Su Ci walked quickly into Hongrui Hall. The smell of medicine and alcohol was pungent. Zhang Xin and Mou An had been waiting for a long time. When they saw her, they whispered to her about the temperature measurement just now.

"Okay, you guys go down and eat something and rest for a while, then you can take your turn."

After making arrangements for Zhang Xin and Mou An, who had not eaten or rested for the whole day, Su Ci put on a gown, washed her hands, and went into the room to check on Yang Chongying's postoperative condition.

A lamp was on in the room, and there was a faint smell of blood amidst the smell of medicine and alcohol. Yang Chongying was still awake. Seeing Su Ci, he forced a smile and nodded.

"Father."

Su Ci first felt his pulse. The skin felt a little hot, but fortunately it was not serious. The pulse gradually became stable. Su Ci let out a long sigh. Fortunately, she had carefully asked Zhang Xin and Mou An before, and fortunately the aorta was not hit.

"Fortunately, no major blood vessels were pierced, and it's mid-autumn now." The weather is also crucial, neither too cold nor too hot, which can reduce the chance of inflammation and slow down wound recovery.

She comforted and encouraged Yang Chongying: "As long as the medicine is in place, he will be able to recover in about a month."

Yang Chongying was very convinced of his eldest daughter-in-law's medical skills. When he heard it, he felt relieved and even the pain was not so unbearable anymore.

Next, Su Ci performed a postoperative examination on Yang Chongying. She first carefully asked Yang Chongying about his feelings, then checked the wound and added medicine. After one round, it was not too tiring, but Yang Chongying was seriously injured and it was still a bit strenuous.

Su Ci used cotton to dip some water and applied it on Yang Chongying's lips, then turned her head to remind the doctor of some nursing precautions. After Yang Chongying recovered, she also finished and washed her hands with the water in the copper tray. However, Su Ci did not leave, but sent the doctor out instead.

In the huge room, there were only her and Yang Chongying left.

Yang Chongying was not stupid either, he immediately understood what she wanted to do, his face darkened, he pursed his lips and closed his eyes, "Second Mother, you should go back."

Ever since Su Ci came into the family, Yang Chongying had always called her the eldest daughter-in-law. Now even the name she used in the boudoir came out, which showed that he was really annoyed with Yang Yanzong.

Su Ci sighed softly in her heart.

She leaned over to tuck the corner of the quilt for Yang Chongying. She did not leave, but stood for a moment, then sat down gently on the stool in front of the bed.

"Father."

"uncle."

Su Ci called out softly, and also called back to the previous name.

"You've really been in great trouble this time. If Dad gets home and finds out, I'm afraid he'll be in even more pain."

As sworn brothers, Yang Chongying and Su Di have a very good relationship, and they are almost like real brothers.

Although Yang Yanzong was around, Su Di had been privately asking about recuperation methods over the past few years and had asked Su Ci many times.

Hearing this, Yang Chongying couldn't help but look a little moved and upset. Alas, it was his fault again that he was not doing well and caused his brothers to worry.

In fact, it is no wonder that Yang Chongying was so angry. He was stabbed by his wife and almost lost his life. What hatred and grudge was there? He wanted to kill Yan. Su Ci could understand that.

"But uncle, he is also in a difficult situation."

"You don't know how tired he is. He has been sick several times in the past month." In fact, it is because of exhaustion. He has to keep going even when he is sick. How can he stop the illness? Over and over again.

Su Ci also returned home and found out that he had been feeling unwell for some time.

“It’s all for this family.”

Yang Yanzong is not an iron man, he also has times when he is physically and mentally exhausted. Su Ci hugged her legs and said softly, sighing, "I know uncle is angry with him," she smiled bitterly, "but he is also having a hard time."

"We all know that mother is not a good person. Maybe in the eyes of uncle, she is not worthy of being the mother of them brothers. However, she is his biological mother!"

What should Yang Yanzong do? Watch his father kill his mother?

If Yang Chongying had really died and been killed by Yan, it would be hard to say what Yang Yanzong would have done in his rage, but now, his father has been rescued.

