Chapter 113 Crying Wind Eves and Night Rain Bells

Ye City, Hefu.

Hefu set up a mourning hall. Marshal He Fan, the general of Ye City, died on the battlefield and was praised and respected by the people. In the past few days, there has been an endless stream of people coming to mourn.

Next to He Fan's coffin is He Lingran's coffin. This strange woman in the former army also died after giving birth to a daughter on the day of Menghua's raid on the Guoxin coalition.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the mourners have also left.

In the mourning hall, the cold star dressed in sackcloth and filial piety knelt down on the grass ball, motionless.

Wang Ma came in with a bowl of porridge and shouted cold star:

"Aunt..."

"What's wrong?" Han Xing heard the sound and raised his head with no light and expression on his face.

"How much do you want to eat? This man is iron rice and steel, and the iron man can't stand it... The old man and the lady have gone. You are sad, but there is not a little lady to take care of. At least you can have some food..."

Mother Wang's eyes turned red.

"I know, you go down."

The cold star answered weakly.

"Wang's mother..." Han Yue entered the mourning hall, took the bowl in Wang's mother's hand, and motioned Wang's mother to go out.

"Brother, what do you do if you don't eat or drink? Who do you want to show? Up to now, what kind of son-in-law should you be? Or do it to those who come to mourn outside and tell them that you are a good son-in-law of your family? Or do it for Yan Niang, Ling Xiao and me?"

Han Yue put the porridge on the ground and asked coldly.

The cold star suddenly looked up, and his eyes were full of anger.

"Look at you, how long has it been? How much have you lost? Have you been injured on the battlefield? Can you deal with the wound? Would the enemy be very proud to see General Mu Hanxing so weak, with no fighting spirit and a decadent face?

Han Yue didn't care about Han Xing's angry face and laughed wantonly.

"Don't stare at me, I'm telling the truth. Also, do you want that child? If you insist that he doesn't hold her and don't want her, Yan Niang and I will take her away. It's the blood of the Mu family. You don't want it, I want it.

"Nonsense!" The cold star scolded in a low voice.

"Then you don't even look at it. It's also your child..." Han Yue sat on the grass next to Han Xing and looked at her brother, and couldn't help but feel heartache. Han Yue has always disliked Han Xing's publicity and domineering, but looking at his depressed face, he can't bear it: "Brother, you are a smart man. What happened and what can't be changed? Don't you know why can't you fight with yourself?"

The cold star was speechless, and there were tears in his eyes. He looked up at the two coffins in front of him and frowned tightly.

In summer, it is sunny and rainy. The day is still sunny, but suddenly, there is lightning and thunder outside. The cold wind blew in, blowing the candlelight of the mourning hall, and the white flag swayed. The cold moon couldn't help but be afraid and grabbed the cold star's sleeve.

"Are you still afraid of this? Are you afraid of thunder or the mourning hall..."

"There is a lot of gloomy here." Snuggling up to her brother, Han Yue answered the question.

"It's okay. I didn't do anything wrong, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. There is nothing terrible..."

The cold star said lightly.

"You also feel that you haven't done anything wrong, so why do you torture yourself like this? Are you torturing yourself or Yan Niang and us?

The cold moon is dissatisfied.

"I'm not torturing myself, I just feel sad. I have never known about Ling Ran's physical condition. Now think about it, I have never cared about her and really paid attention to her joys and sorrows. I was really hypocritical and perfunctory to her. It was probably because it broke her that she thought of using this way to make me remember her..."

Tears flashed in the eyes of the cold star.

"She always said sorry to you before she died. She didn't mean to blame you. She would be very happy if she could hear this. In fact, she left at ease, because she believes that you can understand her painstaking efforts and that your children can get the best treatment. ...If you fall into such a mood, you will be sorry for her. Her physique is very special. This pregnancy is your only chance to have a child. How could she give up?

Han Yue comforted Han Xing: "Brother, don't do this. You know how much you hurt Lingxiao and Yan Niang that night. In fact, we hesitated for a long time, but it was my sister-in-law who has been begging Ling Xiao and Yan Niang. Yan Niang later wanted to find you, but I stopped her. If you blame yourself, just blame yourself.

The cold star raised its eyes and stared at the cold moon.

"Yan Niang said that you have to decide what to do. Otherwise, she can't face you or Ling Ran. She is afraid that you have no face to face the world, but this is the last choice of Ling Ran's life. If not, you and Ling Ran will live a lifetime with irreparable pain. What a long suffering, according to Ling Ran's nature, but can't stand it?"

The cold star said no and quietly listened to the cold moon's question.

"Even if she is alive, do you love her?"

