Chapter 917: Wedding Dress
Ye Fei knelt before the tombstone, gently stroking the two characters "Jiang Xun" on it.
"Mother, I have so much to say to you."
"But you are no longer here... I miss you very much, even though I never actually saw you."
"The Tang family should still firmly believe that you are still alive."
Hua Hua listened quietly to the girl's soliloquy at the grave, her eyes lowered. After a while, she raised her arm and waved it at the towering tree in front of her.
Several green vines, driven by the flowers, climbed down from the tree, encircling a black wooden box with intricate carvings, and then presented it to Ye Fei.
Ye Fei raised her eyes, reached out and took the black wooden box, then turned to look at Hua Hua.
Hua Hua said softly, "This was left behind by Jiang Xun before his death. Master, please open it and take a look."
...
Hua Hua reserved her alone time for Ye Fei.
Standing before the tombstone, Ye Fei, with a heavy heart, slowly opened the black wooden box.
Inside the box was a deep red wedding dress, adorned with delicate silver and white jade beads, and embroidered with lifelike phoenixes and large begonia flowers stitch by stitch with precious gold thread.
Ye Fei gently stroked the wedding dress. She thought it was her mother's wedding dress, but after comparing it carefully, she found that the size of the wedding dress was just right for her at this moment.
In other words, this wedding dress was sewn stitch by stitch by her mother before she died, and then presented to her after she grew up.
Ye Fei's eyes were red.
Although the man my mother eventually married was not a good one.
But she still sincerely hopes that her daughter will one day wear this wedding dress...
"Mother, I may never have the chance to wear the wedding dress you sewed for me."
Ye Fei held the wedding dress in her arms, then lay down on the empty ground next to the tombstone, whispering, "The wedding dress is beautiful, I like it very much... Thank you."
When Hua Hua returned, she saw Ye Fei lying on her side next to the tombstone, hugging the wedding dress tightly, her eyes closed, as if she were asleep.
It's like snuggling in your mother's warm embrace, sleeping peacefully.
Upon seeing this, Hua Hua felt a surge of bitterness welling up in her heart.
Is this moment of peace and tranquility only possible beside the graves of her loved ones?
Just then, a cool breeze swept by.
A white figure, ethereal and seemingly unreal, slowly appeared beside Ye Fei.
Hua Hua couldn't help but widen her eyes—that figure had an almost identical appearance to the girl lying beside the grave!
That's... Jiang Xun!
The woman in white gently stroked Ye Fei's hair with her hand, her almost transparent fingers moving from her hair to her face, her eyes lowered, her gaze kind and gentle.
A moment later, the woman in white raised her eyes and met Hua Hua's gaze, giving her a gentle smile.
Immediately, she placed her slender fingers to her lips, making a shushing gesture.
"Thank you for your hard work, Huahua... From now on, please stay by her side for me."
The woman in white silently uttered a sentence with her lips.
Hua Hua was slightly taken aback. By the time she realized what was happening, the woman in white had already disappeared.
Just like what we just saw, it was nothing more than a false illusion.
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After leaving the Wooden Spring, Ye Fei returned to the cabin.
Master was cooking, and Rongxi had disappeared again. Only the young man in the snow-white brocade robe was sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding a rabbit.
Seeing Ye Fei return, Hua Ling smiled at her, but her gaze fell on Ye Fei's slightly red eyes the next second.
"Xiao Fei?" The painting spirit's smile vanished. "You...you're crying?"
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