Chapter Seventy-Nine: Maybe......
"Wan Niang!"
Yao Muyun looked anxious and hurried over.
Song Yuan killed all the people in Xiantong Temple, but it took a few breaths, and he was only a few breaths late.
"Brother Song, thank you!"
Yao Muyun hurriedly thanked him, jumped into the carriage, and lifted the curtain.
In the carriage, a woman of about thirty with a beautiful face and a mouth gagged by a large number of flowers, her face was pale, there was a bit of despair and fear in her eyes, and her face was full of tears.
She was startled by the sudden lifting of the car curtain, her expression was frightened, and her body instinctively shrank back in fear.
But when you see the face of the person who lifts the curtain.
She froze in place, her eyes full of disbelief.
Immediately after, Su Wanniang's eyes welled up with tears, as well as various complex emotions such as longing, excitement and love.
"Yunlang ......"
She whispered in her heart the two words she had been thinking about day and night for twelve years.
Su Wanniang was gagged, but Yao Muyun saw what she wanted to say from her eyes.
"Wan Niang. ”
Yao Muyun was excited and sad, muttering in his mouth.
With just one glance, he could see that Su Wanniang still loved him.
Twelve years, even if it was a full twelve years, Su Wanniang did not forget him, nor did she wear out the love for herself in her heart.
While he was excited, he couldn't help but feel sad and blame himself.
Yao Muyun blamed himself for why he didn't return to Xiaoshan City as soon as possible.
He didn't believe Su Wanniang's love for him, thinking that it should only take a few years for Su Wanniang's love for him to fade.
He failed Su Wanniang.
"I'm sorry I came back late. ”
Yao Muyun said with tears in his eyes, and his lips trembled.
If Su Wanniang has been in love with him during these twelve years.
Then every day for the past twelve years may be painful and tormenting for her!
"Cloud ...... Yunlang, I've been waiting for you. ”
Su Wanniang showed a sad smile on her face, her eyes darkened, and she fainted.
"Wan Niang?!"
Yao Muyun saw Su Wanniang who had fainted, his pupils shrank, his face changed drastically, and he was panicked.
He stepped forward and took out the rags stuffed in Su Wanniang's mouth, broke the rope, and tried to wake her up, but to no avail.
"Something's wrong?"
Outside the carriage, Song Yuan heard Yao Muyun's shout, and his eyes were slightly condensed.
......
After a stick of incense.
Yao Fuzhong.
Yao Muyun and Song Yuan first took Su Wanniang to the hospital, and then returned to Yao Muyun's uncle's house.
Su Wanniang's face was bloodless, lying on the bed in the house.
Outside the door.
"Mu Yun, where have you been all these years?"
"Uncle has been looking for you. ”
Yao Tai was surprised and delighted, and said with tears in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, uncle.
Shortly after I left home, I worshipped a Master, and I have been on the mountain with Master for the last ten years. ”
Yao Muyun was a little depressed and smiled reluctantly.
It is a great joy to reunite relatives who have not seen each other for more than ten years.
But he couldn't be happier at this time.
"Mu Yun, is something wrong with Wanniang, why has she been unconscious?"
Yao Tai was keenly aware of his nephew's appearance, which was probably related to Wanniang, who was unconscious in the house.
The doctor said that Wan Niang's body was already delicate, and she had accumulated depression and illness for more than ten years, and was often beaten and scolded...... There are not many days left to live. ”
Yao Muyun's expression was gloomy, his eyes contained endless sadness, and his whole person seemed to be ten years old, and his voice trembled.
"How so?"
"Over the years, I have also heard that Wanniang is not doing very well, and she has never smiled since she got married, and she often washes her face with tears.
Sun Jun, the second prince of the prefect, often beat and scolded her, and on several occasions he even beat her to death. ”
"I want to help Wanniang, but I am also powerless, and I don't know where to start. “
"I didn't expect things to turn out like this. ”
Yao Tai said sadly.
"Is there no way to save it?"
Yao Muyun did not answer.
He felt that it might really be God teasing him, and God forcibly broke them up more than ten years ago.
More than ten years later, he got together with his beloved, and he saw that he was separated by yin and yang again!
Yao Muyun clenched his fists, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, it was really difficult to accept this matter, only to feel that there was a depressed air in his chest that he could not vent, and there was even more surging anger burning his heart.
"Thief God!"
He looked up to the sky and cursed, so angry that he spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth.
"Mu Yun, are you okay?"
Yao Tai's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly asked.
"I'm fine, uncle. ”
Yao Muyun spit out the blood, but he felt much better, but when he thought that Su Wanniang was about to die, he fell into deep sadness and despair again.
"Brother Yao, people are awake. ”
Inside the house, Song Yuan's voice came.
Yao Muyun turned around and hurriedly ran into the house, looking at the bloodless Su Wanniang on the bed, she felt that her heart was like a knife, and she couldn't wait to replace her.
It was he who didn't believe that Su Wanniang's love for him could not be diminished through the passage of time, which caused Su Wanniang to endure the torment for twelve years.
Lying here, he should be the one who will die soon.
"Cloud ...... Yunlang, I'm sorry. Su Wanniang's face was pale and she smiled weakly.
"No, no, no, it's me who is sorry for you. ”
Yao Muyun lay on the edge of the bed and shook his head with a painful expression.
Su Wanniang took out a wrapped cloth from her bosom and unfolded the cloth inside, which was a broken jade pendant.
"I ...... I didn't protect the jade pendant you gave me, and it was broken. ”
Yao Muyun's body trembled, and he also took out a silver hairpin from his arms.
The silver hairpin jade pendant is exactly the token of love that he and Su Wanniang exchanged for life when they parted outside Xiaoshan City twelve years ago.
Things are still there, but they are no longer there.
The last time I said goodbye, it was for a better reunion, and the two could stay together until the white head one day.
And this time, he and Su Wanniang are likely to be separated forever.
"So you still have it. ”
Su Wanniang, who was lying on the bed, had endless joy in her eyes, and tears of excitement welled up in her eyes.
"No, none of that matters!"
Yao Muyun shook his head suddenly and sobbed.
"As long as you live now, you have to recuperate in peace!
This time I'm strong enough not to let anyone take you away from me again!
As long as you recover from your illness, we will have a long, long time in the future, and we don't have to be nostalgic for the past......"
"Yunlang, my body, I ...... I know it myself. ”
Su Wanniang coughed twice, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and she smiled sadly.
"I don't have a few days left, and I'm glad to see you again before I die. ”
"No!
Yao Muyun grabbed Su Wanniang's hand and roared in pain.
"Definitely not......
There must be another way!"
Yao Muyun looked pained and unwilling, and kept repeating in his mouth.
Although he kept talking about it, he actually knew in his heart that there was no other way!
His mana, his swordsmanship, none of them can save Su Wanniang.
He is about to taste the pain of losing his loved one again, and this time it will be forever!
Just when Yao Muyun was desperate.
"Perhaps......
I can save Brother Yao's wife!"
After waiting for a long time, he felt that the time was almost the same, and a strange light flashed in the eyes of Song Yuan, who was standing on the side, and he suddenly said slowly.