Chapter 91 Before the reunion and parting

Out of Yi Hui, Yan Niang hurriedly left Yi's house and rushed to Meihua Embroidery Village. However, she was still a step late, and Han Yue had left Meihua Embroidery Village.

Yanniang finally waited for Hanyue to come back and waited for the news that her mother had left Huangzhou.

Why did your mother leave? What's going on?"

Yan Niang asked in surprise.

Han Yue gently held Yan Niang in her arms, suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, and said in a calm tone as much as possible:

"I persuaded my aunt to leave."

Yan Niang pushed the cold moon away:

"What did you say? Why did you do this?"

"Yanniang, listen to me..." Han Yue took Yan Niang's arm: "Now Uncle Yi knows about this matter. He can't tolerate it, and the Yi family can't tolerate it. My aunt has to leave. This can't be said by you, it can only be said by me..."

"Why!" Yan Niang looked at Han Yue in disbelief: "Sister, what are you talking about? What have you done? What are you on?"

"Yanniang, I'm sorry..."

The cold moon is heartbreaking.

At the beginning, she found her aunt to help her reunite with her mother. At that time, the wind was clear and the moon was white and everything was beautiful. At that time, it was indeed the mother's kindness and children's filial piety. However, they all think too simply. They are all people who can't be masters, nor their own masters. From the time they could only secretly see Liu, and from the time they carefully and anxiously took Liu back to Huangzhou, they have planted the cause for today's fruit.

From today, my brother came to her with an angry face and told her that Uncle Yi's anger and Yi Hui's situation, Hanyue knew that this time, they had become fish on other people's board. They don't have the power to fight back and can't be afraid to fight back. Then, if they persist, it's just that more people will be hurt more...

The connection they have established must be destroyed by them. There will always be one to be this villain, and it can't be Yi Hui and Yan Niang, so it can only be her. Liu's helpless crying and shouting echoed in her heart. Zhuang'er pulled the corner of Han Yue with a blank face and asked the question that Han Yue was powerless to answer... Finally, she watched their mother and son being sent to the car and leave.

Yi's family is relieved, but Han Yue herself is no longer relieved. Yan Niang cried and refused to pay attention to her apology. Think about it, Brother Hui also has to blame himself.

There is a trace of bitterness in Hanyue's heart.

"Tell me where my mother has gone?"

Yan Niang asked coldly, like looking at a stranger.

"My brother arranged for someone to send her back to Yecheng. As for the next arrangement, I don't know."

Han Yue told each other frankly.

"Why do you make the decision for us! She is our mother, our mother..."

Yan Niang cried bitterly and collapsed on the ground.

Han Yue also half knelt on the ground and gently put Yan Niang in her arms:

"Yanniang, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. My sister doesn't want you to be sad, and she is also willing to help you find your relatives, but this is the only way. We have no other way..."

Yan Niang tried her hard to break free from the cold moon and stared angrily:

"You all say hello to me and brother, but have you considered our feelings? She is our mother. You actually forced our mother away and said that it was a last resort for us. Do you still have any humanity?" Yan Niang wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and cried, "Do you know that my brother was locked in the warehouse, endured the pain and asked me to come to you, because he trusted you, but what have you done? Are you worthy of him?"

"Yanniang, I'm sorry..."

Tears of the cold moon gushed out.

How can she not know the cruelty and coldness of doing this? She is also reluctant to be helpless, but in the face of Yan Niang's accusations, she is also indefensible. I can only let helpless tears fall.

Who knows her helplessness?

"Why is it like this? To make the world, I am the only one... Who do you think I should believe? Who can I trust?"

Yan Niang collapsed to the ground and cried feebly: "Even if Dad will embarras us, even if they don't agree, as long as we don't give up, there is hope. I'm not lonely, and I don't feel bitter. Even if it's death, it's better for a family to die together than to be so lonely... It's wrong for her to abandon us. Isn't it guilty that we abandoned her this time?

The cold moon closed her eyes in pain and let the hot tears fall.

From home, Yan Niang sat in front of the window, motionless. Without talking or crying, even if Han Xing stood in front of the window, she didn't want to look up again.

