Chapter 911

"Daughter... It's her mother's fault... Thousands of mistakes. She shouldn't blame you for all the mistakes... In the past, she was too soft and weak to kill the real villain, but she could only vent her anger on your weak daughter... She should die... She was wrong..."

Zhenrong constantly remorse, guilt, vent.

After so many years of sin, her daughter suffered. Now after so many experiences, Zhenrong completely realized how many things she had done wrong these years.

The corner of Xi yue'er's eye is already full of tears, these words, if the mother in this world can wake up early, then everything will not be like this now.

I can't go back.

Fortunately

In exchange for the previous sufferings, in this world, the original body and its mother have resolved all hatred and reunited, which is the best.

Tears along the cheek gathered in the chin, and then silent dripping down, scalding each other's hearts.

"Daughter, can you forgive your mother? Although it's not worth it, I still want you to forgive me. " Zhenrong asked with a lump in her throat.

She said with a relieved smile: "I've forgiven you for a long time... I just wish you well, nothing else is important..."

I also hope that my mother can live in peace after she leaves.

They cried together again.

People around you also wipe tears.

When the whole yuan lie was about to shed tears, he turned his back and interrupted: "isn't it marriage? It's so festive that I'm crying. I don't know. I think people are forced to marry. "

"King Chen has always been what you like. Now you are going to marry her. It's just like you wish. You haven't gone the way your mother used to. As long as you are happy, it's worth letting your mother die now." Zhenrong said.

She hastened to say: "don't say such words, mother. It's unlucky to die. Don't worry. I will fight for my own happiness. It's mine. I can't run away. It's not mine... I will fight for it. Even if it can't be mine in the end, I can only accept my life."

Zhen rongdun, leaned to whisper: "if you like, you must firmly grasp, don't cheap others."

She couldn't help laughing: "it depends on whether the other party likes me or not?"

"It's true that I'm going to be married tomorrow, and I still say such sad words." Zhenrong reproaches falsely.

Zihan wiped his tears, pointed to the next door and said: "madam, miss, don't... Don't be so sad. Miss married in the past is just a wall apart, and you can walk a few steps to see her in the future."

"Like I can fly directly over the wall and see the master." Yinchuan also wanted to comfort, but he didn't know how to say it, so he said it according to his own nature.

I just didn't expect that this sentence made everyone laugh.

Yinchuan didn't understand very well. Seeing that everyone laughed, she also laughed faintly.

Yuan Liefu sighed. It's a family that can't understand

"Everyone laughs so brightly, it seems that it's really a happy event." All of a sudden, a voice with a bit of old voice came through the air.

So deep skill that people present can not help but be vigilant.

But as soon as she was on guard, xiyue'er looked up and was surprised: "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to congratulate you. Besides, I'm here to see ah Rong."

Wen Yan, Zhenrong turns around slowly and mechanically, and sees the person coming towards her

A big shock!

Eyes tremble, hands tremble, mouth speechless, but the corner of the eye crash... Overflow crystal clear tears!

"It's... It's... It's you!" Zhenlan by her side stares at her for a long time. She screams in amazement and turns to Zhenrong: "Madam..."

Zhenrong trembled out of the crowd and walked to the visitors.

Xiyue'er motioned to all the people present not to speak.

The others motioned and said nothing.

"Ah Jung, here I am." A gray robe of Changyuan, white hair prominent temples, Ying Ying between a smile, still have the warmth of youth, but now there is a trace of vicissitudes of life.

Zhenrong looked at him and finally burst out in tears: "Chang... Changyuan... I... I finally wait for you... You finally come..."

They hugged each other tightly, then sobbed.

They should leave a separate space for them, so xiyue'er let them into the room, while she quietly led the others out, closed the door, and five people sat outside at a table, speechless.

Fang LAN stares at the closed door. After a long time, she cries out: "Madam has finally waited for the person she is waiting for..."

She comforted, "well, just wait until it's done."

Even if the youth has gone, but the beloved can finally return to their side, before all the suffering is worth it.

She looks at the sky and tears out a bitter smile. Will her people wait?

Nagasaki and she looked at each other with a smile, she said: "there are many things you don't know. When you get there later, the Nagasaki Council will explain them to you in detail, so you don't have to worry about anything."

"But..." Zhenrong still hesitated.

She seemed to have guessed something and asked tentatively, "does mother care about... Her identity?"

Smell speech, Zhen Rong Zheng for a while, then bite lips, nervous and timid to see a side of Changyuan.

Changyuan, however, smiles calmly and holds Zhenrong's hand in his own: "ah Rong, you forget that you and I were husband and wife. That night, you and I made three bows and nine kowtows, worshipped heaven and earth, worshipped the people in the high hall. It was the old thief Yao Yuanchuan who robbed you when you and I entered the bridal chamber. Otherwise, we would have been together long ago."

She agreed: "yes, everything comes first and then comes. At that time, it was the mother and the elder who worshipped heaven and earth and became husband and wife. You don't need to worry about it any more. Besides, a piece of paper is just a piece of paper. If you love each other, what are you going to do with the red tape?"

Changyuan looked over and said with a smile, "it seems that Yuer's ideological attainments are higher than my husband's, and she thinks more freely than me. So, ah Rong, I don't care about these. What are you still doing?"

Zhenrong nodded, tears streaming down, was held in Changyuan's arms, gently patted on the back, as if to comfort children.

"Well, I'll ask aunt Fang LAN to pack up for you. You can leave tomorrow evening." She turned and closed the door gently.

As soon as she came out, Fang LAN came up and said, "Miss, do you really want me to stay and take care of you?"

"You've been with your mother for so many years, and you've suffered a lot. Why do you follow me? Aunt Fang LAN still needs your care. Besides, if you stay here, won't you rob Zihan's job? "

She gave a funny smile.

Zihan nodded immediately behind him: "yes, aunt Fang LAN, you will take care of the young lady. What about me?"

"This..."

"Don't worry, miss. Yinchuan and I are taking care of her. Nothing will happen." Zihan patted his chest carelessly: "I promise, I will never let Miss have anything."

After such a guarantee, Fang LAN compromised.

She asked Zihan to help Fang LAN pack up the things she would bring on the road tomorrow. Then she sat alone in the courtyard.