Yes, Yang Chongying had a hundred ways to cure Yan. He could make her paralyzed in bed with urine and feces for decades, a life worse than death, without affecting her son. How satisfying!

But could Yang Yanzong just watch it?

"That's all he can do."

He knew his father would be angry, feel betrayed and disappointed, but he still had to kneel down and plead for his mother.

"Father, it's hard for him too. It's too hard for him."

In the silent room, Yang Yanzong let out a long sigh and leaned his head against the beam outside the door. He felt an indescribable pain in his heart and almost burst into tears on the spot.

Her words touched his heart.

It's really too difficult for him.

He tilted his head back to let the burning eyes subside.

"Father, go to sleep. I will come to see you tomorrow."

Su Ci said everything she wanted to say. Yang Chongying's lips trembled, but in the end he closed his eyes and said nothing. This matter could not be forced and could only be left to time. She sighed softly, got up, smoothed his quilt and pillow, then turned and left.

The door opened with a creaky sound, and Su Ci stepped out sideways and closed the door. The west wind blew the ox-horn lantern under the corridor gently. The night was a little cold. She looked up and saw Yang Yanzong standing under the eaves looking at her in the night.

He was dressed in a dusty black suit, with a thin face, and he stared at her without blinking.

The two men looked at each other, one standing on the corridor and the other standing under the corridor, only three feet apart, staring at each other silently.

"Husband."

After a long while, she called softly.

Su Ci stepped forward and they faced each other. She looked around and found that the guards had already wisely hidden away and were nowhere to be seen. In the deep courtyard, they were the only ones left.

She reached out and put her arms around his waist.

Yang Yanzong's Adam's apple rolled for a moment, and he stretched out his hand and slowly put his arms around her waist.

After a while, he responded hoarsely, "Yeah."

They hugged each other and she pressed her face against his chest.

…

After a long time, the wind started to blow.

The two returned to the outer study hand in hand.

She placed him on a low couch, and he watched her light a lamp and then return to his side.

He stared at her for a while and asked softly, "Why?"

"Can you tell me why?"

In fact, some questions should have existed, but he never dug deeper.

She is actually a very smart person, with a quick mind and the ability to draw inferences from one instance. Although she is young, she can sometimes see through the world and human nature, and can be said to see through things like seeing through fire.

She says nothing and asks nothing. She looks like a cunning and pretty girl, but you don't need to worry about her making any inappropriate actions or reactions due to her ignorance.

She is always so deft and just right.

Like a dragonfly skimming the water, it passes by lightly and without leaving any trace.

Is it true that she "can't", "don't understand", or "don't understand" love at all?

Yang Yanzong had never thought about it deeply before, but at this moment, this question naturally came to his mind.

It is said that understanding the worldly affairs is knowledge, and understanding human nature is writing.

A great man lives like a wandering cloud or wild crane, hiding in the mountains and wilderness. Sometimes he is unwilling to enter the world, not because he does not understand, but because he knows the world too well.

I don't want to get involved, I don't want to be worldly, I would rather be free and easy, as carefree as the wind.

At the same time as saying “I can’t”, could it be because I “can do too well”?

At the same time of “not understanding”, could it be because “I understand too much”?

At the same time as “not understanding”, could it be because “I understand too well”?

So I refuse to contact you in my heart.

He stared at her with eyes as clear as water and asked her softly.

Su Ci's eyelashes trembled.

——Brother, you don’t have to be so sensitive. You’re making it very difficult for me to deal with you!

After a while, she smiled and said, "I'm afraid."

She said this with a smile, but the fingertips of the hand that was hugging her knees moved unconsciously, with a sense of restraint.

Yang Yanzong inexplicably had a feeling that what she said to him at this moment were all true words, the most real words from the bottom of her heart, which made him a little nervous and he waited with bated breath.

But after a while, she finished speaking and didn't continue.

He immediately asked, "What are you afraid of? What is there to be afraid of?"

He couldn't help but hold her hand. He became a little anxious when he heard this.

"I'm afraid," Su Ci smiled. He held her hand and she put her feet outside the couch, shaking them gently. After a while, she turned her head and said to him, "I'm afraid you have someone else!"

