Wen Xi felt very satisfied seeing that Jiangbei was getting better and better because of his efforts.
Part of the land was distributed to the brothers who had been working with him, and part was used to pay for the school in the future.
The restaurant was also handed over to Fang Ya, because Wen Xi's physical strength was getting worse and worse, like an old man in his twilight years.
I sleep almost until noon every day.
Fang Ya came in with a bowl of bird's nest and said worriedly:
"Sister, eat something!"
Wen Xi leaned lazily on the bed, took the bowl, took a sip, and returned it, then asked:
"Is there any news from the capital?"
Fang Ya nodded:
"Well, the Emperor has already appointed a crown prince. Mo'er is now free. I heard he's on his way back to northern Xinjiang. This time he brought his family with him."
In fact, what Fang Ya didn’t say was that because Wen Xi’s condition was not very good, Gu Shengmo couldn’t wait and rushed back as soon as the prince was established.
Wen Xi nodded, closed her eyes tiredly and said:
"Okay, I'll sleep a little longer."
Fang Ya felt uneasy watching her elder sister like this. She had never imagined Wen Xi would be so seriously ill. She was only a little over forty. Why did she look like she was in her seventies or eighties?
Wen Xi woke up unusually early that day, and he seemed much more energetic. Fang Ya was so happy that she was like a child.
Wen Xi smiled and asked:
"Where did Mo'er go?"
"We've already reached the northern border. We'll definitely be there tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
Wen Xi nodded:
"Okay, remember to ask the kitchen to prepare his favorite dishes."
Fang Ya smiled and said:
"Don't worry, sister. He won't be wronged."
The next day, Wen Xi seemed to have a feeling and glanced at the beams reluctantly. Then she took out the modern clothes from the coffin.
This time, the clothes were surprisingly easy to take out. Wen Xi put them on without hesitation.
Why? Wen Xi knew. Her time was up.
Gu Shengmo, who was almost at Hongri City, seemed to sense something and his heart skipped a beat. He immediately left everyone behind and rode back at top speed.
When I entered the room, I saw Fang Ya sitting on the edge of the bed crying, while my sister was lying there motionless in a strange outfit.
There was a buzzing sound in his head, and Gu Shengmo fell to his knees in despair.
"You're here?"
Gu Shengmo was startled when he heard the sound. He thought his elder sister had already... He immediately crawled over with both legs.
A smile appeared on Wen Xi's pale face:
"What? You thought I was dead? How could I bear to leave without waiting for you?"
Gu Shengmo burst into tears without any dignity, hugging Wen Xi's arms:
"Sister, please, don't leave me, don't leave me. I can't live without you. How can I live if you leave?"
Wen Xi weakly raised her hand, wanting to touch the brother she had always protected with her life, but she was unable to do so and her hand would not obey her.
Gu Shengmo took the opportunity to put his face in his sister's hands.
Wen Xi looked at Gu Shengmo with satisfaction:
"I haven't let my mother down. You should live well in the future. You must always be a useful person. Sister is really going to leave this time. Sister is too tired. She lived in misery for the first half of her life. I can enjoy these few years of happiness in the end. Sister has lived a worthwhile life."
After saying that, Wen Xi fell silent. Before anyone could react, Wen Xi's body slowly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then disappeared.
The bed was empty, as if no one had ever slept in it.
The few people who were originally sad didn't know what to do in an instant.
Gu Shengmo, no longer a child, more or less understood that this might be related to his sister's coffin. So he was not only sad, but even anxious. Because even his sister's body was lost to him.
The few of them calmed down and thought about the many differences in Wen Xi, so they naturally didn't mention anything else.
Gu Shengmo announced to the public that Gu Wenxi had passed away, and what was buried was just an empty coffin.
Standing in front of the tomb, Gu Shengmo held the wooden box that his elder sister had entrusted Fang Ya to leave for him. His thoughts seemed to have returned to the Gu Mansion in the capital.
Gu Yan's private money went around in circles and finally returned to his own hands. Gu Shengmo looked at the wooden box with a bitter taste in his mouth.
"I'm sorry, sister, for making you work so hard to accompany me for so many years!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
