My Gentleman Reborn

Early in the morning, the bamboo house teahouse was relatively deserted. Today, He Jingdong and Nu Yi took Qin Huan to the mountain. He Yuzhou stayed at home alone before his shoulder injury healed. He opened the door of the teahouse early. .

In the morning in the village, every household has breakfast, and the teahouse has no customers for a while.

When Wen Qiurong came, she saw He Yuzhou arranging flowers and plants at the counter.

She tightened the paper bag in her hand, closed her eyes sadly, and walked into the teahouse resolutely.

"Guest, what do you want?" He Yuzhou lowered his head and shouted habitually. When he looked up and saw the person coming, he bent his raised lips: "What are you doing here? The He family is not welcome here."

"...Su...Xiaozhou, let me chat with you." Wen Qiurong said softly.

He Yuzhou sneered: "I have nothing to talk to you about."

As he said that, He Yuzhou flicked his sleeves to go into the back room, but Wen Qiurong pulled him, "Xiaozhou, this is the last time... Please..."

"..." He Yuzhou turned to look at her. Her eyes were rippling, her face was pale, and she couldn't hide her haggardness even if she put on makeup. He Yuzhou knew that this person was selfish and capricious, and that he shouldn't be soft-hearted towards her anymore, but his footsteps Just can't move.

Seeing this, Wen Qiurong smiled with tears in her eyes, and pulled He Yuzhou to find a seat at random and sat down.

"You always love me." Wen Qiurong said with a smile, and went to the kettle at the counter of He Yuzhou familiarly and said, "It's been a long time since I drank the tea I made for you. Let me make you a cup. In the future, this kind of opportunity It's rare."

He Yuzhou frowned: "No need, just speak up if you have something to say."

Wen Qiurong brewed a cup of tea on her own, gave it to He Yuzhou and said, "One last time...don't be so indifferent to mother?"

"..." He Yuzhou frowned, and looked at Wen Qiurong suspiciously. Now at this moment, he is his son again?Calling herself mother, she really can tell!

He Yuzhou sneered: "I don't have a mother who wants me to disappear. You don't have to talk to me about unnecessary things. If you have anything to say, tell me quickly, and get out if you have nothing to do."

Wen Qiurong closed her eyes and sobbed: "Since you were young, you have been gentle. In order to prevent Sister Shang from coming to trouble me, you often took the initiative to attract her ideas and let her gaze on you, so that I can avoid her." It’s difficult for you, but you are often beaten and scolded because of this, but you never complain, Suxian...you are so gentle, you are willing to swallow any suffering for your mother."

He Yuzhou pursed his lips. Since she knew all about it, why did she treat him like that?

With resentment in his heart, his tone became more aggressive, He Yuzhou said coldly: "Call me He Yuzhou, I'm not He Suxian, He Suxian has already been forced to death by you!"

Wen Qiurong laughed and cried: "Yes, Su Xian is dead, I was wrong, I forced to death that Su Xian who loves me and is filial to me... I was wrong."

Wen Qiurong cried intermittently, crying until He Yuzhou was distraught.

"Have you finished speaking? Just leave when you are finished, and He Suxian will never come back to life if you cry again."

He Yuzhou turned his head and pointedly said.

Wen Qiurong wiped her tears: "I know, I know that Su Xian will never come back, I know that you are going to be He Yuzhou, I know...you are going to abandon me...I know it all."

"Just because I know, so now I am here to see you for the last time."

He Yuzhou sneered: "Don't say that you are a victim. This is the path you chose. You drove He Suxian to death first, but you were the one who rejected me as He Yuzhou's rebirth."

As He Yuzhou spoke, he seemed to feel that the air here was so turbid that it was hard to breathe, and he was far away from Wen Qiurong.

Wen Qiurong burst into tears: "Let's...don't talk about this, okay? Let's talk about Master He..."

"Heh..." He Yuzhou sneered: "Have you finally revealed your purpose? Are you here for He Jingdong? Was Shang Zhuojun looking for you?"