"I don't know. At the beginning, I also thought about trying to make do with it for the rest of my life. Later, the relationship between the He family and a veteran in the army was very bad, and I couldn't help talking coldly to Ling Ran. In fact, I also know that even if they discussed something with the emperor in advance about marriage, even if Ling Ran said something, Ling Ran did not want to suppress me and doubt my meaning. At that time, I just felt very wronged and twisted everything I did. I just don't want to live the next day. Until later, the minister still admonished me that I had to bow my head. After that, it was a day-to-day camouflage. Acting modestly, I really didn't care about them..."

The cold star said slowly, tears welled out, and his head leaned against the shoulder of the cold moon.

Han Yue gently stroked Han Xing's shoulder. The thoughts of Han Xing probably rarely confide in people.

"I have always felt that I am wronged and helpless, and I have wronged the people around me. She must have been heart-wounded... She didn't think she was good, but now she has lost it and found that she is such a good person to herself. I would rather die for my child, and I can't do anything.

"You should take good care of your child, which is also her comfort." The cold moon comforted softly.

"Do you know? That child is very good at crying. He cries every day when he is full of milk and doesn't sleep well at night. In order to take care of her, Yan Niang and Ling Xiao took turns looking at her at night and stayed up for several days.

Han Xing's body stiffened, but he didn't say anything.

"It's really Ling Ran's idea. Otherwise, Ling Xiao is a doctor. How could he easily make such a decision? Moreover, there are Yan Niang... How can you complain that they didn't take good care of their sister-in-law? What you said wronged us to death. Even if I know that you are angry, Ling Xiao can understand. What do you want Yan Niang to think? She is a ** person. If even you misunderstand her like this, how can she face others?

"I know. Stop talking..."

For a long time, Cold Star Road.

Han Yue took a long breath and knew that Han Xing had listened to her words.

Relatives or Yu Bei, others have also sung. The dead are dead, and the living have to continue to walk the rest of the way. There is no result that doesn't hurt people, let's just think it's right.

Han Yue looked at Ling Ran's coffin and thought that Ling Ran should be content to see this scene.

With a sudden thunder, the cold moon shouted with an "ah" and suddenly jumped into the arms of the cold star, in horror.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you afraid of this?"

Han Xing frowned and comforted his sister.

"After returning to Jiaxing, I always dreamed of my master..." Han Yue muttered faintly and suddenly shut up.

"The emperor's earth is on the top, and the palace masters of all generations are in front of him. Mei Zhixue, a disciple of the Cold Flower Palace, vowed to be loyal to the Cold Flower Palace in this life and to the ancestral teachings of the Cold Flower Palace, and will never violate it. I will never leave the Cold Flower Palace in this life. If I break my oath, people and gods will abandon me!"

"The snow will make every effort to maintain the cold flower palace and never give up. Lenghua Palace does not succumb to any sect and does not join any sect! If you break your oath, you are willing to suffer all the sufferings in the world!"

From returning to Jiaxing, she may have lived in the room where the master lived. Since then, Zhengzheng's vows have echoed in her ears from time to time. Master, Uncle Tong, who was wrongly killed by her, appeared in her dreams from time to time.

It seems that there is still retribution.

Han Yue sighed in her heart, but she was unwilling to show her vulnerability in front of Han Xing.

After all, the warmth can't hide the strangeness between the two for many years. My brother looked down on himself in the bottom of his heart, and Han Yue resolutely stood up:

"I'm leaving. Go and see Yan Niang."

"Okay." Looking at the cold moon leaving, the cold star wanted to stop talking.

"Baby, don't cry... Baby, don't cry..."

Ling Ran held the child in his arms and said softly.

"Such a small child can't understand."

Yan Niang asked hesitantly, "This is useless."

In the room, Ling Xiao and Yan Niang were at a loss holding the baby who had just been born a few days ago.

A few days after birth, the little face is still a little wrinkled, but it often cries. Healthy children are not safe.

Obviously, just after dinner, the child still pouted and cried from time to time. Ling Xiao put his index finger into the baby's pink mouth, and the baby spit out bubbles and still cried.

"This child was born without a mother, and her father didn't look at it. She knew that she was aggrieved, so she kept crying."

Mother Wang sighed.

Outside, the lightning flashed, the thunder roared, and the child seemed to respond to the sound outside, crying more and more fiercely.

"I'll find Brother Mu!"

Yan Niang frowned and said firmly.

"Don't go. He's angry and slowed down."

Ling Xiao dissuaded.

"If he hates, if he complains, just hate me. It doesn't matter how he misunderstands us, but how can he ignore this child in exchange for his sister-in-law's life?

As soon as Yan Niang's words came out, she burst into tears.

Yan Niang watched Ling Ran die in pain, remembering her eyes full of nostalgia and expectation before she died. She only looked at her child and didn't even have time to hug her.

That kind of love shocked Yan Niang.

"Take care of my child and Brother Mu..."

This is the last sentence in the life of the elegant and magnificent woman. At the last moment before her death, Ling Ran took Yan Niang's hand and entrusted her with her last wish.

How can she fail her?