He immediately became angry: "I've already said it! I don't want anyone else's, and I won't touch anyone else's!"

Su Ci smiled and said, "But if you regret it, there's nothing I can do."

Yang Yanzong was suddenly very anxious, so anxious that he wanted to say something to prove himself, but before he could say anything, Su Ci raised her head and kissed him, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I know."

The man who was extremely anxious suddenly calmed down. He looked down at the girl who was smiling at him. Su Ci curled her lips at him, put her feet back on the short couch, and hugged them with both hands, "I don't want to live in such a miserable state."

She lowered her eyes, the smile on her lips unconsciously retreated, and she spoke softly.

So bad! She actually doesn't like to reveal her true feelings, as she always feels that it's too uncool and a bit embarrassing.

She gradually stopped smiling and leaned her head on his shoulder. "My grandma told me when I was a child that you shouldn't be so serious in life, otherwise you will be very tired."

My grandma’s original words were, if you take life too seriously, you will easily get through it.

Su Ci has a very good pair of parents. Before junior high school, she felt that she was the happiest person in the world.

But in fact, they had already agreed to separate, but they forced it together for her sake and pretended to be the same as before. Although it may not be right for the sake of the child, they really love her very much.

Su Ci was also very cooperative. She even did not stay in her hometown after graduation, just to prevent them from pretending too hard. She did not expose the matter until she was in her twenties.

They pretended, and she tried to cooperate, and they loved each other.

When I first found out about it, I didn't have the courage to expose it, so I just pretended to be ignorant.

After coming here, she even sometimes wondered if they would feel more relaxed if she was gone.

Anyway, they have a lot of things they like, such as their professions and scientific research.

When she first found out, Su Ci felt very sad. It turned out that her happy family was just an appearance. She didn't have the courage to expose it, and she felt extremely sad, so she cried secretly at her grandmother's house.

She still remembered that her grandmother's rough hands gently stroked her hair. That afternoon, the two of them snuggled up to each other and talked a lot. In the end, her grandmother told her that anyway, it might not be good for them if they were exposed.

Don't care too much and don't take it too seriously. In life, it's easy to get through life if you take it too seriously.

Later, as she grew up, Su Ci gradually understood this sentence.

Yes, that's very true.

Su Ci didn't take it too seriously. She enjoyed herself while she could and made herself happy. When people need to be confused, they should just let it continue to be confused.

She leaned her head on Yang Yanzong's neck. He listened with his ear tilted, sometimes a little anxious, but never interrupted. He stretched out his arms and gently held her in his arms.

The two of them snuggled together quietly.

After Su Ci finished talking about the past, she let out a long breath. In this quiet room with yellow candlelight, she listened to his heartbeat with her ears tilted: "I know I'm not good, but I can't do it."

Her character has already been formed, and she doesn't think there is anything wrong with being sober.

She murmured two words, "Love is heavy."

She had heard it many times, but the word "love" was not used to describe the relationship between her and Yang Yanzong.

Ji Yuanhao truly loves and respects Ren!

Yang Yanzong's love for her, which was so paranoid and exclusive, is actually not praised in today's society. When outsiders talk about it, it is more of a mockery, just like those people who pretended to be happy but were not in their hearts at the banquet hosted by Uncle Kun.

On the contrary, Ji Yuanhao's love for Ren was recognized from Suiping to Yangdu.

This kind of love is praised by everyone, but is so difficult to accept!

What should Su Ci say?

She couldn't laugh after all. She didn't know if it was because she cried tonight, but she always felt particularly shallow. So she said she didn't like to confess anymore. When she was emotional, she would always get embarrassed.

“That’s why I’m afraid!”

"One day you get annoyed and just turn around, what should I do?"

She tried to speak in a brisk tone, but failed. Her nose felt sore. She covered her eyes with her hands and bit her lip for a moment. She felt a little uncomfortable and finally said in a tearful voice, "Then I won't live anymore."

What’s the point of living such a miserable life? Why not try to go home?

