Chapter 90 Before Gathering and Farewell

In late spring, the weather is already very warm. The courtyard is full of green grass and flowers.

In the morning, as soon as Yan Niang finished grooming, she saw Han Xing standing in the courtyard.

"Brother Mu, good morning! When did you come back? Come to me?"

Yanniang came out and greeted her with a smile.

"I came back last night. Yan Niang, I have a few words to ask you..."

The cold star looked tired and cold.

Yan Niang frowned and wondered:

"What happened? Otherwise, sit in Brother Mu's room.

"Yan Niang..." Han Xing reached out and took Yan Niang's hand: "Yan Niang, I want to hear you, not me asking you. Tell me, are you hiding something from me? Why did you go to Ye City? Why don't you tell me anything?"

Yan Niang wanted to pull out her hand, but was tightly held by Han Xing. Her eyes flashed, avoiding the cold star's direct eyes, and lowered her head slightly, but refused to speak. Yan Niang's beautiful long hair fell down and blocked her cheeks.

"Yan Niang..." Han Xing let go of Yan Niang's hand and sighed, "After all, you can't trust me... You don't have to hide it from me. I already know that many people in my father-law know. You took your mother over, right?"

Yan Niang turned around suddenly and stared at the cold star doubtfully, unbelievable.

"How do you know?"

"Where is the impervious wall? You have already done it, how can you not let others know? How long can it be kept secret? Now, even the people of He Jiajun know..."

Yan Niang was stunned.

"My father-in-law is very angry. He can't tolerate such a thing. The father-in-law means that you can send her some silver and let her go back to Yecheng. After that, the Yi family will not have contact with her.

Although I couldn't hide the slight disappointment in my heart, Han Xing's voice was still peaceful.

"But she is our mother..."

Yan Niang muttered, "She loved us, and she loved us. In this world, we have very few relatives. Can't we tolerate her? Even if she abandoned us, even if she abandoned the Yi family, she has suffered for so many years, can't we forgive her?

"Yanniang, many times, it's not enough to be kind." Han Xing raised his hand and brushed Yan Niang's hair and pinned her long hair blown by the breeze behind his ears. He looked at the pure and flawless woman in front of him affectionately, and his eyes were full of love and pity: "Yan Niang, there is no turning this matter. There is no way to keep everyone from getting hurt. The father-in-law locked Yi Hui in the warehouse in the backyard and locked him with a chain. If he doesn't bow his head, I'm afraid he won't let him out easily... I don't want to see you sad, but if you want to solve the problem, you can only do what your father-in-law said.

"Dad locked my brother in the backyard?" Yan Niang asked.

"Yes. He seems to have suffered some injuries and doesn't know how the injury is. Go and see him and persuade him.

The cold star sighed and said feebly.

"Are you here to tell me this? Why do you all think you are right? Can you ask my brother, my sister, and me?" Yan Niang asked coldly. She has no dispute with the world, not because she is ignorant, but because she has nothing to ask for. However, the mother of a blind date is her most important relative. How can she say that she won't meet if she doesn't see her?

In Yan Niang's eyes, what she saw was different from usual determination, as well as disappointment, indifference and complaint.

Han Xing frowned slightly. At this moment, in Yan Niang's eyes, he is also an accomplice to force them and oppress them. Originally, this was a family matter of the Yi family, and he was an outsider who was inconvenient to intervene.

"Yan Niang, I'm sorry, I don't want you to be sad."

"You asked me why I didn't tell you, because I knew that if I told you, you would stop us and you would even tell your father. Your ideas are different from ours, and your brothers and sisters are different. Brother Mu, you don't understand me..."

Yan Niang blows her breath like an orchid. Still a beautiful voice, soft words, slowly said. However, every word in her mouth seemed to cross Han Xing's heart, which was in sharp pain.

It's not that I don't understand you or don't feel sorry for you, but many things that I can't do and support you.

The cold star frowned and said nothing.

Yan Niang, who has no strings, probably can't hear his voice. I can't hear his pain, entanglement and struggle.

"Yan Niang, I hope to give you happiness, as long as you can trust me..."

Yanniang didn't say a word, nod or deny it.

"He Jiajun's people are still in the barracks. I'm going back to the barracks. Yan Niang, think about it and go to see Yi Hui when you have time."

The cold star said, turned around and left Yan Niang's yard.

For a long time, Yan Niang stood in the courtyard, motionless. The morning sun painted a delicate shadow of Tingting on the ground.

When Yan Niang stepped into the door of the backyard, she heard her brother and housekeeper Zhang Fu talking again.

"Young master, how do you cough up blood? It's unlucky for this young man to cough blood..."

"Uncle Zhang, I'm fine. The martial arts practitioner has not been injured. This is nothing."

Half leaning on **, although Yi Hui's face was pale and his eyes were black, his expression was still calm. He still tried his best to comfort the housekeeper who came to deliver food to him.

Zhang Fu sighed:

"Oh, how can you work hard to practice this good martial arts? However, the more people who know martial arts, the more they will be injured. What's the reason? The young master has such a good nature and is excellent everywhere, but he is the most punished by the master..."

