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Chapter 137 Life Lost Thunderstorm Night

Chapter 137 Death in Thunderstorm Night

Author: Lan Jiajia

Chapter 137 Death in Thunderstorm Night

At this moment, Liufang also knew the reason why Qingyi was unwilling to be a guard. After feeling the warmth, who would want to go to the abyss again?

He received absolute fairness and even family affection from Su Yuanyuan. Why would he want to be a slave again?

The rain was pattering outside, and Su Yuanyuan closed the door and window, ran to bed and hid in Jiang Wenzheng's arms.

There was still thunder outside, and she opened her eyes wide in fear and looked out the window.

Jiang Wenzheng hugged her tightly, moved his head downward, and gently kissed Su Yuanyuan's eyes with his warm thin lips, and she had to close her eyes.

The man's warm breath sprayed all over her face. She closed her eyes, but she felt particularly at ease.

Jiang Wenzheng gently patted her back with his big palm, coaxing her to sleep like a child. This rhythmic beat seemed to have a soothing effect. Su Yuanyuan was no longer afraid of the thunder outside the window and fell asleep slowly.

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Su Yuanyuan thought she would have a sweet dream and be able to breathe fresh and cool air tomorrow morning, but in the middle of the night, a reckless knock on the door woke her up.

She looked sleepily at Jiang Wenzheng, who had propped himself up. He lit a candle and heard a clear voice from outside the door.

"Sister Yuanyuan, someone knocked on the door and said they were looking for you."

Su Yuanyuan was still in a daze at this time, so she stood up and was about to leave. Jiang Wenzheng grabbed his clothes on the shelf and put them on Su Yuanyuan to protect her from the cold.

As soon as the door was opened, Qing Yi stood outside the door wearing a white undershirt. The cold wind crazily penetrated through the cracks in the open door, invading the warm atmosphere inside.

She went to the front door with Qingyi, and when she opened it, she saw the mother-in-law beside Yichun. She was soaked, her bun was messy, and her hair was wet from the rain and stuck to her face.

If Qing Yi hadn't held a lantern, Su Yuanyuan would have been frightened by her appearance.

As soon as the door opened, she knelt on the ground with a plop, crying and hugging Su Yuanyuan's legs, "Doctor Su! Hurry! Let's go! My girl is dying!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a flash of lightning lit up the whole world. The winding purple lightning tore the sky in half, and the huge thunder shook Su Yuanyuan's heart.

Regardless of anything else, she asked Qing Yi to get her medicine box and follow her mother-in-law into the carriage.

As soon as she went up to the curtain, she was caught by a wooden crutch. Jiang Wenzheng grabbed the door frame with one hand and stepped up with his left foot.

Qing Yi stayed behind to look after Jiang Zhiyi.

The carriage drove quickly, passing through puddles on the road and splashing huge muddy water. Su Yuanyuan asked about the whole story on the road.

"It was obviously fine when I left in the afternoon, so why..."

The mother-in-law's eyes were swollen from crying and she kept shaking her head.

"She talks about you and insists on seeing you."

As soon as the carriage stopped, Su Yuanyuan trotted into Li's house. Li San stood in front of the door and waited anxiously. When he saw Su Yuanyuan running towards him, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed Su Yuanyuan's hand without caring about anything else.

He took her to his residence in Yichun.

Su Yuanyuan ran so fast that even the robe Jiang Wenzheng put on her flew up. When she ran, the small yard in Yichun was covered with lanterns and full of people inside and outside.

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva. For some reason, her legs felt as heavy as lead.

The maids and women were kneeling in the yard. When they walked into the house, Su Yuanyuan was the first to see several aunts in plain clothes. Going inside, Su Yuanyuan saw Magistrate Li and Mrs. Li in formal clothes.

Behind the heavy curtains, Su Yuanyuan could only see Yichun's thin figure lying on the bed.

The thick quilt covering her body almost made her breathless.

Her face was gray, and Su Yuanyuan knew that this was the state of a person before death. When she saw someone coming, her almond-shaped eyes turned first, and then her neck turned stiffly. Only then did Su Yuanyuan see her face clearly.

His face was ashen, and his originally bright eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray. His lips were blue-gray, with dry cracks like earth.

Su Yuanyuan's heart suddenly tightened. She strode over and almost knelt beside Yichun's bed. She held Yichun's hand tightly. The hands had no warmth. Su Yuanyuan kept using her mouth.

The hot breath he exhaled came to keep her warm, but it was all in vain.

She turned around and shouted at the maids and women, "Bring the brazier! What are you doing standing there in a daze?"

She hurriedly opened her medicine box, took out a very thin silver needle and pierced Yichun's tiger's mouth. When she was about to take another silver needle and was about to pierce Yichun's forehead, Yichun turned around and dodged.

"Yuanyuan... you work well... and do my share..."

Su Yuanyuan's tears suddenly fell down. She could no longer suppress the sadness in her heart, so she grabbed Yichun's hand and started crying.

"No, no, Yichun, be obedient! I can save you!"

She shook her head and looked at Yichun almost begging.

But at this moment, Yichun raised his head slightly and opened his mouth, like a fish stranded on the shore.

The sound of rain outside the window still showed no intention of stopping, but Yichun was running out of energy, and the hand holding Su Yuanyuan gradually lost strength.

Su Yuanyuan's eyes were stunned, and she even forgot to breathe for a while, and just sat there blankly.

Suddenly, there were cries everywhere, and everyone in the small courtyard was crying for this young lady who had just passed her prime. Even her strict stepmother shed tears.

Su Yuanyuan looked at Yichun's quiet face, as if she was asleep.

She first met Yichun only two months ago.

She was sick and looked like a lazy cat. Later, she took Yichun to learn medical skills and watched her gradually become more cheerful and her eyes gradually became brighter.

Su Yuanyuan thought that Yichun had really opened his eyes and really wanted to start a new life.

But she didn't expect that today's farewell would be an eternal farewell.

A young and beautiful girl fell like this and withered before she could bloom. Su Yuanyuan was not only heartbroken, but also regretful.

She didn't expect that this deep courtyard would turn out to be a man-eating den.

A woman came to wipe Yichun's body.

The mother-in-law saw Su Yuanyuan blocking the bed, and seeing her lost look, she couldn't bear to disturb her.

"Madam, please let my young lady go there in a clean manner."

This sentence finally made Su Yuanyuan's eyes move. She looked at Yichun's remains, frowned and slowly pursed her lips.

She stood up and made way for the women.

Happy Labor day

(End of chapter)


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