Wen Qiurong shook her head: "I wanted to come and see you myself, and I wanted to ask you, this time it has nothing to do with her, you...are you serious with Master He?"

"What do you think?" He Yuzhou asked back, Wen Qiurong closed her eyes and cried, "What are you doing to provoke Master He!"

"It has nothing to do with you."

Wen Qiurong gritted her teeth, and tightened the paper bag in her hand: "Su...Xiaozhou, since you want to be He Yuzhou, just take it as me begging you, leave here and don't provoke the He family, okay? Please..."

"..." He Yuzhou looked coldly at the begging Wen Qiurong, got up and said, "Let's go."

He was tired of talking with Wen Qiurong.

Every time she cried, she was extremely wronged, but how could she be the one who was really wronged?

She obviously doesn't need to be wronged, but she wants to put herself in a wronged position. Since she intends to be wronged, why come to cry?

Moreover, he is the real victim, he is the existence who has been bullied and deceived all the time.

He didn't even cry, so what right did Wen Qiurong have to cry in front of him?

And asked him to leave, not to provoke the He family?Why?

Is it Wen Qiurong's turn to take care of what he wants to do?

joke.

He Yuzhou returned to the counter and ignored Wen Qiurong.

Wen Qiurong cried for a while, as if she was tired from crying, she stopped, holding the paper bag tightly in her hand, looking at He Yuzhou with red eyes, struggling in her heart.

If He Yuzhou agreed to her leaving, maybe she could plead for mercy and fight for it, but he...

Seeing He Yuzhou enter the back room, she gritted her teeth and made a decision. She got up quickly and poured the paper bag into his teacup on the counter while He Yuzhou was not paying attention.

He hurriedly returned to his seat.

He Yuzhou came out from the back room, just met Wen Qiurong's eyes, Wen Qiurong looked away guiltily, He Yuzhou frowned, went to the counter, picked up his teacup, and asked: "Mrs. Wen, how long are you going to stay in my small shop? "

As he said that, He Yuzhou raised his teacup and wanted to drink tea. Wen Qiurong panicked and stood up instinctively to stop him: "Wait..."

He Yuzhou paused, looked at Wen Qiurong, Wen Qiurong blinked and said stiffly: "I...I'm leaving now."

He Yuzhou narrowed his eyes in disdain, and didn't want to talk to Wen Qiurong. He blew on the tea lightly, his lips stuck to the tea bowl, and he was about to raise his head, and pour the deadly dick into his stomach.

Wen Qiurong watched, but the joy she felt when she was holding the child, the warmth of being with him, and the satisfaction of seeing him growing up appeared in her mind...

She ran forward and instinctively grabbed his teacup.

She didn't want him to die...

But she can't live without He Zun...

Wen Qiurong shed tears, He Suxian couldn't die, that was her child, the only child in her life, Wen Qiurong looked at He Yuzhou with red eyes, but she couldn't live without He Zun, if she couldn't stay by He Zun's side, then she might as well ...might as well...

Wen Qiurong pursed her lips and drank He Yuzhou's tea in one gulp.

"...You..." He Yuzhou frowned.

"Miss He, Zhuo Xi will be back soon, you and I..." Mrs. Lu's voice came from the door, but when she entered the teahouse, the voice stopped abruptly.

She saw Wen Qiurong, and Wen Qiurong also saw her.

Wen Qiurong was shocked, took a step back, and called timidly: "Sister Lu..."

Madam Lu completely lowered her face: "Why are you here, Wen Qiurong!"

Madam Lu's face was full of hatred, Wen Qiurong looked at Madam Lu tearfully with red eyes.

Mrs. Lu approached her step by step: "I ask you, why did you hurt my son! Zhuo Xi is so cute and smart, you and I watched him grow up, why are you so cruel!"

He Yuzhou was taken aback, what did Mrs. Lu mean by this?He looked at Mrs. Lu and then at Wen Qiurong.

"I never thought that I could see you again. Before my husband died, I asked me not to blame you, not to hate you, but...how can I do it? That is my only son! The only son of the Lu family! What are you doing?" What kind of thought did you have to poison him! Back then, he was only eight years old!"

