After being a widow for half my life, I found out that my husband was not dead.

Seeing this scene, Liu Yunxiang wanted to kill the man with hatred, and was about to rush forward, but was stopped by the beggar.

"No, this man is the son of General Wuwei, we can't afford to offend him!"

Liu Yunxiang watched Yan Mu being tortured in this way, and the others burst into laughter. She was so anxious that she burst into tears.

"so what!"

He is Yan Mu! He is much nobler than these bastards!

"This is Beijin, not Dayong, not our place! Do you think so many people hate him so much that they want to kill him? Why is he still alive?"

Liu Yunxiang didn't listen. It didn't matter where he was or who he was. She was going to protect him!

"Because this is how he lives, and this is the only way he can live! If you rush out, not only will you not be able to help him, you will also harm him!"

Because of these words, Liu Yunxiang calmed down helplessly.

Yes, she is here to save him, not to kill him!

But...but how could she endure this!

The beggar asked her to calm down, took a deep breath, put on a smile and ran over.

"Oh, General Han, look at how good the wine is, don't let it go to waste."

The beggar ran over, caught it with both hands, and put a mouthful into his mouth.

"That's really good wine!"

Han Zhao's eyes were fierce, he raised his foot and kicked the beggar hard in the stomach, knocking him down.

"Nothing is worthy of drinking the wine poured by me!"

He kicked him hard, then kicked him hard several more times, all in the stomach, causing the beggar to vomit out all his morning meal. Han Zhao covered his nose and stepped on the beggar's face.

"The pickled stuff from Darong dares to dirty our Beijin land, why don't you lick it back quickly!"

The beggar's facial features were deformed by the big foot on his face, but he still managed to squeeze out a smile, "I don't dare to disgust the general... vomit..."

"If you fucking dare to vomit again, I will twist your head off right now!"

Liu Yunxiang's eyes were full of tears, and Yan Mu was groggy, as if his soul had been withdrawn, leaving only a body. He was lying there, unable to feel any emotions. But the beggar was so humiliated, but he could only laugh, and blood came from the corners of his mouth.

She couldn't stand it anymore and was about to go up when a man in a plain brocade robe squeezed through the crowd and entered. This man has skin as white as jade, handsome facial features, and a natural aura of nobility.

"Little General Han, oh, what a coincidence!"

Han Zhao turned around and saw the person coming. He was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "Mr. Pei Xiaohou, long time no see. When did you come back from West Vietnam?"

"Last night."

"Three months ago, news came from the west that you were caught in a sandstorm on your way back and were swept away?"

"Isn't it because God won't accept me?" Mr. Pei Xiaohou smiled, then glanced at Yan Mu on the ground, and said: "We haven't been together for a long time, I invite the young general to go to my Fragrant House for a drink that day."

"Then the relationship is good, then call He Zichong and a few of them."

"We won't go home until we're drunk!"

"With your drinking capacity, you can only drink one glass, but you still have the nerve to say you won't get drunk until you get home?"

"I'm not convinced by this!"

Han Zhao became interested and no longer bothered to argue with Yan Mu. He took his foot away from the beggar's face, rubbed it on the ground as if it was dirty, and kicked him on the shoulder.

"I'm happy today, so I'll let you two bitches go for now!"

After saying this, Han Zhao hugged Mr. Pei Xiaohou and said with a smile: "It's hard to find a table in Xianglou that day. I made the reservation before and it has been scheduled for three months."

"You can have whatever you want, General Han, today!"

"Little Marquis is quite interesting. Those are all poor people. I have to pay for drinking with them."

The two said this and left.

Liu Yunxiang hurried forward, "Beggar, how are you?"

The beggar vomited blood and said, "I'm used to being beaten. It doesn't matter."

Liu Yunxiang sighed and went to help Yan Mu again.

He slowly opened his eyes, which were empty. Liu Yunxiang helped him up, but his body was unsteady and swaying. Liu Yunxiang hurriedly supported him with her shoulders and hugged his waist. Only at this moment did she realize how thin he really was.

Under the loose clothes, he was as skinny as a stick, weighing heavily on her, and his weight was terrifyingly light.

Liu Yunxiang's tears fell again. She quickly wiped them away and then helped Yan Mu move forward. His left foot was originally lame, and it might have been injured by Han Zhao just now. At this moment, he could only tiptoe to the ground and take one step at a time.

He was breathing heavily and his body was shaking slightly. Liu Yunxiang noticed it and hurriedly looked up and saw that his face was pale and there was blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Yan Mu, what's wrong with you?"

"Is it hurt somewhere?"

"I'll bear with you for a moment and I'll take you to see the doctor!"

He shook his head, "Go home."

"You can't do this, I..."

Before Liu Yunxiang finished speaking, he was pushed away by Yan Mu, and then under her horrified gaze, he swayed forward.

The beggar rubbed his belly and said: "He has lingering poison, and from time to time he will have throbbing pain all over his body. In the past, drinking could relieve it, but gradually he drank more and more, and now it is no longer useful. Doesn't he like to drink Haitang girl?" wine, but the wine she brewed has analgesic effect.”

Liu Yunxiang looked at Yan Mu. His back was no longer tall and straight, but thin and shriveled. He was no longer walking vigorously, but languid. He was no longer high-spirited, but lifeless.

If she saw this figure in a sea of ​​people, she might not be able to recognize it.

The most cruel torture to a person is to destroy his consciousness and make him suffer in despair, making life worse than death.

She might be able to save his life, but how to bring back the Yan Mu from the past?

Liu Yunxiang let out a long sigh, ran forward a few steps, and followed Yan Mu.

When he reached the fork, he obviously couldn't recognize the road again. He walked slowly to the locust tree and sat down, huddled up and shivering under the warm summer sun. Liu Yunxiang couldn't help but ran over and threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly.

"Yan Mu, do you really not remember me?"

She raised her head and saw that Yan Mu still had no expression on his face, just staring blankly in front of him. She held his face, forcing him to look at her.

"Look at me, I'm Liu Yunxiang!"

Her eyes were blurred by tears and she hurriedly wiped them away, but there were more and more tears.

"I really had no choice at the time... No! I was wrong! I shouldn't have left you! Even if I die, I should stay with you!"

Maybe she was crying too sadly, and his eyes finally fell on her face.

"Yan Mu..."

He looked at her for a long time.

"Liu Yunxiang."

This hoarse and low sound made Liu Yunxiang's tears stop immediately.

She opened her eyes wide, "You, you recognize me?"

Yan Mu rubbed his forehead, and then sighed: "I sometimes forget some people and things, but only for a short time. Now I remember you."

Liu Yunxiang was delighted, "I'm coming to find you!"

"Find me?"

"Well, looking for you."

"doing what?"

Liu Yunxiang's smile froze, "I, I want to be with you, like before. No matter what difficulties, whether life or death, we will never be separated again."

Yan Mu tilted his head and looked at her, as if he didn't understand this sentence.

"But I don't want to be with you."

"I know you are still angry with me..."

"If you came to Jin'an for me, go back." Yan Mu pushed Liu Yunxiang away, stood up while supporting the tree behind him, and then looked past her at the beggar.

He was confused for a moment, "Who hit you?"

The beggar ran over and said, "You have a clear mind. Oh, it wasn't Han Zhao's grandson who almost beat me to death."

"Yeah." He showed no expression and turned around and walked towards North Street.

"You just said yes and it's over? Don't you want to help me get revenge?"

"Can't beat it."

"Hey, I'm here to save you."

"You don't have to save me."

The beggar was so angry that he turned back to Liu Yunxiang and said, "He's still the same as before."