Yan Niang sat quietly, and Han Xing had been standing outside, quietly looking at the pure and flawless woman under the window without saying a word.

Finally, it was Han Xing who couldn't help pushing the door of Yan Niang's hut.

The room is very clean, and the decoration is neat and simple. Several elegant paintings and an elegant piano show the interest of the owner of the house.

However, there is an extra depression at this moment.

Such a low, cold star can't breathe.

"This is my room. Did I say you could come in?"

Yan Niang asked coldly.

Cold Star frowns:

"Yan Niang, I know you blame me, blame me, hate me... It doesn't matter how you treat me, but you have to take good care of yourself."

"Why should I blame you? You are loyal to your father. What you do is probably at your father's instructions. What's more, you did it for your brother and me to suffer less. What Dad doesn't agree with, my brother and I, even if we fight to death, I guess we can't do it..."

Yanniang said leisurely that her voice was calm, but without any feelings.

Han Xing feels very strange to such a Yan Niang. It was himself who tore apart this pure woman's dreamy and kind world, buried her yearning family affection with his own hands, and destroyed the trust between them with his own hands.

"I'm sorry." The cold star said painfully.

"Brother Mu is dedicated to the Yi family, loyal to his father, and exhausted for my brother and me. How could he say this? However, it was Yan Niang who betrayed Brother Mu's good intentions. Yan Niang has always admired the eldest brother, and Brother Mu has always been so capable..."

The voice of Yan Niang's praise is full of coldness.

"In Brother Mu's choice, will there be a day when he will abandon Yan Niang for more important things? Just like, for the sake of my father's wisdom, Brother Mu and I can force my brother and I to abandon my mother..."

It seemed that a sharp blade went straight into the bottom of his heart, which hurt his heart. Han Xing's body trembled and reluctantly stood straight.

"Yanniang, I am willing to protect you with my life..."

Han Xing said slowly, and his tone was still calm, as if he were saying an ordinary thing.

For a long time, no one spoke in the room, and Han Xing turned around and left.

The sound of Yan Niang's piano sounded from dusk. The sound of the piano was soft, clear and clear, refreshing, silky, and never broken.

Yi Hui leaned against **, frowned and closed his eyes in pain.

"Young master, what's wrong with you? Have you survived the pain on your body?

Zhang Fu stayed by Yi Hui's side, observed his look and asked softly.

Yi Hui waved gently:

"I'm fine. Don't worry."

Yi Hui's cough has improved a lot and no longer coughs blood. However, his expression is much more depressed than in the morning. Even if he is reluctantly smiling and peaceful, he has disappeared. Zhang Fu saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart.

The door was pushed open and the cold star stepped in.

"Uncle Zhang, open the chain in Yi Hui's hand. Also, I'll talk to Yi Hui. Can you go out first?"

The cold star said slowly. Zhang Fu looked at the cold star with a serious and cold face, and then at Yi Hui, who looked sad. He was particularly worried, but it was hard to say more. He took out the key, helped Yi Hui open the chain on his wrist, and then turned out.

Yi Hui stood up and left, bowed to the cold star.

"Brother Mu..."

"I have sent someone away, and it's time for you to give everyone an explanation." Han Xing said coldly, paying attention to the injury and sadness in Yi Hui's eyes.

"Since you have sent people away, what else do I need to say? Do you say I'm wrong, or can I never go to her again? Why, no one usually listens to me and no one cares about what I want to say?

Yi Hui said slowly.

Han Xing suddenly raised his hand and threw a heavy slap on Yi Hui. Yi Hui was caught off guard and staddered and almost fell down. The corners of Yi Hui's mouth bleed, but he insisted on staring at the cold star. In the eyes, there is humiliation and unwillingness.

"Yi Hui, if you don't want to suffer more, you'd better think about how to talk before you talk."

The cold star said coldly.

"I thought about it for a long time, and now I have to figure out that all I have to do is listen to my father. It's enough to be a doll. I am also a sword of the Yi family. The sword needs to be tempered, extremely sharp and invincible, but nothing belongs to this sword. No one cares whether this sword is unwilling to endure the refining of water and fire, and whether it is willing to drink blood ruthlessly... Brother Mu, if life is just a sword, then what's the benefit of life?"

