Needless to say, Wang Laowu was stabbed through the chest by a soldier and died a miserable death.
As for Qin Wanru, her head was broken when she fell off the horse, and she died after that night.
Looking at Qin Wanru lying lifeless on the cart, Su Man felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.
Along the way, they experienced too many life and death separations. They had no time to love those they loved, and no time to hate those they hated.
Being alive has become an incomparable luxury.
"Wanru!"
Widow Song lay on the cart, wailing loudly, "Open your eyes and look at mother, son, look at mother!"
Qin Mosheng stood beside her and couldn't help but shed tears.
Besides sadness, there was also a sense of guilt and regret in his eyes.
The old man sent off the young man, and Widow Song cried her heart out.
"My son, it's mother who has harmed you! It's mother who has harmed you!"
Hearing this, Su Man's heart moved. Harming Qin Wanru? Why did she say that?
Could it really be their doing?
If this is true, their original intention was probably not to kill Qin Wanru, but now that this has happened, they must be very upset.
As expected, Widow Song knelt on the ground in agony. She looked up to the sky and screamed, "I am the one who deserves to die. I deserve to die, Wanru, I am sorry for you! I shouldn't have..."
"mother!"
Qin Mo was afraid that Widow Song would let the cat out of the bag, so he quickly helped her up. "Mom, you're so sad that you're confused. My sister in heaven wouldn't want you to be so sad. Please get up quickly."
"Wanru! Wanru!"
Widow Song screamed at the top of her lungs, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.
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