Liang Shuyi didn't dare to look at her, but just lowered his head and looked at the edge of the bed, nodded: "...Okay, I promise you."
Tang Chen held Liang Shuyi's hand, raised his head slightly, and looked at the canopy of the large carved bed. He said, "Do you remember what I told you? This journey started in Jiangling and should end in Jiangling. Although I really want to accompany them, it seems that this is where I should go in this life."
"......" Everyone in the room, who were already very quiet, became even more silent at this moment. They just listened to Tang Chen quietly and did not dare to make a sound to disturb him.
Tang Chen looked at the painful expression on Liang Shuyi's face and couldn't help but feel sorry: "Don't show that expression, I'm not going alone, God has prepared a companion for me long ago. If you really miss me, just treat this child, treat Guiyi as if he were me. Although he is not my biological son, I have never treated him as someone who has nothing to do with me. He is a pitiful person like me. I originally thought I could give him a complete family, but I didn't expect that I would make him lose his mother again."
Liang Shuyi turned his head away, took a long breath, and said, "Stop talking. You're already very tired. Take a rest."
Tang Chen hadn't felt this relaxed in ages. He felt light-headed, as if all his ailments had vanished. He threw back the quilt and, supported by Liang Shuyi, slowly walked down. He looked at the people in the room and bowed his head. "Madam, thank you, thank you all. I came here alone, and I never expected to receive such a happy gift. Tang Chen, I have no regrets in this life."
... Seeing Tang Chen's expression, the people in the room didn't know what to say. They could only offer some comforting words before leaving quietly. Led by Wang Qin, the Duke of Liang and his wife headed towards the warehouse. It looked like some things needed to be prepared in advance.
After Tang Chen woke up, she felt refreshed and not tired at all. After she quietly climbed to the tallest building of Qingliang Palace with Liang Shuyi's company, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw a white line finally appear in the originally dark sky.
The night was finally over. If it was just a dream, it would have dissipated in the wind with the appearance of the sun. Tang Chen slowly closed her eyes, feeling the first rays of morning sun gently shining on her face. The feeling was exactly the same as the day she left Jiangdu and began her journey. "Shuyi, tell me, what if you are all just a dream of mine?"
Liang Shuyi was slightly stunned and said, "...I would rather this was just a dream. That way, I wouldn't have to know that you are about to disappear and be unable to do anything."
"If all this is a dream, it means that after I wake up, you will gradually disappear from my mind. If I forget Yan Zhou and forget you, I feel that even my soul will become incomplete." After saying that, Tang Chen chuckled and slowly opened his eyes. The scenery that should have been clearly displayed in front of him was now blurry no matter how wide he opened his eyes.
Liang Shuyi patted the back of Tang Chen's hand and said softly, "Don't think about it anymore. I'll help you go back and rest. Have a good sleep. When you wake up, Yanzhou, Chenxin, Qinghe, Mr. Ouyang, Zhongqin, Nianqing, Shaoqing and others will be back. Then, we will have a perfect family dinner. Do you remember the first time you celebrated Yanzhou's birthday? We hung all kinds of colorful lanterns on the trees in the palace, just like the Lantern Festival..."
Before she could finish her words, Tang Chen, who had been leaning on Liang Shuyi's shoulder and had agreed to watch the sunrise together, stopped responding. Liang Shuyi froze for a moment, then, with a trembling hand, gently touched Tang Chen's nose. There, there was no longer any warm and moist breath, only a bone-chilling cold wind.
By the time Lingfeng brought Tang Chen's body back to the yard, Mrs. Liang and Wang Qin had already prepared everything they could.
Liang Shuyi, with a big belly, sat aside to rest for a while, then took the gorgeous dress that Tang Chen had only worn once from Wang Qin's hand and gently put it on her. Mrs. Liang took the comb with a loving face, just like on her wedding day, and carefully combed her long black hair into a bun.
After everything was ready, Liang Shuyi, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly threw herself on Tang Chen's side and burst into tears. It all happened so fast, so fast that she only now truly felt that she would never laugh or make a fuss again. "Just like this, have a good sleep. You've been very tired recently. Don't worry about Guiyi. Remember what you said, he and Shuang'er were engaged as children, so he is my son. I will definitely raise him well."
Mrs. Liang was worried about Liang Shuyi's health, so she quickly helped her up and wiped the tears from her face while saying, "Shuyi, you should take a rest. Wang Qin is already preparing things that will be needed soon. You are still pregnant, so don't be too sad. You must also take care of yourself and the child. Achen is gone, and the child is not yet born. Perhaps, with God's blessing, she will be born into our family. Who knows."
Liang Shuyi had never believed in ghosts or gods, but today's comforting words from Madam Liang gave her a glimmer of hope: "Mother, please tell Wang Qin that Tang Chen's affairs must be kept secret. Even the people in the barracks are absolutely forbidden to know. I have already made arrangements for the Qilin Guard. I, I can't let the people on the front line be affected."
Seeing that Liang Shuyi's mood had calmed down, Madam Liang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "I know everything, I know everything."
...After today, the last pair of poisonous insects in this world that have been together through life and death will only exist in the stories of our elders and anecdotes of the martial arts world.
The mountain house where Hua Wuxin recuperated was now practically deserted. The two attendants who had diligently cared for him with expressionless faces until the end of his life had already collected his ashes.
Ziyu followed Hua Wuxin's instructions and burned everything in his room. Then he returned to the house. Seeing a bundle on the table, he thought Zhiyu must have packed up most of his things. "Is everything packed up?"
Zhiyu mentally counted the things he had brought and replied, "Yes, the shopkeeper has already prepared everything. According to the shopkeeper's last request, I will personally escort the shopkeeper's ashes back to Bugui Peak for burial."
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