Are they all dead?

Although they became husband and wife by a twist of fate, they did indeed die in the end.

So much so that when Yun Zhuo asked him why he couldn't prove "now" that he was Ye Qingxue's child, he couldn't answer.

And his answer was,

"Because I was not born of you."

...

Xiao Bao paused slightly.

Why do memories from a state of confusion gradually become clearer?

Before, it was as if his mind was shrouded in a fog; he knew the fog covered certain things, but he couldn't see them.

Is it because Mother only has one day left to live?

Is it because his mission to come to his mother's side is about to be accomplished?

However, he can't remember what his mission is now.

All he knew was that he had come with a purpose.

His mother's ten days of life were coming to an end, and he would have to leave as well. He only had one more day left to spend with his mother.

Xiao Bao gripped Ye Qingxue's hand even tighter.

...

The meal at Lixueju tonight is very plentiful.

Chunqian served Ye Qingxue the dishes: "I specially asked the kitchen staff to make them according to Miss's preferred taste."

His tone was light and cheerful, and he had a smile on his face.

He showed no sign of worry.

This applies not only to the early spring, but also to the rest of summer, autumn, and winter.

Everyone knew that Ye Qingxue only had one day left to live, which was why Chunqian specially ordered the main kitchen to prepare such a sumptuous meal.

Moreover, during dinner, everyone sat properly, and no one was absent.

Normally, some people would be late or leave early, while others would be busy feeding Qi Zai.

Now that Ye Qingxue's days are numbered, everyone is finally willing to sit down properly and have a proper meal together.

Ye Qingxue suggested, "It's been a long time since I've had a drink. How about we have one tonight?"

Dong Bai smiled and said, "The wine I brought back from the manor earlier has been unopened and is still stored in the cellar. I'll go get it."

A short while later, Dongbai came over carrying two large jars of wine. Chunqian set out the cups, poured the clear wine into them, and the aroma of the wine filled the air.

Ye Qingxue stood up, holding her wine glass, and said, "I'd like to toast everyone with this glass of wine to thank you all for your help during this time!"

"Uncle Tan, Brother Liu, Brother Qin, Cun Si, and Chun Xia Qiu Dong, I'll drink it all, you can do as you please!"

Everyone laughed, clinked glasses with her, and then drank it all in one gulp.

Everyone ate and drank to their heart's content, thoroughly enjoying themselves, and no one mentioned the word "death."

I didn't mention spring, summer, autumn, and winter because I couldn't bear to.

The others, unaware of the situation, assumed that Ye Qingxue was happy because she had purged the Marquis's mansion of its evil elements and sent away the deputy commander of the Palace Guard, and that's why she wanted to have a drink and a good meal with everyone.

Even Xiao Bao got a cup of sweet wine, sipping it slowly as if holding a precious nectar.

Bai Qi also ate well.

It kept looking up and out, as if searching for Grey Seven.

But Haichi has disappeared.

Ye Qingxue guessed that perhaps Hui Qi had been hidden away by Yun Zhuo long ago, preventing it from showing itself.

After dinner, Ye Qingxue called Chunxia, ​​Qiudong, and Chunqian to her room and asked Chunqian to bring over the money box and account book, as Chunqian was in charge of managing her money.

This includes the profits she gained while she was in the village.

There were also rewards bestowed by the emperor after meritorious service.

"After I leave, give Uncle Tan one thousand taels of silver, and Qin Zhisheng and Liu Pan five hundred taels each."

"If they are willing to stay in the Marquis's mansion and serve the Second Young Master, let them stay and let the Second Young Master settle them. If they want to go out and live their own lives, let them have their wish."

"Leave two thousand taels of silver for Granny Xing. Chunqian, send Granny Xing one hundred taels every year. If you give her two thousand taels at once, she will become suspicious."

"As the eldest son of a marquis, the second young master is not short of money, so there is no need to leave any for him. Give him the jewelry that the emperor previously bestowed upon me, as a gift for his future wife when he gets married."

"As for Aunt Liu, as long as she remains unconscious, she will be cared for by the Marquis's mansion. She will always be Father's person."

“The Jingzhou estate will be allocated to Xiaobao’s name. All the profits from the Jingzhou estate will go to him, which will be enough to support him as he grows up and gets married.”

At this point, Ye Qingxue pondered for a moment and said, "Young Master Ling probably needs a lot of money to do things. Chunqian, you should lend him 20,000 taels of silver. When he succeeds, remember to ask him to repay the money."

"The returned silver was donated to temples or nunneries, or saved to be donated to disaster victims in years of disaster."

"Each of you four should keep five thousand taels of silver for yourselves, as my dowry."

Spring, summer, autumn, and winter held back their tears all night, but finally couldn't hold them back any longer. Some sobbed quietly, while others turned away to wipe their tears.

Chunqian rushed forward and hugged Ye Qingxue: "Miss, we don't want any money, we just want you to live a healthy life. Heaven has been too cruel to you!"

Ye Qingxue patted her head, her eyes welling up with tears: "We parted so early in this life so that we could be better people in the next life and meet you all again."

"But in Chunqian's heart, Miss is already the best person ever." Chunqian cried, unable to catch her breath.

The emotions that everyone had been holding back for nine days finally erupted, and they could no longer hold back, crying so hard they almost passed out.

Finally, Qiu Shen stepped forward and helped Chun Qian up: "Miss is not feeling well, please don't upset her."

Crying in sorrow is very distressing and physically harmful, and it is even more torturous for those who are ill. Chunqian understood this, so she did her best to control her grief.

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