A woman said this. At that time, they went abroad and accompanied each other for thousands of miles. However, in the end, the woman died for him... Sure enough, she was a useless person to protect a weak woman around her and asked the woman to save him. Yi Hui laughed at himself secretly.

"Cough..." Yi Hui suddenly coughed violently again. He gritted his teeth and resisted, but there was still blood pouring up in his body. Yi Hui clenched his lips and swallowed the sweet blood, but there was still a little blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Young master, you're fine..."

Zhang Fu looked at Yi Hui's situation and was scared: "Why don't I go to Miss Huo? She is good at medicine..."

Yi Hui shook his head and smiled reluctantly:

"Uncle Zhang, don't go. How can I see her so depressed like this? I'm fine. Don't worry. Just put the meal here.

Zhang Fu looked at the clever child in front of him and couldn't help feeling sad. In his eyes, Yi Hui is gentle and sensible, modest, and always acts cautiously and seriously. He is a person who can't make mistakes, but this most reassuring child was punished the most severely. Originally, he was a handsome and noble young master, but now he is locked in the cabin and endures the pain. He is afraid of worrying and comforts him desperately.

Zhang Fu patted Yi Hui on the shoulder, and tears rolled in his eyes:

"Good boy, the old slave said that he regarded you as his own child. But he is a child. If he should cry, he should laugh and laugh. He is still the age of shooting rabbits and drinking games. I feel sad when you are like this... What kind of mistake is it to make such a child so heavy..."

Yi Hui smiled sadly. Such a day was something he had never had ever had and dared not hope for. Father, do you know that you are hurt so badly? Will it hurt? He couldn't help ups and downs, but it drove a burst of sharp pain in his body. Yi Hui grabbed Zhang Fu's hand and covered his pain:

"With Uncle Zhang's words, Yi Hui also knows that there are still people in the world who love Yi Hui..."

"Brother..."

Yan Niang stood at the door with tears on her face.

"Yanniang..." Yi Hui gently called his sister.

Yan Niang knelt impulsively in front of her brother's bed, buried her head in her brother's chest, and cried:

"Brother..."

Zhang Fu looked at the brother and sister and sighed out.

Yi Hui gently stroked her sister's long hair, full of love and pity:

"What's going on? Don't cry, Yan Niang, don't cry, okay?"

It took Yan Niang to stop her sadness and looked up at her weak brother. From the sadness, her shoulders trembled and still choked slightly.

Yi Hui reached out and wiped the tears on Yan Niang's face:

"No crying, no sadness. My brother is fine. My brother is fine.

"Brother vomited blood?" Yan Niang looked at the corners of Yi Hui's mouth and asked, "Dad hit him? Why did Dad do so hard? You are his own son..."

"I'm not seriously injured. Don't worry, I'm fine. Why did you come here? Will your father or mother come to you? Yi Hui asked worriedly.

He is the master who brought his mother to Huangzhou. Now that something has happened, he has no regrets about any punishment, but he can't implicate his pure and flawless sister who doesn't care about the world.

"It's Brother Mu. He asked me to persuade you."

"Well..."

"Brother, why do they all want to force us? Why can't they let us make our own decisions?" Yan Niang asked infatuatedly. Yan Niang's beautiful face was full of tears. In the past, her bright eyes were full of pain and sadness. She was like an injured deer with nowhere to escape. Everything around her was strange and horrible.

"Yan Niang is not afraid. No one will hurt Yan Niang. Yan Niang and her brother, and Brother Mu are protecting..."

Yi Hui smiled calmly with the usual broad smile.

"But my brother is suffering. Brother Mu, he won't help us at all.

"Brother Mu has his helplessness. Don't blame him. It's enough for him to be good to Yan Niang.

Yi Hui took Yan Niang's hand and kissed her gently on her lips:

"Yanniang, be brave... Brother, I have something to ask you. We need to help our mother now, Yan Niang, do you dare to do it?

Yan Niang nodded without thinking:

"Father has a father's position, but we are still a mother's child. Do you blame your mother?" Yi Hui asked softly.

Yan Niang shook her head:

"Brother forgives his mother, and Yan Niang also forgives his mother. When I was in Ye City, by my mother's side, Yan Niang knew that she loved us and felt so happy..."

"Okay. Yan Niang, go out now, go to Meihuaxiu Village to find Hanyue, and ask her to take her mother away to a safer and more appropriate place. Remember, be careful!" Yi Hui held his sister's hand tightly and solemnly explained.

"Okay."

"Don't tell anyone." Yi Hui pondered for a moment: "Chuang'er's illness is still taking medicine according to the original prescription. Don't look for Huo Lingxiao first."

Yan Niang was slightly puzzled, but she didn't ask much.

"Okay, you promise your brother..." Yi Hui grabbed Yan Niang's hand with infinite tenderness in his eyes: "Yan Niang, if you are found, whether it is your father, grandma or mother, you have to say that I let you go."

"Brother..." Yan Niang frowned.

"Promise me." Yi Hui said persistently, "I have been locked up here, and nothing will happen. You are my best sister. Don't get hurt and don't let me worry.

Yan Niang nodded with tears.