Chapter 129 Such a good day is not last night

At dusk, the sun sets.

The autumn wind is gradually rising, blowing pieces of yellow leaves. The withered yellow leaves flew in the air like butterflies and finally slowly fell to the ground.

The wind gradually cooled down, and the cold moon put on its cloak and stood in this ordinary farm yard, quietly looking at the falling yellow leaves and the man sitting not far away. Yi Hui was dressed in a gray dress of coarse cloth and leaned on the stone table with his elbows under his cheeks, as if he was resting.

The hourglass has passed, and half an hour has passed...

The standing person still looks at the person in front of him quietly, and the sitting person seems to be ignorant.

Finally, Han Yue quietly walked into Yi Hui and hugged him from behind:

"Brother Hui... I know you feel uncomfortable. It's Yueer who is sorry for Brother Hui. I implicated you. Don't do this, Yueer is afraid..."

The low voice of the cold moon is unprecedented cowardice.

Yi Hui patted his hand around his chest to comfort the woman beside him, but he couldn't say a word.

"Yue'er knows that Brother Hui has been a good child of the Yi family since he was a child. He has been docile, filial and sensible since he was a child. Yueer is not good. When I was a child, I always wanted Brother Hui to take me to play. I didn't like reading, nor did I learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I didn't have Yan Niang to be sensible... They didn't like Yue'er, only Brother Hui was the best for Yue'er. Yueer relied on Brother Hui to like Yueer and took bad Brother Hui. Brother Hui is often scolded and punished... Yueer is a bad child..."

Han Yue leaned on Yi Hui's body and her head on Yi Hui's shoulder, talking low, allowing tears to fall.

"This time, Yueer really made a big mistake. You blame Yueer... In fact, in Huangzhou, I just wondered if Brother Hui would break with me for them? I want Brother Hui to take me out, thinking that it is me and Brother Hui living. Look, you are really stupid... Yueer has not been a good child since she was a child. She always leads you to do something wrong. Why don't you know?

Yi Hui stroked Han Yue's hand with tears in his eyes, but he refused to say a word.

"I know you blame me. Hurt you, make you blame, and make you have no home..." Han Yue cried in a low voice.

Yi Hui took Han Yue's hand and kissed her gently:

"Yueer, stop talking nonsense. I've never blamed you." Gently stroked Han Yue's delicate jade fingers with coolness, and there was no ring on his mutilated little finger. The scars were deep and ugly. Yi Hui's eyes were cold: "Yue'er has suffered too many grievances. Brother Hui should accompany Yue'er... My father has Lin'er and Jin'er, and the master also has big brothers. Only the moon is lonely..."

"Brother Hui... However, you know that Yueer is not the little girl under the shelter of others. There is also the Cold Flower Palace and many people. Yue'er's ability doesn't need Brother Hui to be bad, and it doesn't need Brother Hui to be protected.

Buried the impulse in his heart, Han Yue stopped her tears and said with a smile:

"The moon is already very satisfied. Brother Hui has done so much for Yueer. Yueer knew that there was Yueer in Brother Hui's heart. In Brother Hui's heart, Yueer was heavier than Huo Lingxiao, which was enough. Brother Hui should go back... Otherwise, Brother Hui will definitely regret it and resent Yueer. At that time, it will not be good... What's more, Yueer has to go back and see Xu Siyang. He is more tolerant and respects me more than I thought.

"Wait a minute." Yi Hui also adjusted his mood: "I'm not in a hurry for a while. Wait for your health to get better. You have lost all your martial arts skills now, and I don't worry..."

He still wanted to go back after all. A trace of a scratch on the bottom of Hanyue's eyes flashed away.

"No. I'll send a message to Xue Shuang. She will be fine..."

Han Yue stood up and said firmly. However, it was at the moment when she got up, the severe pain in her chest made Hanyue shake and grab Yi Hui's clothes in a hurry before she stopped and did not fall down.

"What's wrong with you?" Yi Hui turned around, held her back, and asked with concern.

Han Yue tried to open her eyes and looked at Yi Hui, but she was already blurred. She tried to open her mouth and fainted in Yi Hui's arms before she could speak in the future.

At this time, Shaw was also sick in bed.

Although the old man, who has experienced vicissitudes, seldom cares about his children. He usually watches his grandchildren playing in front of the court, raising flowers and looking for peace, he can't hide his grandson's departure from her.

It was the grandson who she watched and grew up. It was the grandson she gave high hopes and cultivated with painstaking efforts. Hearing that he actually betrayed the family, the old man was also heartbroken. In an autumn cold attack, Xiao, who had always been strong, was infected with wind and cold, and it was menacing. He could not recover for a long time, and the doctors were helpless.

Serving his mother to take medicine to rest, he accompanied his mother and said irrelevant words for a while. It was not until he watched his mother finally sleep peacefully that Yi Feng carefully came out of his mother's room.

When Yi Feng returned to his room, Ji was still embroidering. Seeing her husband come in, Ji quickly brought hot water and waited for her husband to wash. Looking at the thinning of his cheeks, his husband Ji, who frowned, was also unbearable. Since his mother-in-law fell ill, his husband has been anxious and sad, and has been exhausted since he took care of him every day.

"Come on, drink some water first. How's your mother? Is it better today?"

Ji asked with concern.

Yi Feng shook his head:

"It's still the same. I've been sick for more than ten days, but I haven't recovered. Mother's body, how can she hold on so sick..."

Yi Feng sighed again.

"Didn't you invite a famous doctor from the capital today? Isn't there a new recipe?"

Ji asked.

"No, the statements are similar, and the prescriptions are similar. This famous doctor dared to say that let us prepare..." At this point, Yi Feng's eyes were already red.

Ji is also heartbroken.

The husband is an upright son, and nothing has ever made him so sad.