Yang Yanzong was furious. He had been holding back until he heard the angry words "I'm not going to live anymore". He could no longer suppress his emotions: "Nonsense!!"

"You have to live a good life, live to be old and have many children and grandchildren! Don't say such nonsense anymore, do you hear me?!"

He forcefully twisted her face up. She half-closed her eyes and tilted her head in embarrassment. There were tears on her cheeks. His eyes couldn't help but get hot. He wiped her tears with his thumb and pressed her face into his arms. "No, no, don't let your imagination run wild, okay?"

At this moment, he really felt her emotions, and his voice became a little choked up.

Even language has become pale and powerless.

"Can you please stop pushing me? I feel so uncomfortable!" she cried.

Yang Yanzong's heart was in a knot. "Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry."

His heart ached as he cried.

She buried her face in his neck, hot tears streaming down her face, "If in the future, ..." She suddenly remembered something, stood up, opened the bottom drawer on the far left of his large desk, and took out the pile of documents at the bottom.

This was the household registration document that Yang Yanzong had originally prepared for her, and the widow status that he had arranged for her before he forced her to abdicate.

She looked up at his face, which had become much thinner recently, and stuffed the documents back into his hands, "I don't want this!"

Give it back to you!

"If it happens again in the future, you won't have to send me away. We can just be together!"

She said with tears.

Anyway, we have come to this point. If we don’t succeed, we will die. If we don’t succeed, we will die together!

This man forced her to do something, but he left some marks in her heart. In this fucked up ancient times, she thought she would never find a man who could treat her as sincerely as he did.

People are afraid of comparison. Once you have seen the ocean, all other waters are just puddles.

Su Ci made up her mind and decided not to want this thing anymore. If he didn't change, she would stay with him till the end!

Yes, even if she really couldn't give him the emotion he requested for the time being, she could just regard it as a way of repaying his friendship!

The stack of documents was stuffed into Yang Yanzong's hand. The burning temperature made his heart tremble. He stared at her for a long while and said in a hoarse voice: "...Okay! Okay, if you don't want it, then don't want it!"

He threw the document into the brazier and hugged her tightly with his arms!

The two hugged each other tightly, with such force that the other couldn't breathe.

The scalding body temperature and hot tears mixed together, indistinguishable from each other.

It was not until a long time later that the two gradually calmed down, but no one moved, they just hugged each other quietly.

In this quiet night, both of them saw each other's most miserable side, and finally hugged each other, licked each other, and comforted each other.

…

Until the third watch drum sounded, the sound of clapperboard was faintly heard, which startled Su Ci. She suddenly remembered something, moved, and they let go of each other's hands, and she jumped off the bed.

"You haven't taken your medicine yet."

She was a little embarrassed, wiped her red eyes and spoke in a low voice.

His temperature seemed to be rising again.

Su Ci touched his forehead and it was true.

Yang Yanzong looked at her straight and said "hmm".

Su Ci opened the door and quickly asked someone to bring porridge, noodles and medicine.

The kitchen staff knew that the master had not yet taken the medicine or eaten, so these dishes were kept warm and delivered almost immediately afterwards.

Su Ci first let Yang Yanzong eat half a bowl of noodles to calm him down, and then let him take the medicine.

As soon as the scalding hot medicine went into his mouth, he quickly began to sweat.

He needs to rest, a good rest. His illness is ultimately caused by being too tired.

"You said you would protect me forever, but you don't even take good care of yourself. Are you going to break your promise?"

"No, it's not!"

His eyes followed hers, staring into her eyes.

"Have you had your meal?"

"We'll eat later, you go to sleep first."

Yang Yanzong finally had a good sleep. After Su Ci discussed with the old doctor, he prescribed him a prescription to completely eliminate the disease. After taking the medicine, he developed a high fever, which lasted for more than an hour before gradually subsiding.

After changing their wet clothes, the two hugged each other and slept until noon the next day.

…

Yang Yanzong had a good sleep and calmed down, and his illness finally healed.

When I woke up the next day, I felt calm and had basically recovered.

But today, he has something to do.

