a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and Mrs. Tai picked up a candlestick near it and looked at Chu Xiu with pity, who kept kneeling on the ground, as if she was repenting and atoning for her sins, and as if she was physically and mentally exhausted.

"Write it." Mrs. Tai propped her cane to the side, and raised the candlestick with both hands: "I will personally hold the lamp for you, you can write it now, write it in front of your speech!" ”

Out of Xiu lowered his eyes and looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of him, but he couldn't let go of the two tablets in his arms. I still remember that nine years ago, someone also gave her a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstones—Langhaohu pen, pine smoke emblem ink, sandalwood paper, Zijin inkstone, and the peony carved outside the exquisite brocade box.

And the four treasures of the study that she has always treasured are the love that Yun Ci gave her at the beginning. Once the sea is difficult to water, and has experienced a vast and deep love, who else can match it? The memories of the past with Yun Ci, bit by bit, are enough to warm the rest of her life and let her remember it forever.

And Shen Yu, she should have set him free a long time ago!

Thinking of this, Izuku was finally able to put down the tablet in his arms, and quickly dipped the pen in ink-

"Wei Yuanhou saw the words as well:"

After writing these seven words, Chuxiu's mind was already blank, and tears filled her eyes again, blurring the snow-white paper in front of her. One drop, two drops, a little bit of wetness finally soaked the back of the paper, and the three words "Weiyuan Hou" were mixed into a ball of ink, and it was difficult for Xiu to put pen to paper.

Yes, her hands were trembling, her heart was trembling, her tears were pouring out of her eyes unscrupulously, and the blood on her body seemed to freeze at this moment! She can't write it!

The soft sound of "pop" was very clear in the quiet ancestral hall, but this time, it was not the tears of Izumi falling, but the ink on the tip of the pen. It is as dark as night, as dark as people's hearts, so ruthless and cruel, a thousand words, speechless and choked.

And Mrs. Tai has been holding the candlestick calmly, watching all this with cold eyes. She is no longer sarcastic, nor urging, like a god overlooking the world, she has seen the heart of Xiu thoroughly.

In the end, she finally admitted defeat, she clenched the pen in her hand, and said intermittently, breaking through the night: "I can't write...... I can't write ......"

"Can't write it? What is the meaning? Mrs. Tai asked in a quiet voice, but she didn't need any answer.

At this moment, no one is more tormented than Izumi's heart. In front of me is a broken tablet, which is being split in two from the word "cloud" and cut into two sections. And she, as Yun Ci's wife, couldn't be ruthless and ruthless to another man in the face of his tablet!

"It's me who is not chaste, and I have no shame to face Master Hou!" Izuku supported the ground with his hands, and the raging tears were like the rainy season in Yanlan City, depressing and heartbreaking.

The slender woman in white in front of her once supported the Yun clan with her whole body, struggling in this prosperous world; is also this delicate woman in white, who has cried alone for countless nights, and dutifully plays the role of the head of the Yun family during the day. But tonight, she couldn't support it anymore and knelt down in this ancestral hall.

She is no longer the first beauty in Nanxi, Han Chu, not a famous prostitute in the fallen city, and not the head of the Yun family...... In the face of her beloved deceased husband, she is just a poor person who has no way to go.

Mrs. Tai sighed slightly, slowly leaned over and rested the candlestick on the ground, and picked up the piece of paper on which she had written. After being soaked in tears and ink, the paper has lost its meaning—Shen Yu will never receive it.

Mrs. Tai raised her hand lightly, put the paper on the tongue of fire and licked it all: "Since you can't write it, it proves that you have affection for him, such a daughter-in-law Yun doesn't want it." When the three-year period is over, you're gone. ”

When the last rays of sparks splashed, there was a sudden thunder outside the ancestral hall, and the wind was raging, blowing the paper ashes all over the ground into the air. May in Yanlan City, the first rain of summer, finally crept in on this shattered night.

Some people are forced to admit their hearts;

Some people are destined to brave the rain and stay alone and can't leave.