After being scum, the little widow was reborn

, Shen Yiheng stopped.

"Today, this building seems to be extremely lively."

"Returning to His Royal Highness, I heard that there seems to be an opera singer from the capital. His singing is melodious and long, and his voice is outstanding. This has attracted countless people."

"The capital city..." Shen Yiheng watched the bustle there from a distance, perhaps because he had just returned from the capital city, Shen Yiheng wanted to go there at this moment, so he got out of the carriage, "Go and have a look."

When he walked in, he heard a voice that attracted countless people. Shen Yiheng thought it was really nice, but he always felt a little familiar, so he looked carefully at the person on the stage.

The thick makeup covered the original face, but Shen Yiheng still felt familiar, and he desperately wondered where he had seen it before.

At the end of the song, the person on the stage left, Shen Yiheng chased after seeing this.

After hesitating at the door for a while, Shen Yiheng finally knocked on the door.

Fu Bingmo had just removed his makeup at this time, and went to open the door with his long hair loose.

The strange man stood outside the door, "Excuse me..."

-

Another ten days passed, and Jiang Rong was so sick that he didn't even have the strength to stand up. He slept all day long, Liu Yuan was afraid that he would not wake up, so he dared not take his eyes off him.

His whole body hurts, Jiang Rong thought in a daze, moving his fingers would be unbearable pain.He didn't know where this pain started, he only knew that it was very uncomfortable, and he might as well die.

Looking at the sunshine outside the window, Jiang Rong's body was getting colder and colder. He called Liu Yuan, saying that it was cold and wanted to make firewood for warmth. Liu Yuan looked at him with sad eyes, picked up Dongzhi and handed it to Fang Fang Shi.

"I don't think Ah Rong is very well, please take care of me for a day first, Dongzhi."

"Okay..." Fang's heart skipped a beat, and when he took Dongzhi, his fingers were trembling.

According to Jiang Rong's intention, the firewood was lit, and the room was actually not cold. Liu Yuan was wearing a thin shirt, which was almost soaked in sweat. It's cold inside.

"Uncle Liu, am I... dying?" He looked at the roof of the house with empty eyes and said to Liu Yuan.

"Arong hopes what kind of person Dongzhi will become in the future." Liu Yuan avoided this topic, sitting on the edge of Jiang Rong's bed, holding Jiang Rong's hand.

"Dong Zhi." Jiang Rong seemed to really start to think about this problem. After a while, he smiled, but the pain in his body prevented him from laughing, "Dong Zhi just needs to be safe and happy."

As long as he is safe and happy, Jiang Rong has nothing else to ask for, and he dare not ask for it.

"Yeah." Liu Yuan just quietly accompanied him like this, Jiang Rong turned over and buried his face in Liu Yuan's palm, suddenly there were many, many words in his heart, he had too many regrets.

"I shouldn't have fallen in love with him." This was his biggest realization, "I shouldn't have let him ruin my life."

"Uncle Liu..."

"I'm here." Liu Yuan slowly wiped the tears from his eyes, Jiang Rong looked at him tearfully, "I'm so tired, so miserable..."

He recalled this life, as if there was only suffering left.

Being ignored, ridiculed, beaten and scolded, the days he spent in fear and avoidance every day, as well as everything in Liangcheng, almost became his shadow.The former Lu Ganjun's kindness to him was gradually covered by hatred, and he could no longer remember the sweetness.

"Sleep, it won't be hard to fall asleep." Instead of such painful work, it is better to let go and be free.

Clutching the clothes on his chest tightly, Jiang Rong gasped for breath, and the bloody breath surged up, making his face turn purple.

He grabbed Liu Yuan with his other hand like a life-saving straw, and he opened his mouth to gulp out blood. After vomiting all the blood, Jiang Rong lost his strength even more, "Uncle Liu..." He said with difficulty A sentence, "Why, why am I so bitter..."

He knew that there was no answer, and all the suffering in his life was self-inflicted, starting from meeting that person.

Countless tears poured out of his widened eyes, Jiang Rong smiled and closed his eyes, and there was a throbbing pain in his lower abdomen, Jiang Rong trembled as if he had reacted to something.

"Lu Ganjun..." He was like a desperate puppet, letting the severe pain under his body sweep over him, his fingers grabbed Liu Yuan's arm with such strength that he almost pinched him to bleed, "I hate you... Lu Ganjun ,I hate……"

He couldn't blame others, but he really hated the man who promised him and then abandoned him.

"Arong, don't think about him anymore."

Struggling painfully, Jiang Rong couldn't hear Liu Yuan's words, he only tried his last bit of strength, "Dong Zhi... Uncle Liu, take care of me..."

"Don't worry, I will take good care of Dongzhi."

After getting his affirmative answer, Jiang Rong finally let go of his hand in relief, with nostalgia in his eyes, "I'm going to find my father, after me, someone will love me again..."

His body gradually became lighter, and Jiang Rong let the darkness sweep over him, that's fine, in the future, it won't hurt anymore...

The hand on the arm slowly dropped, and fell heavily on the bed, Liu Yuan didn't dare to look at it, he closed his eyes, feeling like a knife was twisting his heart.

When he opened it again, Liu Yuan seemed to be a few years older all of a sudden, he twitched the corners of his mouth wearily, and smoothed Jiang Rong's hair gently.

"From now on, there will be no more pain, no bitterness."

-

Today is the day of great joy after the closure. Chang'an Street is bustling with activity, with constant beating of gongs and drums.

The queen's sedan chair was carried out from the general's mansion, surrounded by people all the way, and the crowd was talking about the person in the sedan chair, saying that he was virtuous, virtuous, generous and benevolent, and had the demeanor of a queen.

The sedan chair was about to enter the gate of the palace. It was a sunny day just now, but suddenly there was a gust of wind. The sudden strong wind blew the sedan chair swaying. Lift the sedan chair.

In the palace, Lu Ganjun was dressed in happy attire, but there was no joy on his face. Seeing the sudden change of sky outside, Lu Ganjun felt a little relaxed.

He didn't know why, he had already decided to be the empress, and he often thought of Jiang Ronglai. Today, the empress is going to marry into the palace, but Lu Ganjun feels like quitting.

The sky darkened extremely quickly, the big raindrops fell down, the wind blew people untenable, and there were no pedestrians on the street anymore.

This day is obviously not suitable for marriage, so Lu Ganjun ordered the Ministry of Rites to reschedule the date.After taking off the wedding clothes on his body, he felt relaxed.

Such weather is indeed unsuitable for marriage.

The rain was pouring down, the sky in July was so cold that people were shivering, and there was loud thunder in the sky, which seemed to be crying and mourning.

This day is clearly suitable for funerals.