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In the bright room, the woman's face was as white as paper. An unhealthy transparency was revealed by the candlelight. She closed her eyes and sank into the crimson blanket. That bright color made her seem even more lifeless.

Like exquisite porcelain.

When Zhou Zhen saw his wife like this, his legs gave out and he knelt down in front of the bed, shaking his hands to check her breathing.

With his heart pounding, the corners of his eyes reddened as he tightly held her hand.

His fingertips were cold, but at least … Fortunately, the heavens were not so cruel as to let them be separated again!

Zhou Zhen was still rejoicing at the weak breath left in his palm. The dim light that suddenly lit up the world in his heart made him cry with joy.

Zhou Jiayu finally calmed down when he saw his father.

Xiu Ying was also carried by Shen Junxiao. She was almost on the verge of tears, yet she still didn't let go as she threw herself onto Madam Feng's body. It was only because Zhou Zhen repeatedly assured her that Madam Feng was fine that she was so skeptical.

The youth wiped away his tears and said in a trembling voice, "Mother said that she wants to instruct the little girl to prepare supper. She wanted me to call someone to come in and personally tell Father what you like to eat."

"..." His son went out of the room, but after a while, there was a commotion in the room. His son felt that something was wrong and rushed in to see that his mother had kicked a chair to hang herself. "

Although he was the first one to carry her down, the Feng family was already weak. This was undoubtedly adding insult to injury.

The youth blamed himself endlessly. His eyes, which were filled with tears, revealed a hint of malevolence as his heart ached.

Zhou Zhen once again shed tears.

At some point in time, Feng Yong had also appeared behind the crowd. Clenching his fists tightly, he closed his eyes in extreme pain.

The thing he was most afraid of happened.

Her first sister had always been a stubborn person. In the past, she had always had Xiu Ying, so she had no choice but to protect her daughter and grow up. Now that Xiu Ying was going back to the Zhou Mansion, she felt that she didn't really matter anymore!

But she was letting her loved ones suffer the pain of enmity!

Feng Ming's eyes were bloodshot. Zhou Zhen held Madam Feng's hand in a daze, and sighed after a long while: "I'll stay here. Brother, I'll be troubling you with the Shen family's matters, you guys should go take a rest as well. "

Zhou Jiayu was reluctant to leave. He had almost made a huge mistake. Xiu Ying was also unwilling to let go of the quilt. Her fingernails had even torn away at the fine silk.

Shen Junxiao knew that he was relieved. Otherwise, he wouldn't have known how Xiu Ying would have collapsed. He more or less understood why she hanged herself, and only Zhou Zhen was able to enlighten her.

He was the first one to make a move. He held Yingxiu up and said in a low voice, "I told you to let your father and mother have a chance to talk alone. Only your father can solve the problem in your mother's heart."

His voice was not loud, but it caused both Feng Ming and Zhou Jiayu to feel a chill in their hearts. They were reluctant to leave the room, so they slowly left the room.

Currently, it was indeed only Zhou Zhen who could resolve the Feng Clan's mental knot. Regardless of which woman encountered that, they would all be like the Feng Clan, preferring death.

Everyone was standing in the corridor with a heavy heart. Xiu Ying was tightly holding onto Shen Jun's smiling chest. Even now, she still couldn't breathe smoothly.

Shen Jun gently patted her back and whispered to her, "Don't be afraid, with your father here, nothing will happen. "Sleep for a while first, sleep on Third Uncle's shoulder."

Xiu Ying was already at the end of her strength, and her spirit had long since collapsed. She didn't even have the strength to focus her eyes. The youth's voice seemed to carry some magic as he consoled her sentence by sentence. She was in a state of unconsciousness. Her consciousness sank into darkness, but she still unconsciously wrapped her arms around the youth's neck.

Feng Zhen looked up and saw his niece lying on the youth's shoulder as she slowly fell asleep. The moonlight was bright and bright, and the youth's face was like jade. His face was gentle, and the little girl sleeping against him was an extremely warm scene.

He looked at Shen Jun Xiao's soft eyes. He felt that there was something amiss between the two of them, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

Xiu Ying fell asleep. Shen Jun Xiao wanted to send her back to her room, but she didn't let go of him. As long as he tried to break her hand, he would frown and cry uneasily as he called out to Madam Feng and him. Shen Jun could only laugh and do it. In fact, why would he want to let go of his own selfish motives?

A throbbing had long been hidden in his heart, and he did not know when he had become so attached to the little girl, between kinship and love, that he was ashamed and unable to speak.

Even if the two of them weren't related by blood, this was the little girl that he was taking care of for two lifetimes.

He was crazy!

In the end, Shen Junxiao could only hug her and stay in her room, leaning on the reclining chair to make her sleep more comfortably as well.

His thoughts were in a mess as he closed his eyes. In his mind, he recalled the bright smile on her face when she married Li Qingzhao in his previous life, and then the deathly pale face lying icily in her coffin. The past made his heart hurt, but very soon, in his life, she sweetly called him her third uncle's smile and stuck close to him. Even though he punished her for her lessons, she still stuck close to him, even though she was afraid.

This was his little girl, the little girl that he was carefully protecting.

While lost in his thoughts, he tightened his grip around her, as he started to feel an unbounded resistance to the fact that there was no longer any trace of Xiu Ying.

Xiu Ying was in a very uncomfortable state due to the strangling in her dreams. Unsatisfied, she began to struggle for her life. Thus, she finally let go of his neck with her small hands. Very quickly, he felt insecure and clutched the front of his shirt tightly. His small head was lightly rubbing against his chest. He smacked his lips and slept soundly after smelling a familiar smell.

She was like a little puppy, causing the teenager to laugh. She raised her hand and lightly patted his head, and even the tip of her heart had turned into water. Gradually, he abandoned all his worries, no longer thinking about his past and present lives. Even when Feng Chong was dealing with his elder brother's matters, he no longer cared about them. He was content with this moment, sleeping with her light breathing.

Even if these years of peace and quiet were enough for him now.

The night was as cold as water. A few cries came from a certain courtyard in the Shen Mansion, waking the birds in the branches to rustle.

The Feng family only woke up in the second half of the night.

She closed her eyes again in the bright candlelight. Everything she was familiar with caused her to feel despair. She wanted to move, but her body could no longer move. A deep male voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Yun Xin …" Zhou Zhen called out softly.

With her eyes closed, Madam Feng's eyelashes trembled, revealing faint tears.

Seeing that there was only a small amount of pain in his heart, Zhou Zhen felt as if a needle had pierced into his heart. His voice immediately turned hoarse, "Yun Xin, Shen Hong admitted to everything that happened. It's not your fault … It's not your fault. "

His wife had been humiliated, and he was the one who suffered the most.

Back then, if he hadn't been late, his wife wouldn't have ended up in trouble for the sake of protecting his son. If she wasn't carrying his flesh and blood, how could she have ended up in such a miserable state?

Zhou Zhen lowered his head in pain and guilt. His burning lips pressed against hers, soft and gentle. The man's tears flowed down along the firm lines of his face, burning hotter than his lips. It made Madam Feng's body and mind tremble.