Chapter 349 Xie Zhe’s consciousness is scattered: Mom, I’m in so much pain
Wen Xingluo ran to Wei Si at the right time and held her hand tightly, "Mom, let's go!"
But she failed to pull Wei Si.
She looked back in surprise, "Mom?"
Wei Si held her hand in hers, tightening it again and again.
She gazed deeply at the girl, and with her other hand gently traced the girl's eyebrows and eyes, as if she wanted to engrave her appearance firmly in her heart.
Wen Xingluo sensed something was wrong, and her voice trembled as she repeatedly grabbed the hem of Wei Si's sleeve, "Mother..."
"When you were born, I hated the world, so I didn't get a good look at your face." Wei Si caressed the girl's cheek with her warm palm. "When I came to my senses, my Ningning had grown into a big girl. Our Ningning is so beautiful."
Wen Xingluo's eyes were bloodshot, tears rolled down his cheeks, and he silently and stubbornly clutched the corner of her sleeve.
Wei Si wiped her tears and smiled at Wei Ying, who was standing not far behind her. "Gao Yang, can you take Ningning away?"
Wei Ying nodded obediently, walked forward and held Wen Xingluo's hand.
Wei Si touched the two little girls' heads again.
Like an ordinary mother giving instructions to her two children before going out for a trip, she smiled and said, "You two must not quarrel."
Wen Xingluo pursed her lips stubbornly, staring at Wei Si through tearful eyes, tears streaming down her face like pearls falling from a broken string.
Wei Ying held her hand tightly and led her out of the treasure house.
The girl refused to let go of her mother's sleeve. She was dragged by Wei Ying, and the ground was shaking, making her unstable. Her slender white fingertips finally slipped off the wide sleeve with rouge-red peony embroidery.
She finally broke down and cried out loudly, "Mom!"
Wei Si looked at her with almost greed and infatuation, not even willing to blink.
It was not until Wen Xingluo was taken out of the treasure house by Wei Ying that she reluctantly looked away.
She wiped away the tears on her face and turned to look into the depths of the treasure house.
Xie Zhe is not dead yet.
He looked old and haggard, and although his limbs were twisted and he no longer had a human form, he still stumbled towards this side, obviously unwilling to give up the chance to escape.
He had no time to pay attention to Wei Si and the others. He only stared at the exit of the treasury, calculating how to seek revenge, how to consolidate his throne, and how to seek eternal life after surviving today...
Wei Si tightly grasped the golden hairpin and stood in front of him.
Not far away, Mei Chuyi and Zhang Tingliu were covered in wounds. They struggled to get up and walked towards Xie Zhe step by step with strong hatred.
The luxurious peony palace skirt slowly dragged across the jade and gold-inlaid floor tiles.
The three women walked towards the darkness, their figures completely obscured by the collapsing beams behind them.
"Xie Zhe, let's put an end to our grudge right now."
“No…no…no!”
A large, wrinkled hand suddenly stretched out from under the beam.
But he was quickly dragged back.
The sharp blade pierced into the flesh, and the man's shouting, cursing, and pleas for mercy were almost inaudible in the collapsed Baiyujing.
Xie Zhe lay on his back in a pool of blood.
He kept his eyes open, watching the rocks falling from the dome.
In my mind, the scene of my childhood unconsciously emerged——
He was only four or five years old at that time.
His impression of his biological mother was very vague, only a vague and gentle outline. Ever since he could remember, the word "mother" was more often associated with the concubine in the Jianye Palace.
My aunt is very beautiful and is the apple of my father's eye.
At first, his aunt was very kind to him, and the three of them would always have meals together. Despite his young age, he would dress neatly and sit at the table, looking at his aunt who was smiling in the evening light, and an inexplicable sense of happiness would well up in his heart.
At that time, he really wanted to call his aunt mother.
But not long after, my aunt became pregnant.
He couldn't help feeling jealous as he watched his aunt stroking her belly and smiling.
The aunt probably noticed that he was unhappy, so she told him that even if she gave birth to the baby, she would still treat him the same.
He was so well comforted that he didn't even dare to cause trouble during his aunt's pregnancy.
But he was still young and didn't understand that if his aunt really loved him, she wouldn't have named him "Zhe".
And his aunt really lied to him.
Shortly after my aunt gave birth to my younger brother, she was made the princess of Jianye Palace by my father.
There was no longer any sight of him in the aunt's eyes.
Such a gentle gaze seemed to always only fall on his younger brother.
At that time, he had just started studying with a teacher, who taught him not to compete with others and to be kind-hearted. So he tried his best to curb his jealousy of his brother and his resentment towards his aunt, and from then on he lived in the villa and concentrated on his studies, as if they did not exist.
He was proficient in both literature and martial arts, and as he grew younger, he made friends with a group of people from the martial arts world.
They regarded themselves as knights-errant, taking pleasure in revenge, robbing the rich and helping the poor, sweeping across the Great Wall from Jianye like a gale. He mixed in with them, and when he rode his horse and whipped it, even the wind blowing across his cheeks had the flavor of freedom and wildness.
Later, his younger brother somehow discovered that he was working as a ranger outside.
The younger brother thought it was very interesting and asked him to take him to play together.
Seeing that his younger brother was cute, he agreed.
But on the first day of riding, my brother broke his leg.
The aunt burst into tears and knelt in front of her father, saying that she not only taught her brother bad things, but also caused him to be injured, and begged her father to punish him severely.
His father was furious and ordered him to cut off all contact with that group of scoundrels. He also punished him by making him kneel in his brother's yard and was whipped fifty times.
It was a day in midsummer.
The red clouds at dusk stretched as far as the eye could see, as if they were about to set the gold-carved and jade-painted palace ablaze.
He looked at his aunt standing in the corridor, covering her lips and laughing softly, and thought of her disguise and deception when he was young. He suddenly wanted to break her neck.
It rained heavily at night.
Nine warm lamps were lit in the bedroom, and the window frames covered with Korean paper reflected the figures of the father accompanying the mother and son.
Their family of three was so happy and reunited, but there was no room for him.
Xie Zhe laughed in the heavy rain.
Smiling, he looked up at the dark sky silently.
He couldn't help but wonder what the situation would be like if his mother were still alive.
Doesn't he have to grow up stumbling and suffering all kinds of grievances?
When he was injured, would his mother also feel so distressed and side with him?
He missed his mother so much.
Mother is the god who created life, and gods should not die.
All mothers in this world should live well and protect and cherish their children.
Baiyujing is collapsing.
Turbid old tears rolled down the corners of Xie Zhe's eyes.
His consciousness was scattered, and he stretched out his hands to grope around in the air, calling out softly: "Mom, it hurts so much..."
Wei Si knelt beside him, her hair disheveled, and the blood had dyed her palace skirt a darker color.
She lowered her head and stared at the golden peony hairpin in her palm.
The hairpin has become twisted and deformed, and the beautiful gold-foil peony is no longer lifelike.
But this was her mother's favorite gold hairpin when she was alive, and she found it from Xie Zhe's treasury.
"Mother, Sisi is here to see you..."
Wei Si called out gently.
She closed her eyes and held the golden peony hairpin close to her heart.
The next moment, Baiyujing collapsed and fell completely into the underground abyss.
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