Mrs Su gently looked at him and smiled, “Ming Yuan, I’ve had a very tiring life in this life.”
Her figure, like all the white light around her, gradually faded into transparency, “If there is an afterlife, I should never meet you again.”
Su Mingyuan shook fiercely, his outstretched hand just froze in mid-air.
Before Mrs Su disappeared, she took one last look at Su Miao, “I am sorry, child …… thank you.”
Before the words fell, the potent white light was like dots of stars, dissipating without a trace.
“Nine children!”
The mournful voice echoed in the woods, the prolonged pain accompanied by the surrounding coldness trailing into the bone marrow.
Su Mingyuan’s entire body fell to his knees, watching her disappear from before his eyes but unable to do anything about it.
“It is my fault, it is my fault ……”
Su Miao looked at his figure that seemed to have aged dozens of years, and her gaze swept over the withered grass on the ground and froze.
“Father ……”
Cang Sang’s crying voice was mute, “She died and refused to forgive me, she hated me so much that she didn’t want to see me again in her next life.”
Su Miao opened his mouth, “No, in the next life she will wait for you.”
The one that could make a dead tree spring, that was the tears of a ghost.
But the ghost itself was only a shadow, how could the tears that fell be a real shadow?
Unless, she is lying.
Unless, she is still attached to this world.
One or the other is indispensable.
Therefore, Mrs Su’s last words, I am afraid that she just doesn’t want Su Mingyuan to do something stupid again.
Su Miao was accustomed to seeing life and death in the human world, but at this moment, she was still a little sad.
She closed her eyes, climbed up from the ground and was about to lean over to hug him and comfort him, but before she had time to touch that body, a huge force suddenly came from her right arm, and wrapped her entire body into her arms.
Familiar ambergris fragrance, familiar warmth.
…………
Imperial Palace, Imperial Garden.
Two figures stood behind the wigwam, one with a black cloak and one elegantly dressed in white.
Only the elegant woman suddenly shouted sternly, “Useless thing, you can’t even deal with a Su Mingyuan who doesn’t know martial arts, what else do you need!”
The cloaked woman lowered her head and said in shame, “Master, my subordinate deserves to die!”
“Did Su Miu get a good look at you?”
“Should …… not have, right?”
“Should?”The woman in white was instantly furious, “You want to bet on this one in ten thousand probability?”
“My subordinate deserves to die!”
“Is damned.”The woman closed her eyes and said coldly, “You can’t use this body anymore.”
Before the words fell, she struck out with a palm!
…………
After Di Bei Yu hit the woods that Su Miao left by holding her horizontally, the moonlight sprinkled on her body, only then did he see clearly the blood on her body and her deathly white face, his face suddenly changed, and his footsteps violently came to a halt.
“What’s wrong with you?”
Su Miao closed her eyes, “Dying.”
The man’s chest shook violently.
For a few moments, he was beyond certain that she was saying it was a lie.
How could she die, isn’t she fine now?
She had just saved Su Mingyuan, she had even sent away Madam Su, she was so powerful, how could she possibly die?
But ……
Looking at her pale as snow face, this certainty gradually turned into the greatest panic.
Di Bei Yu’s eyes darted around and searched, immediately walking to the bridge to put her down, letting her sit against the bridge railing, pinching her shoulders, “Su Miao, you tell me that you were just talking nonsense.”
He suddenly snapped, “You speak!”