Although it is human's normal to live, old age, illness and death, there are few that can be seen through. What's more, he has always been filial.

Ji's meditation:

"Otherwise, let's find Ling Xiao to help her treat her. Ling Xiao's medical skills are still unmatched by ordinary people. Ji looked at Yi Feng's look and said, "Ling Xiao is a sensible child. He should not refuse to be close to the old lady."

"Just thinking about this child's depressed look, I feel ashamed of her... I'm ashamed of Mr. Huo..." Yi Feng sighed again: "If there is no such thing, why would my mother..."

Ji patted her husband on the shoulder silently and comforted him.

In the courtyard late at night, Yi Hui was boiling medicine in front of the cold moon's room. He looked intently at the water in the casserole boiling and slowly spreading away with the fragrance of medicine.

The bright moon hangs high, and the ground shines brightly. Yi Hui's body also emits a slight light.

Han Yue held the door in her hand and walked out of the room little by little.

Hearing the sound behind him, Yi Hui turned around:

"You woke up, why did you come out? Don't have a good rest. Wear so little, don't freeze..."

Cold Moon's reluctant smile:

"Brother Hui, what kind of medicine is this?"

"Tonics can increase your physical strength. You are too weak now. I'm afraid you're not even as good as an ordinary healthy weak woman, or a heroine. Why do you often faint... Yi Hui supported Han Yue and said with concern.

"Brother Hui," took the hand of the man beside him, and Han Yue looked sad: "Up to now, I don't hide it from you. The medicine you boiled can't cure my illness. I won't live long. You don't have to be busy..."

Yi Hui was shocked:

"What are you talking about? Such a serious injury has survived, and now it's going to die?"

"Come in and close the door. I'll tell you." The cold moon is weak and the voice is low.

Yi Hui helped Han Yue into the house and turned to close the door. When she turned around, Han Yue smiled desolately and gently took off her coat, revealing her white body.

Yi Hui was shocked and frowned.

The two people are deeply affectionate and depend on each other. However, Yi Hui has never wanted to occupy the cold moon in the past. I never thought that I could really depend on each other all my life, and I never dared to have it.

The dim yellow light sprinkled on the cold moon's body, and the cold moon's collarbone and sternum were obviously protruding, which was particularly thin and weak. The scar on the chest is ferocious and particularly dazzling. However, what Yi Hui saw at a glance was the red fingerprint on Han Yue's chest. The blood-red fingerprints are clearly distinguishable.

Regardless of any etiquette, Yi Hui rushed to the cold moon and looked at the five fingerprints on her chest, looking f appared:

"When did you get such an injury? Tell me, how could this happen? Obviously, you didn't have it when you were injured by the sword a few days ago?

Han Yue sat slowly** and let Yi Hui carefully wrap the quilt around her body.

"The wound of the blood-red fingerprint will not appear until 79 days later."

"Why didn't you say it earlier? Forty-nine days ago..." Yi Hui's eyes showed horror and fear: "Isn't it the woman in black? Which palm can you block for me?

Yi Hui's voice was a little hoarse.

Han Yue didn't say anything, pulled Yi Hui to the bedside, hugged him, and leaned her head on his shoulder:

"Don't do this." Hanyue's voice was still calm: "I did feel it a long time ago. However, there is no cure. What if I don't say it? I thought that after the engagement of my brother and Yan Niang, I went back to Jiaxing and never came back. I also thought that Xu Siyang and I probably couldn't leave Huangzhou alive... I never thought it would be like this. Brother Hui will take care of me, and I am the only one around me. I'm already satisfied, and I'm satisfied with death..."

"Yueer!" Yi Hui's heart is like a knife: "Yueer, how can you do this? Why did it become like this? I never imagined that I would sacrifice you to achieve anything..." As soon as Yi Hui said, he burst into tears and couldn't say any more.

Blood red fingerprints are taboo martial arts in the world. This palm in the body will ulcerate from the injured place and spread to death. There is no solution. Evil and vicious is incomparable, so it has been lost for many years.

However, the cold moon suffered such damage. Everything started because of him. In order to complete the task, he asked her to pretend to be a princess and let her die...

"Don't cry..." Han Yue raised her hand to wipe Yi Hui's tears: "Don't cry. Brother Hui doesn't cry. I'm telling you, I don't want to see you feel so sad and guilty. Don't cry, listen to me..." Han Yue comforted Yi Hui, and her voice choked.

"Brother Hui, I don't blame you. Killers will die from swords. I have long believed that I probably died in a storm, so I don't resent God or fate at all. I have killed many innocent people and should have died in such an experience... I have never felt as satisfied and comforted as I am now, because in the end, people love me and spoil me..."

The cold moon blows like an orchid.

"Stop talking... I hurt you and your whole life." Yi Hui hugged the woman beside him.

"Brother Hui, it's not like this. Brother Hui, don't cry for me, we don't cry... You have to let me go at ease... Brother Hui still wants to go home. I hope that when I am alive, Brother Hui can return to Huangzhou, a young general praised by that person, or a good son of the Yi family, marry a good girl like Ling Xiao, and his children will travel..."

Han Yue's face, with a pale smile: "Brother Hui, you go. I want to listen to your good news. The snow frost will come to take care of me. You don't have to worry..."

"Now, how can I leave you?"

"I can't let Brother Hui watch me become ugly, and I can't let Brother Hui watch me suffer all the torture. I can't let you look at me sad..." Han Yue whispered in Yi Hui's ear, "If you don't go, I will die now. I'm dead, but you will still leave..."

Han Yue said such cruel words peacefully and even with a trace of sweetness.

Yi Hui suddenly pushed away Han Yue and stared at her severely, but Han Yue was fearless and looked at her angry lover in front of her with a light smile.