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However, despite this order, someone still took the risk and sold this important news to the newspaper. However, before the reporter could finish writing the article, a group of people rushed into his home and took him away.

When I showed up again the next day, I didn't dare say or write anything.

As for the servant who leaked the secret, he was punished according to the Feng family's rules and nearly lost his life. After this incident, everyone in the manor fell silent.

Ever since Mrs. Feng left that day, the atmosphere in the entire manor has been depressing, and all the servants have become cautious.

After leaving Feng's house, Bei Yutang went directly to Fengming Mountain, where there was a pavilion built on the edge of a cliff, with rolling waves below the cliff.

Standing in Fengming Pavilion, you can see the golden light rising from the sea level in the morning.

Standing in Fengming Pavilion, you can see the magnificent and gorgeous clouds as the fiery red sun slowly sets at sunset.

This was their favorite place to come, to watch the tides rise and fall, to watch the sun rise and fall. Here were their beautiful memories, sweet memories, but now, she was the only one standing here.

Bei Yutang just stood there waiting.

A day later, Feng Yi called Mingyi.

"How is your wife?"

Ming Yi replied truthfully, "I've been waiting at Fengming Pavilion."

Feng Yi waved his hand irritably, and Ming Yi left.

In the middle of the night, Feng Yi called Mingyi again.

"Is she gone?"

"My lady is still waiting there."

Mingyi really doesn’t understand. Since you care, why don’t you go?

Feng Yi walked back and forth in the room with a gloomy expression.

The next day, the same thing happened.

On the third day, she was still waiting there.

Feng Yi's mood became more and more agitated day by day. He suddenly thought of what she said before she left, and there was always a vague uneasiness in his heart.

When the morning sunlight gradually dimmed from the horizon, and only a crimson cloud remained on the horizon, Feng Yi could no longer sit still. He left in a hurry and arrived at Fengming Mountain in the blink of an eye.

"Is he here?" Bei Yutang asked.

【Here it comes.】

Bei Yutang faced the sea, looking at the crimson streak at the end of the coastline. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on her, coating her body with a layer of faint golden light.

Bei Yutang took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Su Rou, asking her to take good care of her goddaughter and sending her the address of a farmer's house.

After doing all this, Bei Yutang threw his phone into the sea.

She turned around and glanced at the empty space behind her. She knew he was behind her, but she didn't know where.

"Ming, pull away."

【good. 】

As his voice fell, a suction force pulled her soul from this dilapidated body. The moment her soul left, that beautiful body, like a sea elf, disintegrated bit by bit like foam, floating in the air.

Feng Yi, who was hiding in the dark far away, was too late before he realized it.

"No!"

A figure came like the wind and appeared in front of Fengming Pavilion. He tried desperately to grab the colorful bubbles, but every time they touched his palm, they turned into nothingness.

"I promise you, I promise you everything."

She couldn't hear anymore, never again.

In the void, Yutang looked back at the people in the pavilion, her heart aching.

"sorry!"

The people in the pavilion seemed to have heard her voice, and they turned around like headless flies, shouting, "Tang'er, Tang'er, I know you're still here, can you come out?"