Yang Liusi

It turns out that falling in love with someone who should not be loved in the eyes of the world is actually unacceptable to even the closest people.

Yang Xian watched the doctor come and go in and out of Wu's mansion, Madam Wu was so anxious that she couldn't stop crying.Wu Yuan's children were all younger than Yang Xian, and the oldest one was only 13 years old. They were crying loudly outside the door.

"Brother, what happened to Dad?" Wu Changan was the oldest, after all, he was more sensible, seeing his mother pacing back and forth anxiously, running to pull Yang Xian's sleeve and tearing up.

Yang Xian felt guilty for a while. She touched Wu Changan's round head and said sadly, "It's all my brother's fault, which made uncle angry."

Wu Chang'an looked at her, his eyes were very clear and transparent, she was tortured by these eyes until her scalp became numb, and she didn't know what to do, but Wu Chang'an breathed a sigh of relief: "An'er also often makes daddy angry, brother, daddy will be fine."

Yang Xian was almost forced to cry by these crisp words, she held back the tears that had reached her eyes, touched Wu Chang'an's head and said, "Good An, don't be like brother in the future and make uncle angry."

"An'er knows, An'er grows up, and won't make daddy angry." Wu Chang'an's childlike nature, when he heard that his father was only angry, he felt a lot more relaxed, and the little man stood in front of Yang Xian and assured him seriously , Yang Xian held back his tears and turned his head away.

When Wu Yuan woke up, he opened his eyes and did not see Yang Xian in front of him.

"Where's your niece?" After all, it was her own niece, even if she was out of breath, she was still worried.

Madam Wu's eyes were red and swollen, she forced a smile and said, "In the ancestral hall."

Wu Yuan sighed deeply, feeling that his mind was so messed up that he couldn't sort it out, so he struggled and said, "I'll go see her."

Mrs. Wu knew that she couldn't persuade her, so she had to ask someone to support her husband, and they walked to the ancestral hall together.

The ancestral hall is quiet, and the yard is full of chrysanthemums. In this sunny spring season, the leaves are so green that they are so lovely. The ancestral hall looks very solemn among the chrysanthemums.

Yang Xian knelt in front of the tablet in the ancestral hall, looking at the names on it, with tears in his eyes.

"Grandfather, grandmother, please forgive me for my granddaughter's unfilial piety." She lowered her head and whispered about Liu Fanyin's good fortune, "She is the smartest and best woman I have ever seen. I really can't control my heart... Nannan has nothing to ask for in this life, but to be with her for the rest of her life. If there is any retribution, I will admit it..."

Wu Yuan heard these words clearly at the gate of the ancestral hall. Mrs. Wu looked at his face worriedly, her heart skipped a beat. Even if she couldn't accept such a thing, with Wu Yuan's temperament, it might be difficult. up.

"Ninny." Mrs. Wu called softly, if Yang Xian was allowed to continue, Wu Yuan would collapse again in a fit of anger.

Yang Xian turned his head back, his eyes were red and swollen, and he looked at them hazyly with mist. The sullenness in Wu Yuan's heart instantly turned into distress, so he could only hold on: "When did this happen?"

"I don't know... By the time I realize it, I can't turn back." A tear rolled down Yang Xian's face.

Wu Yuan looked at this handsome and stubborn niece, and walked into the ancestral hall without making a sound. Mrs. Wu was frightened at the side, and hurriedly followed in, for fear that her husband would hit the niece again on impulse. As a result, Wu Yuan walked in without any expression. He knelt down beside Yang Xian.

Both Mrs. Wu and Yang Xian were shocked.

"You have become what you are today because of my lax discipline as an uncle. I'm sorry for my sister, I'm sorry for my ancestors. If you want to kneel, I should kneel." Wu Yuan looked at the tablet on the table, feeling sore in his heart.

"Uncle!" Yang Xian called softly.

"Don't call me uncle." Wu Yuan said calmly, without the slightest ups and downs in his voice, "If you insist on doing this, don't call me uncle from now on, and I won't care about your affairs from now on."

"master!"

"uncle!"

The two exclamations didn't change anything, Wu Yuan closed his eyes and looked tired, "Don't shout anymore, this is my biggest concession. What kind of ending will this matter have, niece...Yang Xian, You are responsible for yourself."

Yang Xian collapsed on the ground, his face was pale, Mrs. Wu felt distressed, but there was nothing she could do.

Yang Xian silently accompanied Wu Yuan and knelt in the ancestral hall for a whole day, until Wu Yuan was weak and fainted, and when he hurriedly helped Wu Yuan back to his room, she pulled Mrs. Wu's sleeve, He said softly: "Auntie, it's my daughter who is sorry for you and uncle. You have to take care of yourself and take care of uncle for me..."

As Yang Xian spoke, tears streamed down his face.

Mrs. Wu wiped her tears distressedly and said: "Nannah, what your uncle said was just a momentary anger, don't take it to heart." As she spoke, she hesitated to speak: "Niuan, you..."

"Auntie, you don't need to persuade me anymore." Yang Xian lowered his head, his voice slightly hoarse, "Auntie, my daughter is leaving."

