Shen Ning looked down at Lin: "You finally admitted that you did it?"
"Admit it, admit it! I admit it all, it's me, it's all me, it has nothing to do with Yun'er! Please save her, she is your biological sister!" Mrs. Lin seemed to see a glimmer of hope, and kowtowed vigorously again .
"Yes, she is my biological sister, but when did she treat me as her biological sister when she tried to harm me several times?" Shen Ning said quietly.
Lin froze suddenly, as if she had been hit on an acupuncture point.
"Are you really cruel enough not to save her?" She stared at Shen Ning, her eyes filled with resentment again.
Shen Ning shook her head slightly.
"It's not that I don't want to save him, it's that I can't save him. That's all. For the sake of the child, I'll help you again so that you can suffer less pain."
She looked at Shen Biyun, took out the silver needle, and applied it to several acupuncture points on her head.
Mrs. Lin stared at her blankly, motionless.
After a few injections, Shen Biyun's distracted eyes became slightly focused again. He took a deep breath and grabbed Shen Ning's hand.
"No... don't save me... let me die... agree to my request... please, okay? Sister... sister..."
Her eyes were full of pleading, and her fingers holding Shen Ning's hand were actually weak at all. Shen Ning only needed to pull away slightly.
Obviously, she knew she was going to die, but she wanted to find a reliable trust for her beloved child before she died.
Most mothers in the world are like her. No matter how ruthless and vicious they are, they still love their children.
Shen Ning sighed quietly and whispered: "Okay."
Although there was only one word, Shen Biyun's face suddenly glowed with radiance, his smile was sweet, and he was satisfied.
She closed her eyes very slowly.
Mrs. Lin opened her mouth wide, wanting to cry but unable to do so.
Suddenly, Shen Biyun whispered vaguely: "My lord, Yun'er will always be yours..."
Before she could finish the last word, she had stopped breathing.
Until she died, she was still thinking about Chu Shaoyang, the only man she had ever resented, hated and loved.
She gave everything she had for this man, but this man never even glanced at the child she gave birth to, but she would never forget this man until her death.
Shen Ning couldn't help but sigh.
Seeing that Shen Biyun was dead, she didn't feel sad or happy.
Instead of the refreshing feeling after revenge, a feeling of melancholy arose.
Shen Biyun was indeed hateful. He had harmed her many times. His end today was not worthy of sympathy at all. But when he died, all hatred and grudges were resolved with death.
She will no longer hate Shen Biyun, nor will she blame her anymore, as that will make her life very tiring.
Shen Biyun's death made her lose one set of shackles, but at the same time she was saddled with another set of shackles.
That is the child of Shen Biyun and Chu Shaoyang.
That little baby who was just over a month old!
What should she do with him
She had never been a mother herself and had no experience in raising children, but this was Shen Biyun's last request before she died, and she really couldn't bear to refuse to agree.
Mrs. Lin threw herself on Shen Biyun's body and cried loudly.
She cried so hard that she almost fainted, but everyone looked at her with disdain.
"Cry! Do you know how to cry now?"
"It's you, a mother-in-law, who had the intention to harm others, but in the end, it was your own daughter who was killed!"
"You are the real murderer. You killed your daughter with your own hands!"
"Thankfully you still have the nerve to cry!"