"When she was young, she was sick, and I took care of her for two days and two nights... But in the end, I only got one sentence - I am a crazy shrew, my life is worthless. Feixue... She is my daughter who was born in October." ! How could she treat me like that!"
Nalan Feixue narrowed her eyes coldly, as if Nalan Yurong's cold and heartless words when she returned to the door that day appeared in front of her eyes.
Nalan Yurong... hum! Nalan Yurong! You are really more heartless and righteous than me, a person who has entered the magic way!
Mrs. Nalan was crying while clutching her chest. Suddenly, her whole body twitched, and a lot of blood began to flow from the corner of her mouth.
"Mom! How are you?" Nalan Feixue hurriedly supported Mrs. Nalan, and shouted nervously, "I'll find you a doctor! Mother, hold on!"
"No need...cough cough..." Mrs. Nalan coughed up blood, while holding Nalan Feixue's sleeve tightly, and said with difficulty, "These few days, I just hold my breath, I want to see you, I want to see you." To confirm that my Feixue is still alive, now...cough cough, now that mother sees that you don't have to suffer any more, mother is already very happy!"
"Mother..." Nalan Feixue's eyes turned red, and she hugged Mrs. Nalan tightly.
Only at this moment did she realize how thin her mother was, with only skin and bones left.
"Mother, don't die." Tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, "Mother, you are the only family member left for me, please don't leave me!"
Mrs. Nalan shook her head, tears streaming down her face, "Feixue, I'm afraid...I'm afraid I can't hold it anymore...Nalan Hexi, you...don't seek revenge on her, she...she is really powerful, The whole Nalan Mansion is vulnerable in front of her, Mother doesn't want you to be in danger again... Ahem... And, in the end she... She let Mother go, and also gave Mother the antidote, Feixue, you promise Mother, don't go again To seek revenge from Nalan Hexi, to repay grievances... When is it..."
Nalan Feixue wiped the corners of her eyes, and said in a choked voice: "Okay, mother, I promise you. Since Nalan Hexi saved mother in the end, so what if I let her go!"
Mrs. Nalan showed a gratified smile on her face. She stretched out her hand, wanting to touch her daughter's face, and murmured, "Feixue, you must live a good life...don't fall into the devil's way...don't take revenge...mother wants you to open your mouth!" Be happy... Be a good person in your next life... Mother too, I hope in your next life, you can be a... good... person... "
Before he could finish speaking, the hand that just touched Nalan Feixue's face dropped powerlessly.
His eyes were gently closed, and there was still a hopeful and peaceful smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had fallen asleep.
Nalan Feixue hugged Mrs. Nalan's gradually icy body tightly, and slowly closed her eyes, a tear slipped from the corner of her eyes.
Two days later, Nalan Feixue buried Mrs. Nalan, and then knelt in front of Mrs. Nalan's tomb with a straight posture.
Beside her was a slender black round wooden barrel, above which Zhu Zhongba's face full of despair, pain and pleading appeared.
He grew his mouth wide and kept trying to make ahhh noises, but his tongue and throat had been destroyed.
As for his fat body, his arms and legs were cut off, some flesh was peeled off, and he was forcefully stuffed into this black round wooden barrel.
Because of the nourishment of spiritual power, even if he suffered such an injury, he couldn't die, and he could only endure the torture day after day.