This road has never been so tiring before. Yang Xian refused the carriage that Butler Wu prepared for her, and walked aimlessly on the road, her legs seemed to be on cotton, light and without a sense of solidity, she began to doubt , Is she wrong, she shouldn't fall in love with someone she shouldn't love, let alone confess this matter to her uncle, causing him to fall on the hospital bed.

When Yang Xian stopped, she was already standing at the door of Liu Mansion. She looked at the vermilion door quietly, and suddenly burst into tears.

"Mr. Yang, why don't you come in? You don't know, girl..." Seeing Yang Xian, the concierge hurriedly stepped forward to salute. When he looked up, he saw Mr. Yang's teary eyes, and couldn't help being frightened. With a big jump, he swallowed the words he was speaking, not knowing if he should continue to invite Mr. Yang in, or pretend he didn't see her.

Yang Xian took a breath, she was hesitating whether to go in, but she walked towards the door uncontrollably.

Liu Fanyin was sitting under the corridor, looking at the flowers and plants in the courtyard, she was in a good mood, and occasionally caught a glimpse of a little girl who was interested in the medicine being planted, and she would tell them about it when she was interested.

Just as he was talking, Yang Xian came in as if he had lost his soul.

"Yang Xian?" Liu Fanyin was a little flustered, she stepped forward to hold Yang Xian's hand, it was as cold as the frost in the twelfth lunar month of winter, without even a trace of warmth.

"What happened?" Liu Fanyin heard her voice trembling slightly.

"Fan Yin." Yang Xian stretched out his hand to hug her, as if she would disappear if he let go, making her a little breathless, but she couldn't bear to push Yang Xian away, she couldn't bear to.

Holding Liu Fanyin in his arms, Yang Xian felt that the soul that had drifted somewhere had finally returned, and her heart was no longer flustered, and gradually settled down.She buried her head in Liu Fanyin's shoulder, tears slowly soaked Liu Fanyin's clothes, Liu Fanyin patted her on the back lightly, and softened her voice, "It's okay, it's okay..."

"Fan Yin." After a long time, Yang Xian called softly.

"I'm here." Liu Fanyin caressed Yang Xian's back, she could feel Yang Xian trembling while holding her, but she was so bad at comforting her.

"Fan Yin, I only have you left." Yang Xian's crying became more intense.

Liu Fanyin's heart trembled, and after a long time, she said softly, "Yang Xian, as long as I live, you won't be alone."

"I know." Yang Xian sobbed softly. She didn't want to cry in front of Liu Fanyin, but she couldn't control it, "I told my uncle. He doesn't want me anymore."

Liu Fanyin paused while stroking Yang Xian's hand, feeling a sharp pain in her heart, she said softly, "Yang Xian, it will get better."

They were like this, in the sunshine of spring, hugging each other with tears streaming down their eyes, the little maids in the mansion had already retreated with interest, quietly, it seemed that only the two of them were left in the world, floating faintly in the air medicinal fragrance.

"Yang Xian." After a long time, Liu Fanyin called softly.

"En." Yang Xian was intoxicated in this embrace, and replied softly.

"Let's get married." Liu Fanyin said.

"almost."

"I said, let's get married now."

Yang Xian let go of Liu Fanyin, a little unbelievable, his eyes were round and round, like an innocent puppy: "What did you say?"

Liu Fanyin looked into her eyes and said calmly, "I said, let's get married now."

"Fanyin..." Yang Xian called softly. Although she was puzzled, her heart was filled with sweetness when she heard these words.

"Yang Xian, I can't wait, I think we'll get married now." Liu Fanyin spoke calmly, but her heart was very turbulent. She was inexplicably flustered. She always felt that if she didn't hurry up, it would be too late, too late to be with Yang Xian. Kowtowing three times in front of the hall, there was no time to have a drink with Yang Xian, and there was no time to spend the life they had originally planned with Yang Xian...

"Okay." Yang Xian's heart was beating non-stop. Although she was sure that she had been tied to Liu Fanyin all her life, she was still nervous and excited after hearing this sentence.

"follow me."

Liu Fanyin took Yang Xian's hand, and the two hurried to Liu Fanyin's room. They often walked together hand in hand, but this time it was very different.

"You don't need to wait in the room, I won't say anything, and none of you are allowed to come in." Liu Fanyin calmly kicked out all the maids and maids who were on duty in the room, even Xiaodie was also kicked out.

The other maids are indeed docile and kind, but Xiaodie has always been different, and this time Liu Fanyin never praised her as an exception. Although she didn't dare to say anything, she pitied Yang Xian and received countless blows from her. , looking like he wished he could cut Yang Xian into pieces.

Yang Xian shuddered: "Why does this little girl look like she wants to eat people?"

"You just ignore her." Liu Fanyin glanced out the window, thinking about whether to send this girl out of the house, then turned around, pulled Yang Xian into the green gauze cupboard, and pointed to the place embedded in the wall. The wooden cabinet said: "Open it and have a look."

Yang Xian swallowed, and lightly scratched the red-painted cabinet with his ten fingers, trembling for a moment due to nervousness.