Yi Hui looked at the cold star quietly and said slowly. In the clear and gentle eyes of the past, now they are full of despair...

"What are you talking about?" Han Xing was furious and grabbed Yi Hui's collar: "What's the matter, even if it's a sword? Even if it is a sword, you have no choice! Is it just for this that you have to look for life?"

Yi Hui closed his eyes and refused to see the cold star.

Han Xing threw Yi Hui to the ground and slammed the door.

Yi Hui knelt on the ground and couldn't help coughing, causing severe pain in his body.

For many years, no matter how hard he is, no matter how beautiful he is in front of people, he is just the teenager who has done something wrong. He can't argue, can't be redeemed, and has no way back.

When the cold star came in again, he had a ferocious whip in his hand.

Yi Hui's eyes were cold, and he slowly untied his upper clothes and only left the middle clothes. He looked up at the cold star, his eyes were wet, and he wanted to stop talking.

Han Xing's hand trembled slightly, and finally raised the whip.

The whip tore the air and hit Yi Hui's back heavily. Yi Hui suddenly fell to the ground. The whip with inverted thorns punctured his white coat, and Yin's blood overflowed. Under the severe pain, Yi Hui couldn't help curling up.

The cold star used his strength to see blood. After ten consecutive whips, Yi Hui's back was red. He sweated profusely and gritted his teeth to resist the severe pain on his body.

"Yi Hui, I don't want to talk to you with a whip, but you know what you did this time is so disappointing! Go your own way, do whatever you want, and deceive yourself. Think about it, should you be beaten or not!"

Yi Hui clenched his teeth and said no words.

"You are self-righte and filial to your mother. Don't you need to be filial to your father? Don't you understand between the trade-offs?

Han Xing scolded and waved a fierce whip.

"Yi Hui, whether you like it or not, you have to apologize to your father-in-law. Whether you like it or not, you can't go to her anymore! You have to say this!"

The cold star ordered.

Yi Hui struggled to stand up, and the pain on his body made his consciousness a little blurred and sweaty, but in his eyes, he was still firm:

"No matter what you say, it won't change me as my mother's son. Even if she is a degeneration and she betrays, she is still my mother, flesh and blood. Is it beneficial for you to ask me to say this?"

With a heavy wave of jade-like whip, Yi Hui could no longer hold on. He kept rolling and moaning, struggling under the ubiquitous whip...

"Brother..."

Yanniang shouted sadly, broke into the door and rushed to Yi Hui.

She was very fast, and Yi Hui and Han Xing did not react, and the whip raised by Han Xing fell heavily on Yan Niang. The bloody whip scratched a blood stain on Yan Niang's white clothes.

Yan Niang knelt on the ground and held Yi Hui in her arms, ignored the wound on her shoulder and the stunned cold star.

"Brother, brother..." Yan Niang's face was full of tears: "How are you?"

Yi Hui put one hand on his sister's shoulder and his voice was weak:

"Brother is fine. Yan Niang doesn't cry..."

"Brother..." Yan Niang hugged Yi Hui, scratched his red and swollen cheeks, and tears fell on Yi Hui's face like broken beads: "How can they treat us like this? How can they do that?"

"Yan Niang..." Han Xing bent down with heartache and stretched out his hand to Yan Niang.

"Don't come near us, don't come near us!"

Yan Niang shouted harshly, and there was a deep resentment in her eyes full of tears.

Han Xing's hand hung in mid-air and unconsciously frowned.

The sudden turn of the situation was unexpected by him.

"Yanniang, go out, I have something to say to Yi Hui!"

Gritting his teeth to win the heart, the cold order of the cold star.

"Talk? How to speak? Use the bloody whip in your hand! It's you who should go out. This is my home. How can you do this to us..."

Yan Niang sobbed.

The cold star frowned. Although the heart is like a knife, it is still motionless.

"Don't do this." Yi Hui took Yan Niang's hand: "Don't talk nonsense..."

"Brother Mu, I answered, and I answered everything you said..." Yi Hui endured the severe pain, but his voice trembled but was still clear.

The whip in Han Xing's hand fell to the ground and turned away, leaving only a pair of brothers and sisters hugging and crying in the room.