He Yuzhou was stunned when he heard the words... Mrs. Lu meant that it was Wen Qiurong who poisoned eight-year-old Lu Zhuoxi and made Lu Zhuoxi look sick and weak now...

He Yuzhou looked at Wen Qiurong in shock.

Wen Qiurong cried, Madam Lu's face was full of resentment.

Many years ago, Mrs. Lu was pregnant with Lu Zhuoxi. Before they were good sisters with Wen Qiurong, they sat in the courtyard together, embroidered flowers, talked about heaven and earth, and looked forward to Lu Zhuoxi's birth.

After Lu Zhuoxi was born, Wen Qiurong immediately embroidered a handkerchief and gave it to Lu Zhuoxi and Mrs. Lu, wishing her a happy son.

In those years, Wen Qiurong was virtuous, gentle and considerate, and almost everyone in the Lu family thought she was an excellent person. As a result, her husband died of illness, and she unexpectedly remarried to the He family immediately, and even... a few years later Poisoned Zhuo Xi...

Mrs. Lu approached Wen Qiurong and shook her: "Say it, tell it! What are you thinking! You treat the Lu family...how could you treat the Lu family like this! How dare you show yourself in front of me!"

Mrs. Lu threw her away, and Wen Qiurong fell to the ground, spitting out a big mouthful of blood.

Mrs. Lu was taken aback for a moment, He Yuzhou was startled and astonished, and they both looked at Wen Qiurong.

Wen Qiurong wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and admitted with a wry smile: "Yes, back then... I... I was the one who poisoned Young Master Lu. For so many years, I have never had a moment of peace of mind, and I have never had the face to see the Lu family again, so I never thought of it. Will see you again..."

"It's fine now." Wen Qiurong panted twice: "It's fine now, I can see you at this last moment, I can say to you for the last time, I'm sorry..."

Mrs. Lu swallowed her saliva and looked at her hand: "You...what's the matter with you? Could it be...it's me...I..."

"No." Wen Qiurong shook her head: "I poisoned Young Master Lu back then, and now I drink the same drug, so in Sister Lu's heart, can you forgive me?"

"What... what?" Mrs. Lu stared at Wen Qiurong with wide eyes, and then went to look at He Yuzhou.

He Yuzhou was also surprised. He went to look at the teacup that fell on the ground. There was still some light yellow tea in it... The tea...was poisonous...

He Yuzhou's eyes flashed, why is there poison in tea, and Wen Qiurong obviously knows about the poison, could it be that she put it... He Yuzhou's eyes widened, his face was shocked, she wanted to poison him... But in the end, she He also grabbed the teacup and drank it himself...

He Yuzhou looked at Wen Qiurong complicatedly, and Wen Qiurong also looked at him...

Mrs. Lu looked at Wen Qiurong's paler complexion in horror, her eyes were complicated, and her heart was tangled up. In the end, she couldn't resist the kindness in her heart. She gritted her teeth and backed away, "I'll go to the doctor..."

Saying that, he ran out in a panic and haste.

He Yuzhou was in a daze.

Wen Qiurong vomited blood and looked at him: "Why don't you come over and see me?"

He Yuzhou approached her in a daze: "Is this true? Lu Zhuoxi's poison...was you the one who administered it?"

"It's you who made him so sick..." He Yuzhou looked at Wen Qiurong in shock, as if he had never known her.

Wen Qiurong's eyes were red: "You know it, Su Xian, you know it all, that day, you were by my side, and you watched Young Master Lu get poisoned!"

"What..." He Yuzhou was in a daze.

Many years ago, he... knew... he knew that Lu Zhuoxi...

He Yuzhou felt a little pain in his head, so he squatted down covering his head.

"Little brother, mother wants to see you, shall I go with you?" Five-year-old He Suxian pulled eight-year-old Lu Zhuoxi.

Lu Zhuoxi gently patted his head and said: "Okay, let's go together, and then talk to Auntie, let you go with me."

