Chapter 74 He's Here

"I don't have much time left," these words came out of Song Anlan's mouth, very calmly and calmly.

He knew that his life was coming to an end.

Death was not scary to him. He was only afraid that after his death, his uncles would only want to embezzle his family wealth and no one would treat Wan'er well.

Song Anlan only has one sister, Song Wan'er, in this world, so he naturally hopes that she will live a peaceful life and have no worries about food and clothing.

Just now, those uncles and aunts forced him to get married and adopted a younger member of the family, but he refused because those people would not take good care of Wan'er.

Those people mistakenly thought Chunzhi was his, and inadvertently reminded Song Anlan that he had another way to go.

That is to marry Harue.

Chunzhi is pregnant, and the doctor says there's a 90% chance that the fetus is a boy.

Song Anlan knew his physical condition best. Even if he got married now, it would be difficult for him to have children.

What's more, human hearts are unpredictable, and who knows what kind of person you will marry.

If he has a bad heart, who knows how harshly he will treat Wan'er in the future. If he has a good heart, Song Anlan doesn't want to ruin the girl's life.

So what he needed was a wife who would not be delayed by him, would treat Wan'er well, and could have a child with her and keep the Song family's huge wealth.

Haruji is the most suitable candidate.

Chunzhi stood up, "Mr. Song..."

"Haruji, don't be so quick to reject me."

Song Anlan analyzed the pros and cons with Chunzhi in a gentle voice and explained the reasons.

He said, "You must have your reasons for leaving the noble person who has been looking for you, but you are about to give birth, and your child needs a legitimate identity..."

These words touched Chunzhi's heart.

If you cannot register your household registration normally, you will become a refugee. Refugees cannot study or do business, and can only hide from place to place all their lives, becoming slaves.

If Chunzhi stayed in Linshui Town, she would naturally be able to find a way to register her child, but now she has fled to Dongzhou. If she leaves the Song residence, she cannot even reveal her identity, let alone register her child.

"I am willing to be the father of this child and leave all the wealth of the Song family to him." Song Anlan said: "Chunzhi, after I marry you, I will not do anything to you. I only want you to treat Wan'er well and protect her happiness for the rest of her life."

Song Anlan made such a promise.

Young Master Song saved Chunzhi's life and let her take refuge in the Song residence. Song Wan'er became like a sister to her...

What's more, marrying Song Anlan can also cut off Huo Zheng's entanglement.

It was hard for Haruji to refuse.

but--

Haruji did not agree immediately.

She lowered her eyes in deep thought and said softly, "Even if marrying you would bring me hundreds of benefits and no harm, I can't agree to it right away."

Young Master Song's proposal gave her the best advantage.

But Chunzhi didn't want to take advantage of Song Anlan.

"It's okay." Song Anlan said gently, "I'll give you some time to think about it."

Chunzhi said "hmm" and got up to go back to the small courtyard where she lived.

When she stepped out of the door, she heard Song Anlan's suppressed cough.

Perhaps Young Master Song really had no one to trust, so he wanted to marry her and treat her child as his own, just in exchange for her promise to take good care of Song Wan'er.

As soon as Chunzhi returned to the courtyard, she saw Song Wan'er.

Song Wan'er's eyes were red, as if she had just cried. As soon as she saw Chunzhi, she came up to her and asked, "Sister, where have you been?"

Chunzhi said, "He went to see Master Song."

Song Wan'er raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, "Brother...is he feeling better today?"

Song Anlan protected Song Wan'er very well, and the bad things about his uncles and aunts taking advantage of his illness to make things difficult for him never reached Song Wan'er's ears.

Chunzhi reached out and touched the corner of Song Wan'er's eyes, "If you want to know how your brother is doing, go and see for yourself and you'll know."

Song Wan'er sniffed, "I don't want my brother to see me crying."

But every time she saw Song Anlan lying sick on the couch, she couldn't help crying.

These two siblings have depended on each other for many years and have long regarded each other as the most important people.

Chunzhi comforted Song Wan'er for a long time before coaxing her to eat.

Chunzhi carefully considered Song Anlan's proposal for three days.

In winter, all the flowers wither and the sky is covered with frost and snow.

After seeing Song Anlan coughing up blood for the second time, she nodded in agreement.

How should I repay the life-saving grace?

Chunzhi thought, that was just as Song Anlan wished.

She agreed to marry Song Anlan not because she coveted the Song family's wealth, but to reassure Song Anlan.

At the same time, Huo Zheng gave up the idea of ​​taking her away.

Her child will have a good family background and a good father like Song Anlan.

She will try her best to protect the Song family's money and treat Song Wan'er well.

She and Song Anlan each got what they wanted.

That afternoon, Song Anlan called Song Wan'er over and told her that he and Chunzhi were about to get married.

"What?" Song Wan'er was shocked. "Brother is going to marry Sister Chunzhi?"

The first time Song Wan'er saw Chunzhi, she hoped she would be her sister-in-law.

But Chunzhi was pregnant with someone else's child, so even if Song Wan'er wanted this sister-in-law, she couldn't force her.

And now, the seriously ill brother said he wanted to marry Harue.

Song Anlan nodded. "Wan'er, didn't you want this sister-in-law very much? Now that you have got what you wanted, are you happy?"

Song Wan'er didn't know what to say.

She vaguely understood that her brother married this sister-in-law for her.

My brother’s illness is truly incurable.

Song Wan'er had tears in her eyes and nodded, "Happy."

"As long as you're happy."

Song Anlan gave orders, asking everyone in the Song residence to start preparing for the wedding.

For several days in a row, everyone in the Song residence was extremely busy.

Song Wan'er helped her brother and Chunzhi choose wedding dresses and decide on the dishes for the wedding banquet. One day, she ran into Song Anlan coughing up blood, so she hid and cried. The next morning, she prepared to go to Wanhua Temple to burn incense and pray for her brother.

The doctor couldn't save Song Anlan, so she could only pray to God.

After Chunzhi knew about it, she accompanied Song Wan'er to Wanhua Temple.

The day they went out, the wind was strong and the dew was heavy.

Halfway through the journey, it started snowing.

Snowflakes fluttered down, covering the entire city in silver.

The Song family's carriage passed through the long street, went out of the city, and followed the mountain road to Wanhua Temple.

The carriage stopped outside the temple, and snow was falling like a blanket on the mountains.

The green bamboo, pine and cypress trees are all decorated with snow.

The entrance to Wanhua Temple was blocked, and the guard said, "The noble is praying in the temple. You are only allowed to leave, not enter."

Song Wan'er held up an oil-paper umbrella to shield Chunzhi from the wind and snow, whispering to her, "They say Wanhua Temple is very spiritual. The gods and Buddhas here will answer any prayer. Look, sister-in-law, even nobles come here to burn incense and pray for blessings."

Chunzhi's gaze passed through the temple gate and looked at the tall back of the nobleman.

The temple was filled with incense. The man was like a jade tree, holding incense, with smoke all around him. Even though he was dozens of steps away, Chunzhi recognized the figure as Huo Zheng at a glance.

She seemed to be frozen by the wind and snow, her body stiff, her face changed drastically, and she grabbed Song Wan'er's hand, "He, he's here, Wan'er, let's go..."