Huo Jiwen continued shouting unwillingly, and tried to rush forward, but Huo Xingchen had him dragged away.
Huo Xi also recognized Huo Jiwen, never expecting that his once proud nephew would turn out like this.
But I couldn't feel any sympathy for him; it was all Huo Jiwen's own doing.
So the three of them pretended not to recognize Huo Jiwen and continued chatting and laughing as they went to the newly opened restaurant for dinner.
Huo Jiwen, who had been beaten up and left in the alley, stared intently at the backs of the group.
He couldn't help but think of the kindness and care his mother had shown him since he was a child, but now it was all gone, and all of it had become Huo Xi's.
He suddenly burst into tears, crying, "I was wrong, I was wrong, Mother, I was wrong."
"Why won't you forgive me, Mother? I was wrong!"
Unfortunately, no matter how much he regretted it, he could never win back his mother's love.
After that, Huo Jiwen started drinking heavily again, spending all the money he earned from manual labor on alcohol.
One winter, he drank himself into a stupor and froze to death at home.
When Qingyou and Huo Xingchen found out, they didn't even bother to collect his body.
The landlord found it unlucky and had his body transported to a ditch outside the city and dumped there.
After Shi Lingqiao ran away with the peddler, she lived a good life at first, but after the peddler got tired of her, he sold her to the lowest-class brothel.
Before the emperor's men could make a move, Shi Lingqiao contracted an unclean disease, was thrown out of the brothel, and died by the roadside.
After Shi Ling's death, Qingyou, disguised as the Taoist priest Qingfeng, disappeared from the palace, leading the emperor to believe she was a deity.
Meanwhile, Qingyou and Huo Xingchen traveled around, learning many ancient skills that would be lost in the future.
When they were in their eighties, they held hands, closed their eyes, and passed away.
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