"Walking with you?" He Suxian raised his head in doubt.

Lu Zhuoxi smiled: "Yes, leave the He family with my little brother, and go to a home where someone loves you."

"What about my mother?"

Lu Zhuoxi didn't reply, they had already arrived in the hall.

He Yuzhou remembered that it was a hall, a very large hall, the main hall of the He family in his memory, a hall that neither he nor Wen Qiurong had ever been to, but now he and Wen Qiurong were entertaining Lu Zhuoxi in that hall.

During that meal, He Yuzhou sat beside Wen Qiurong, watching Lu Zhuoxi fall down after drinking tea, watching him struggling, watching him faint, crying, frightened, but Wen Qiurong covered his mouth...

At the same time, there are many memories of Lu Zhuoxi and Lu Zhuoxi in his mind... These are his lost memories...

He Yuzhou looked at Wen Qiurong in shock, and Wen Qiurong looked at him with tears and smiles: "Remember? You, like me, witnessed the whole process of Master Lu's poisoning, but you... are too young, and you won't be able to get sick later. Come on, forget about Young Master Lu..."

"Su Xian, mother is at fault... But, you are also making mistakes with mother... Young master Lu was brought in by you. If he hadn't met you, such a thing would never have happened... Cough cough..." Wen Qiurong As he spoke, he coughed twice and gasped harder.

"Mother is sorry for you, and really hoped that you would disappear, but she poisoned you just now, and in the end, Mother still didn't have the heart to let you die... This time, Mother used herself to pay for all the faults, so it's over..."

With that said, Wen Qiurong supported the counter and stood up: "But... I haven't even seen He Lang for the last time... I want to see He Lang..."

As she spoke, she staggered out, He Yuzhou sat on the ground slumped, her mind blank.

what is this……

Lu Zhuoxi's poison was actually given by Wen Qiurong, and the reason why Lu Zhuoxi was poisoned was actually meeting him...

What is this... what is this now...

Wen Qiurong actually wanted to poison him to death...even if she didn't in the end...but she really wanted him to disappear, and...she was going to die now?

Wen Qiurong... is dying?

He Yuzhou never thought that Wen Qiurong would die...

Now suddenly know, but at a loss.

Wen Qiurong clutched her aching chest, and rushed all the way to the He family. He Zun was in the county, but He Jingdong had been here for a few days, and He Zun would definitely come, and he would definitely go to the old house of the He family.

Wen Qiurong only hoped that this time when she rushed back, she could see the last side of He Zun whom she had been thinking about.

This is her only wish.

However, God didn't seem to hear her heart, and rushed to the old house of the He family desperately. The door of the old house was closed but no one came. He Zun hadn't arrived in the village yet...

Wen Qiurong fell to the ground dejectedly.

Her eyes began to blur. Throughout her life, sorrow, suffering, sorrow, anger, and resentment all belonged to the He family, while joy, joy, and peace all belonged to the Lu family...

But in the end, it was the people of the He family who she couldn't let go of...

"Woo..." A voice came from beside her ear, and Wen Qiurong felt a shadow reflected in front of her, followed by a voice: "Master! It's Aunt Wen!"

Master...Wen Qiurong's eyes lit up, and she barely opened them. The person in front of her who was anxiously walking towards her was the person she was thinking of.

She smiled contentedly, opened her mouth and finally called out - "He Lang..."

People fell asleep completely.

He Zun looked at Wen Qiurong who was lying on the ground in disbelief, at a loss as to what to do: "What's going on, why did you vomit so much blood, and why did you collapse at the door of the old house! Qiu Rong... Qiu Rong?"

He Zun called Wen Qiurong, but there was no movement of her. He Zun hurriedly picked her up and kicked open the door of the old house: "Come here! Find the doctor! Find the doctor quickly!"

Hearing the noise, Shang Zhuojun walked out of the room and saw He Zun hugging the lifeless Wen Qiurong, his heart skipped a beat.

She stepped forward and called: "Husband..."

He Zun swallowed: "Go to the doctor, go to the doctor!!!"

