When he left, he'd said he'd reserve a godfather for the child. He'd said he'd find a toy for the unborn child when he returned, one that he and Tang Chen had played with as children. But now, where was he? Was everything they'd agreed upon all a lie?
After a day and night of coma, Tang Chen finally woke up with a tired face. In a trance, Tang Chen was a little confused, was what happened before a dream or reality? "Yes, it was a dream, right..."
When she opened her eyes, she thought Wang Yanzhou and A Yuan would be there, but who knew that only Mo Yu was in the room: "Hey, why are you here? Did Xinzhai ask you to come?"
"Yes," Mo Yu nodded slightly, and after giving her a rare gentle smile, he helped her sit up and considerately added two more pillows behind her to make her more comfortable.
When Tang Chen heard Mo Yu say that Li Xinzhai had asked him to come, he grinned somewhat self-deceivingly: "I knew it, it turned out to be just a nightmare..."
Mo Yu then pressed on, "What dream?"
Tang Chen shook his head and said, "Nothing. It's the middle of the night, why are you here with me instead of going to sleep and watching over him?"
"He gave it to you," Tang Chen took a round transparent bead from Mo Yu's hand. Although he didn't know whether it was made of glass, it was indeed very similar to the enlarged version of the glass marbles they played with when they were children.
"Haha, this little bead is so beautiful..." Tang Chen held the bead tightly in his hand, placed it on his chest, lowered his head slightly, and tears finally flowed out.
Mo Yu found a handkerchief for her and placed it beside her. He took a deep breath and turned to leave. "It's good that you can still cry. I'm going back to the mourning hall first."
This time, no one came to comfort Tang Chen, no one tried to reassure her. She truly, truly hoped that everything was just a dream. Even if Wang Yanzhou and the child were gone when she woke up, she wouldn't have to watch them all disappear from her life, one by one. This was true for Lian Qiao, and it was also true for Li Xinzhai.
“…Aaaaaaaaaaa!”
A Yuan and the others who had been standing at the door and couldn't help looking into the house, saw Mo Yu coming out, but Tang Chen suddenly burst into tears and was about to rush in when he was stopped by Mo Yu: "Mr. Mo, Madam..."
Mo Yu whispered to them to keep quiet and not rush in, then said, "Don't worry, she'll be fine as long as she cries. But you have to watch her carefully and don't let her do anything stupid. Also, these tears of blood, these tears are also spiritual energy, so just use them in moderation."
After hearing what the professionals said, A Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. They had been terrified when they saw Tang Chen fainting from not being able to catch his breath. "A Yuan understands. Thank you for your concern, sir."
During this day and night, Mo Yu not only guarded the spirit altar in the west courtyard, but also waited for Tang Chen to wake up. However, Wang Yanzhou, the person who should have been here, was nowhere to be seen: "Where is your prince? If this happened on a normal day, he would most likely be the first to rush back."
Previously, there was a strong competitor, Li Xinzhai, who would compete with Wang Yanzhou for the first place; from now on, Wang Yanzhou no longer has to worry about this problem.
A Yuan sighed slightly and said, "Uncle Wang said that Qingliang Valley is currently facing internal and external troubles, so he ordered the people in the mansion to suppress the news for the time being and did not dare to tell the prince about the madam's affairs."
Mo Yu shook his head slightly and said, "Well, go make her some porridge and some medicine to help her stay pregnant."
"Yes," A Yuan was about to go to the kitchen to prepare, but when she lifted her foot, she remembered that she still had the book in her hand. She quickly turned around and caught up with Mo Yu: "Sir, all the items needed for the funeral ceremony have been prepared. Here is the list, please take a look."
Mo Yu lowered his eyes to look at the booklet in A Yuan's hand, then pushed it towards her: "No need, he doesn't care about these things, just take good care of your wife."
"yes."
What A Yuan couldn't understand was that, although she didn't know Mo Yu well before, she could tell from his daily behavior that he wasn't really that concerned about Tang Chen, and often seemed to be just completing a task. But this time, after returning from his trip, he seemed like a different person, a lot softer, and his care for Tang Chen seemed to be no longer perfunctory, but genuine.
When Wang Yanzhou received the news and handed over the affairs in his hands, when he came back, Tang Chen had gradually calmed down, but he was still sitting on the bed with red eyes, looking out the window motionless.
Looking at the haggard woman in front of him, his belated husband didn't know how to face her for a moment. He even had to rehearse the words over and over in his mind: "Achen, I'm sorry for you..."
Tang Chen knew he was coming, but in her eyes, Wang Yanzhou was not as good as the cold white plum blossom outside the window: "Have you found the murderer?"
Wang Yanzhou knew Tang Chen was angry with her, and he didn't want to defend himself. Since he didn't know what to say, he would just say it. "Hua Wuxin has already told me what happened. That murderer is not someone who can be dealt with easily."
Tang Chen looked out the window and laughed coldly, then turned around and asked, "Really?"
The look she gave him was something Wang Yanzhou had never seen since the day he met her. Was Li Xinzhai really that important to her? "Don't worry, Xinzhai's death will not be in vain."
Tang Chen sat on the bed, holding tightly in her hand the last gift Li Xinzhai had given her: "You know, he is the only relative I have in this world besides you. He walked out of my room with a playful smile that day, saying he would bring a gift for the child. Now that the gift is here, he has become a pile of dust..."
As she spoke, the tears that had stopped falling began to fall one by one from her eyes onto the quilt. Wang Yanzhou rushed forward and hugged her tightly in his arms.
Li Xinzhai disappeared forever, but for some reason, his sense of crisis became stronger and stronger: "I understand, I understand."
Tang Chen didn't force Wang Yanzhou. After all, he had more important things to do right now. "After all this is over, even if it means losing everything, I won't let those murderers have it any easier than I am right now!"
After Wang Yanzhou stayed with Tang Chen for a while, he was called away by Wang Bo. When night fell, he still hadn't returned. After Tang Chen regained some of his spirit, he changed into the plain clothes prepared by A Yuan and walked alone, lantern in hand, towards the west courtyard, which was illuminated all night long.
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