After waking up and taking a dose of medicine to consolidate his diet at Su Ci's urging, he dressed neatly and went to Hongrui Hall.

He did not enter the room. Instead, he kowtowed three times in the courtyard, then stood up and left silently.

The car to send Yan off has been prepared, and the personnel and Zhuangzi have been selected.

Send her away today.

"Go ahead and ask the old lady to get in the car."

In the autumn wind, the crabapple leaves turned yellow, swirled and fell. He stood in front of the second gate with hanging flowers and spoke to the guards and the maid behind him.

He was dressed in black, looking somewhat bleak in the cold wind.

Su Ci stood beside him and quietly held his hand, and he shook it back tightly.

Yan was soon "invited" out.

In the past two days, Yan was hesitant and fearful at first, but after getting Yang Yanzong's promise, the pressure was relieved. After that, she asked Feng Po to inquire about it, and she immediately felt confident and began to feel proud.

——She has this son, what can the old man do to her?

Even such an emotion arises vaguely.

After a night of peace and tranquility, the situation took a turn for the worse the next day. Yan was immediately shocked and angry: "Zhuangzi, Zhuangzi? Who is going to Zhuangzi? I won't go, I won't go!"

She was anxious and angry, and she held on to the pillar of the corridor. Everyone in the alley had a calm expression, and the personal soldiers stood there expressionless. Yang Yanzhen looked upset, but he stood behind his brother and said nothing.

Yang Yanxin looked anxious and wanted to help Yan. Su Rong wiped the corners of her lips with a handkerchief and asked in a low voice, "Did you go to greet your father today?"

He paused and couldn't move his feet anymore.

This development made him panic and he was at a loss. He hurriedly looked at his elder brother.

Yang Yanzong had an indifferent expression and stared at Yan without saying a word. His indifferent eyes showed a restrained emotion and nothing could be seen.

When Yan saw his expression, her heart sank. This was her son, the son she had carried for ten months, and now he was going to send his own mother to the farm to suffer!

Her desperate pleading was in vain. Yan's expression suddenly changed. She was skillfully pulled down from the pillar by the old woman. She struggled in vain. Her hairpins fell off and her hair was disheveled. Her expression suddenly became full of resentment. She said viciously: "Okay, okay! I really gave birth to you in vain! You are such a rebellious son with such a cruel heart! If I had known this day would come, I would...!"

She was so angry that she struggled madly and wanted to pounce on him and fight. The old woman could hardly control her and was a little flustered for a moment.

Yang Yanzong's expression didn't change, as if he had expected it, but Su Ci still noticed that his fists under his sleeves were clenched suddenly. She couldn't stand it anymore, so she took a step forward and stood in front of him!

Su Ci looked directly at Yan: "What do you think, mother?"

"You seriously injured your father. He almost couldn't be saved. Did you know that?"

"Do you know what the crime of husband-killing is? What is the legal punishment?"

"Are you still thinking of lying in Shou'an Hall and pretending nothing happened?"

It’s good enough like this, okay?

This was obtained by her son, who begged on his knees at the risk of breaking his father’s heart. What else does she want? !

Su Ci couldn't help but get angry. Intentional injury causing serious harm is punishable by fixed-term imprisonment, and Yan Shi thought nothing would happen. What was she thinking?

There are some things that Yang Yanzong can't say, so let her say them!

She stood in front of Yang Yanzong, angrily scolded Yan, and glared at the two old women. The latter did not hold back and quickly pressed on Yan's arm and somewhere on her body. The latter's body went limp and she was quickly dragged into the car.

Yan was silent for a moment, and then soon burst into a burst of angry curses. Not only Yang Yanzong, but also Su Ci's ancestors were cursed by her.

Su Ci didn't care at all.

She turned around and held Yang Yanzong's hand.

Yang Yanzong immediately grabbed hers with his backhand.

After Yan was dragged into the car, the noise soon fell silent. Daming bowed and led the guards who had changed their uniforms to escort the cart away.

The wheels rumbled and soon disappeared at the end of the straight alley.

Yang Yanzong and Su Ci stood side by side, holding each other's hands tightly.