"Husband, calm down..." Wen Qiurong reached out to touch him, but accidentally touched Wen Qiurong's skin. It was the touch of a cold corpse, and she withdrew her hand abruptly: "Sister, she...she...is dead. "

"What did you say?" He Zun frowned: "Okay, how could she die! She was just a little uncomfortable when she came! Why did you vomit so much blood at the door, and you didn't go out to take a look!"

He Zun stared at Shang Zhuojun with wide eyes: "Why is no one looking after her!"

"Husband..." Shang Zhuojun glued his handkerchief together: "This sister...goes out, and it's impossible to follow her all the time. Can you calm down first? Husband..."

"How calm does this make me!" He Zun said, kicked open the door, and put Wen Qiurong on the bed: "Where is the doctor! Didn't I tell you to find a doctor?!"

The servants all looked at Mr. Shang Zhuo, but no one moved. He Zun looked at it and stood up: "What? I can't call these people, can I?"

He looked at Shang Zhuojun, Shang Zhuojun lowered his head and pulled the handkerchief, He Zun sneered: "Okay, very good! If you don't go, I will go by myself!"

"Wait, husband!" Lord Shang Zhuo called out, "My sister is already dead, calling the doctor is useless!"

"It's impossible for her to die! How could she die as soon as she got sick! What is the cause of death!" He Zun looked at Shang Zhuojun with burning eyes.

Shang Zhuo-jun turned his head and gritted his teeth: "Okay, I will send someone to find a doctor as my husband wishes."

As she said that, she winked at the person behind her, and that person went out immediately.

He Zun stared at her, snorted, and walked back to the bed, watching the blood overflowing from the corner of Wen Qiurong's mouth gradually turn black, he frowned, and reached out to touch, Shang Zhuojun was startled, and hurriedly stopped him: "Husband, don't Move, this is dove poisonous blood... it can hurt you."

"Dove poison?" He Zun looked back at Shang Zhuojun, who covered his mouth and took a step back.

He Zun stood up: "What's going on?"

"Qiu Rong was poisoned?" He Zun looked at Shang Zhuo Jun suspiciously: "Did you do it?"

"No!" Shang Zhuojun shook his head: "Husband, how can you doubt me?"

"Then how do you know it's dove poison?"

"Ha..." He Zun sneered, "You won't...as you did many years ago...you poisoned Qiu Rong exactly like Zhao Yi!"

Shang Zhuojun shook his head, but He Zun seemed to confirm the fact: "How can you be so cruel!"

When Shang Zhuojun heard this, she felt uncomfortable. She gritted her teeth and said stubbornly: "What? I am so vicious, is this the first time you know?! Wasn't it because of my viciousness that you got your current status as a Juren?" Is it?! Isn't it my viciousness that makes you less of a stumbling block in the Lu family?!"

"You dislike me now? Why didn't you dislike me back then!" Shang Zhuojun stared at He Zun.

"You..." He Zun was so angry that he raised his hand to hit her,

Shocked, Shang Zhuojun flinched, then gritted his teeth and stared at He Zun stubbornly. He Zun shook off his hand heavily, pushed her out of the door, and slammed the door shut!

Wen Qiurong died, and the doctor confirmed that she died so quietly that she didn't even have time to say the last word to He Zun.

When He Zun heard the news, he suddenly seemed to be ten years older. He looked at Wen Qiurong who was lying on the bed with a satisfied smile, and his heart gradually sank.

This woman, who has been with him for more than ten years, did not eat well or dress well in the He family. She never complained. He Zun knew that Shang Zhuojun would sometimes make things difficult for her on purpose, but he had something in mind for her marrying into the Lu family. She was angry and couldn't let go of the estrangement, so she never took care of it, and she never complained in front of him.

She is always so gentle in front of him, so gentle that it hurts, and she is so coaxing when she is sad and crying, and she can be quiet and peaceful when she says a few good words...

It seems that as long as there is him, there is the whole world.

And now this woman who regarded him as the whole world... died... just like that without warning... died...