It was a very cold snowy night.
It is rare for Yangzhou to have heavy snow, but it was so cold that thick snow covered the ground, and the cold was as biting as the winter in Xiaoyue City.
Dota saw with his own eyes that the cruel old woman held the baby in her arms and coldly locked her outside the house.
Yuan Zhizhi's cries were heartbreaking, but the old nanny was so angry that she simply locked her in a cold cage.
Fear and terror were written all over the little face, and the tear-filled eyes seemed to be desperately crying for help.
Even Dota, who is usually calm, couldn't help but become anxious at this moment.
He flew from outside the mansion to Fengqiyuan, eager to ask Yuan Zhao to save Zhizhi.
However, he saw that Yuan Zhao had fallen into a deep sleep and was not aware of anything unusual outside.
There was an empty bowl of medicine beside her bed, with a few drops of liquid still remaining on the edge of the bowl.
Dota suddenly understood everything.
He looked at the empty bowl, anger and despair intertwined in his heart, all the words were stuck in his throat and could no longer be spoken.
Powerless, he could only float back to Yuan Zhizhi's side and watch her curled up in the cold cage.
Her breath became weaker and weaker, and her childish cries gradually became quieter until she could no longer make any sound.
Dota clenched his hands into fists, but couldn't touch anything. It felt like a sharp blade was cutting through his heart, making him feel extremely painful.
The sky gradually brightened, and the morning light shone on the earth, but it was cold and ruthless.
The little man in the cage had already turned purple all over and curled up into a ball, no longer making any sound.
Dota stared at the scene in a daze, as if he was nailed to the spot, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.
how so?
How did it turn out like this?
Isn’t Zhizhi fine?
She is so well-behaved and sensible, and always has that lovely smile on her face.
She was lively and intelligent. She had to return to the capital, go to Beiqiang, and then fly with Cang Yuan to Xiaoyue City to meet him...
But now, she actually fell here, freezing in this cold snowy night.
Dota's eyes were filled with disbelief and deep pain.
It felt like a huge crack was torn in my chest, and a silent wail roared in my heart, but I couldn't utter a single word.
The old nanny returned slowly, holding Yuan Zhizhi, who had already died, in her arms, with a triumphant smile on her face.
She held the little child in her arms and walked straight towards Fengqiyuan.
Dota stood not far away, watching her figure gradually walk away, his body as stiff as if frozen.
He wanted to follow, but he didn't dare.
He couldn't face or bear the things that happened to him, and he couldn't imagine what Yuan Zhao would do.
Finally, he stopped on the roof, letting the biting cold wind penetrate his shadow.
After a while, he heard heart-wrenching cries coming from Fengqi Courtyard.
The voice penetrated the cold snowy night and struck Dota's heart.
It was Yuan Zhao's voice.
Dota closed his eyes, his fingers trembling slightly.
He could no longer feel the despair and pain beneath this grief, as if the whole world was torn into pieces by these cries.
There was chaos in Fengqi Courtyard. Yuan Zhao was so angry that he vomited blood and fainted.
And at this time, she had no relatives or loved ones to accompany her.
The maid hurried to ask Wei Shaoqing to come home, but she couldn't find him anywhere.
Dota knew that he was making peace with his ex-boyfriend.
The maid went to find the old lady again, but she claimed to be ill and only sent the court doctor to see her.
The coldness in Fengqiyuan is as chilling as the wind and snow outside.
Yuan Zhizhi's untimely death became the last straw that broke Yuan Zhao's back, completely destroying her body and mind.
The girl who used to be as bright as spring, loving to laugh and lively, is now like a flower that has been uprooted. She has lost nutrients and is not only gradually withering, but even starting to rot.
There was no longer any light in her eyes, replaced by endless despair and silence.
Only a month after Zhizhi left, the old lady couldn't wait to lead Wei Jiaojiao into Fengqiyuan.
The old lady said to Yuan Zhao in a dignified manner,
"Jiaojiao is a smart and clever child, so I'll adopt her under your name to ease your grief over losing your daughter."
Hearing this, Yuan Zhao felt that the blood in his chest was almost rushing up to his throat.
She held on to the edge of the bed tightly, forced herself to stand up, and shouted angrily,
"Wei Shaoqing! Our daughter just passed away! How dare you bring another child here! Do you still have eyes for her?!"
Wei Shaoqing stood not far away, his face cold and indifferent, unwilling to say a word.
He didn't even glance at Yuan Zhao's angry eyes before he uttered a ruthless remark.
"Yuan Zhao, are you crazy enough? She is just a child who died in infancy. Do you really want to destroy the entire Wei family for her?"
Tears were about to burst out of Yuan Zhao's eyes. She gritted her teeth and her chest heaved violently.
But the anger did not ignite in the end, and she found that she no longer had the energy to argue with Wei Shaoqing.
Wei Shaoqing looked at her silent appearance and smiled coldly, "She is indeed crazy."
Then he turned around and left, telling the people around him,
"Increase the dosage of her medicine so that she can be well and at peace."
Since then, Yuan Zhao has increased the dosage of medicine he takes every day.
The effect of the drug made her drowsy all day long. She didn't even have the strength to stand up, let alone walk out of the yard that she had personally decorated.
In Fengqi Courtyard, the small house that was once filled with flowers and artworks has now become extremely silent. The cold wind blowing in through the window lattices makes it even more chilling and biting.
Yuan Zhao lay on the bed, staring blankly at the beams of the house. Even the candlelight beside the bed seemed to be flickering.
She would occasionally wake up from the effects of the drugs, but the moment she opened her eyes, the feeling of emptiness that hit her made her even more painful.
Her daughter is no longer with us, and her husband and family have long since become strangers.
During these days, Dota always stayed by her side.
He watched Yuan Zhao wither away bit by bit in this yard, his heart ached, but he could do nothing.
He tried to touch her and comfort her countless times, but his hands passed through her body again and again.
"A Chao..." He called her name softly, but the only response he got was her empty eyes and heavy sighs.
Dota had never hated his own powerlessness so much.
He doesn't understand why the world is like this?
Mingming Achao and Zhizhi are both alive and well,
But why here, Yuan Zhao's life, from the moment she left Qingshan Academy, began to slide into the abyss.
He could only watch all this happen, unable to change anything.
Time and again, he felt the heartache and the pain in his heart.
He didn't want to watch any more, he wanted to wake up and end this dream.
But looking at the desperate Yuan Zhao in this world, he felt a little reluctant.
He couldn't bear to leave her here alone...
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