Chapter 289 Dying with Unresolved Feelings
"You hit me? An Yan, how dare you hit me?"
Su Yan'er realized what was happening and frantically grabbed An Yan's sleeve.
"How could you hit me? Where is your conscience? You said you would love and cherish me for the rest of your life. Is your life really that short? Have you been wanting to hit me for a long time, enduring it all this time?!"
"An Yan, why are you saying that? Have you lost your mind?!"
"Why don't you just kill me? If you kill me, I won't be sad anymore!"
Su Yan'er burst into tears; she felt so wronged.
The person who had never laid a finger on her, the person who cherished her like a treasure, actually hit her.
An Yan was locked in a small dark room for seven days, unable to eat or sleep properly. Although she didn't go crazy, she was on the verge of a mental breakdown.
His head was throbbing with pain, and he looked at Su Yan'er. "What are you thinking? My mother is dying! And you're still asking me if I'll hit you or not? I was just so angry! Can't you tell what's wrong with you?!"
"What?! I'm going to die?!" Madam Yang exclaimed in shock.
"I'm perfectly fine, how could I possibly die?!"
Why are the couple arguing? Is she going to die?
Su Yan'er was still crying, "So what? You shouldn't have hit me! Why did you hit me?"
"So what?!"
An Yan was practically going crazy, yelling at Su Yan'er for the first time.
"My mother stepped on some invisible incense!"
Su Yan'er was stunned for a moment, as if she had just realized something. "What should we do? Brother Yan, please find the antidote quickly! If we find the antidote, there's still hope!"
"I...have no fragrance..."
Before Yang could finish speaking, everything suddenly went black and she fainted.
"Someone, quickly move the old lady to the ward. Then call the imperial physician! Be very careful when moving her, and make sure you don't touch the soles of her feet!"
An Yan's head was throbbing so badly it felt like it was going to explode. She turned to look at Su Yan'er.
Su Yan'er's eyes shrank back slightly.
"Go back to your room and wait for me. We'll talk when I get back. I'm going to check on my mother."
"Okay, Brother Yan, go quickly, I'm sorry..."
An Yan left without looking back.
Su Yan'er hurriedly called over servants to clean the area in front of the door thoroughly, making sure to rinse it repeatedly with water.
As for whether the servants who cleaned the house would die, that was none of her business.
Yang was taken to the main hospital after falling into a coma.
When the physician arrived, a dark aura had already spread across Madam Yang's face.
This invisible incense is strange because once it's broken or you're tainted by it, there's no cure.
He gave it to that bastard when he went there, but he never even saw him.
Even after his belongings were taken away, he still harbored a lingering hope that the person was dead. He never imagined that the beast hadn't touched them at all, but his mother…
An Dehai also came.
At this moment, Yang, who was lying on the bed, slowly woke up.
"Mother, you're awake?"
An Yan, with a stubble on his face and looking disheveled, was a far cry from his previous dignified and refined self. He knelt down beside Madam Yang's bedside, feeling ashamed.
He knew this was a final burst of energy before death.
"An Yan... my son, I have only one request before I die: let the Su family be buried with me!"
Yang felt her life slipping away; she was afraid of dying.
How could anyone not be afraid of death? Her death was so pathetic.
That Su Yan'er is a jinx; she just came to see her son and she's about to die.
If you wore this out, people would laugh their heads off.
People seem to be particularly clear-headed before they die. Madam Yang felt that she had spoiled her son too much because he was excellent in every way, so she had only spoiled him in terms of emotions.
"mother?!"
An Yan looked up in astonishment.
“Mother, Yan’er didn’t mean it. She is the mother of Da Lang, Er Lang, and Yao Mei, the matriarch of the An family. How could she…”
Yang struggled to sit up. "It seems that in your heart, even my own mother's life is not as important as Su Shi, is that it?"
An Yan lowered her head, not daring to look at her mother. "Mother, please ask for something else. I can agree to anything else, except this."
They were a young couple, and had been loving for so many years. How could he kill Yan'er?
"I can spare her life, but then divorce that wretched woman Su, find a random estate to settle her in, and let Lin take the child into the ancestral hall. This is my dying wish!"
"If you don't agree, I'll die with my eyes wide open in disbelief!"
Yang's body trembled, her vision began to blur, and her eyes were fixed on An Yan.
The son she raised from childhood has brought misfortune to three generations by marrying an unvirtuous wife.
Now that she's about to die, she finally understands this principle: she absolutely cannot let Su Yan'er bring disaster to her children and grandchildren.
"An Yan!"
"Mother, I promise you!"
Yang looked at An Dehai, who sighed, "Junru, go ahead without worry, I'll keep an eye on him."
Yang collapsed onto the bed and closed her eyes shortly afterward.
"Mother, mother!"
An Yan was going crazy. He killed his mother. His mother was dead!
He killed him!
"Stop kneeling here. The matter is already settled. Think about what to do next."
An Dehai wasn't too saddened by his wife's death. He was already quite old and had a very open mind about it. It was just that Yang's death was a bit too absurd.
On the contrary, Yang did one thing right before she died.
He's a great successor in every way, except he's too stubborn; once he's made up his mind about something, he sticks to it wholeheartedly.
This is good, considering Yang's last words and that Su Yan'er is with her son, so she can't cause much trouble.
"He only locked you up for seven days and didn't cause you any real harm?"
An Dehai was more concerned about Lin Anyuan's attitude and the future of his family.
"Yes, they locked me in a dark, sunless room..."
An Yan's eyes were lifeless.
An Dehai looked at him and sighed, "It seems that all these years, you still haven't grown into a qualified head of the family."
"Think it over carefully. I will handle this matter. In the meantime, you should take care of your mother's funeral arrangements and fulfill your filial duties."
After An Dehai finished speaking, he went outside and ran into Su Yan'er.
He stopped and looked Su Yan'er up and down for a while.
She was over thirty but still looked delicate and gentle, without any extra jewelry. She didn't look like a woman in her thirties, no wonder her son doted on her.
Such a woman was destined to be unable to shoulder the great responsibilities of the family. Concubines were alright, but they were confused at the time and actually let their son marry such a powerful clan leader.
A qualified matriarch must be of benefit to the family.
The Su family is gone now, and Su Yan'er has no value anymore.
Su Yan'er felt extremely uncomfortable under her father-in-law's gaze.
Fortunately, the person left after watching for a while.
She rushed over to An Yan, "Brother Yan, what did Dad mean by that look just now? Why was he looking at me like that! Did he say something to you?"
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