"But it was also that time that really hurt my roots. My mother has never been happy again. I am the only son of my parents."

"Now, my mother is forcing me to marry my cousin. I am really in a dilemma."

"I can't convince my parents to accept Xiao Yu. Over there, I feel ashamed to face Xiao Yu, so I can only hide at home."

"I really didn't know that my family actually sent someone to Changping Village..."

"Haha, what a coincidence." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Your mother hanged herself to force you to get married. Xiaoyu also hanged herself because she was heartbroken. They all die in the same way, haha..." she added.

"What?"

Ning Su was so shocked that his eyes nearly popped out.

"You said Xiaoyu..." His face turned pale, he covered his chest and leaned down.

Then, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yang Ruoqing was startled. Is this illness? Or is it caused by anxiety?

"Hey, don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet!" she said quickly.

"Fortunately, it was discovered in time, otherwise Xiaoyu would be dead right now." She said.

Ning Su breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

He raised his sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his facial features were twisted together with pain and guilt.

"I can't help my mother, let alone Xiaoyu. I, I am a sinner. Damn it, it's me..."

He raised his hand and punched his chest several more times.

The fist hit the flesh, making a muffled sound. This was a real hit, and no effort was wasted at all.

"Brother Ning, there is nothing to say about these things that have already happened. It is useless to say anything because the damage has already been done."

Yang Ruoqing interrupted Ning Su and said directly.

"And you, don't hurt yourself, because even if you poke a hole in your chest, the problem won't be solved!" she said again.

Ning Su slowly raised his eyes and looked at Yang Ruoqing, his eyes filled with silence.

"As long as there is a way, I won't be like this..." He said hoarsely, with a look of frustration and defeat on his face.

Seeing him like this, Yang Ruoqing felt pity for him and angry at him.

Gritting her teeth, she came to Ning Su.

"Let me ask you something, do you want to marry Xiao Yu as your wife?" she asked.

Ning Su smiled bitterly and said, "I also want to marry her in my dream."

Yang Ruoqing snapped her fingers, "I have a good idea here, which may help you get out of this dead situation. Do you dare to take a gamble?"

Ning Su raised his head, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, "I do!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, from now on, you have to do it according to my method..."

…

At dawn, Yang Ruoqing was still sleeping, and Xiaoyu, who was lying on the inside of the bed, suddenly sat up.

Yang Ruoqing also quickly opened her eyes and sat up.

"What's wrong? Are you having a nightmare?" she asked.

Xiaoyu turned around, panting, looking frightened.

"Qing'er, I had a strange dream. I dreamed about Brother Ning, and he was dead!" Xiaoyu said tremblingly.

"ah?"

Yang Ruoqing was also startled and fell asleep by seven points.

"Dreams and reality are the opposite of each other. You are thinking about things every day and dreaming about things at night. Don't take it seriously." She quickly comforted Xiao Yu.

Xiaoyu sat there, still looking panicked.

"But, but that dream was so real, Qing'er, I have to get up, and I have to go find Brother Ning!"

Xiao Yu said, taking off the quilt and getting up.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the sky outside and said, "Okay then, let's get up and get dressed, go downstairs to eat first, and then let Tang Yazi go to Ning's house to inquire about the situation, and find an opportunity to call Brother Ning out for you to see him.

one side."

…

The two of them went downstairs to the lobby for breakfast. After taking two sips of a bowl of porridge, they heard the diners nearby talking about something.

"Do you know? Something big happened to the Ning family!"

"Ha, who doesn't know that the young master of the Ning family is going to marry a young lady from the Han family? Everyone knows it."

"No, no, it's Mr. Ning. I heard he died last night!"

"ah?"

"No way?"

"He will be the groom's official tomorrow. Is this news accurate?"

"Yes, if you spread such rumors, the Ning family will arrest you and put you in jail."

"It's absolutely true. I just came over from Ning's house. The red lanterns at the entrance of Ning's house have been put down, and white flags are being hung on them..."

"Snapped!"

Xiao Yu's chopsticks fell to the ground, her face turned pale with panic, and she ran towards the door of the restaurant.

"Quick, catch up!"

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang quickly chased after Xiaoyu on the street in front of the restaurant.

Because Xiao Yu ran too fast and fell on the roadside.

"No, no, I don't believe that Brother Ning won't die..."

Xiaoyu's tears were like broken beads, and she struggled to get up and move forward.

He was grabbed by Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er, don't drag me. I want to see Brother Ning. If I don't see it with my own eyes, I won't believe it. I won't believe it!"

Xiaoyu struggled, cried, and shouted.

It attracted many people to watch on the roadside.

Yang Ruoqing hugged Xiaoyu and shed tears.

"Okay, I'll go with you to see what's going on. But Ning's Mansion is a long way from here. Can we wait for Tang Yazi to drive a carriage to take us there?" She coaxed.

Soon, Luo Fengtang drove the carriage over.

He also looked solemn and his eyes were full of anxiety.

"Get in the car quickly!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, supported Xiao Yu, and the two of them got into the car.

Luo Fengtang waved his riding whip, and the carriage galloped away on the bustling street.

In the carriage, Xiao Yu held Yang Ruoqing's hand tightly: "I knew that dream in the morning was unlucky, Brother Ning, Brother Ning..."

Yang Ruoqing held Xiaoyu's hand and pursed her lips tightly.

At this time, any words of comfort are very pale, and I can only stay with Xiaoyu in silence.

When the carriage stopped, Yang Ruoqing thought she had arrived at the gate of Ning's house, so she opened the carriage curtain and saw that she was not there.

"What's going on?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang shook his head, "I don't know. You guys wait in the car and I'll go see what's going on."

After saying that, he jumped off the carriage and went to the front.

In the carriage, Yang Ruoqing comforted Xiao Yu: "This street is the street in front of Ning Mansion. You will be there soon."

Xiao Yu nodded, looking like she was listening absentmindedly. Why? Because along the way, her soul seemed to have floated away, and she was immersed in her own sad world.

Soon, Luo Fengtang came back.

"Ning Mansion..." He just started to say these two words, then glanced at Xiaoyu and stopped.

Turning his eyes to Yang Ruoqing, he said in a low voice: "There is indeed a funeral. The road ahead is blocked, and all vehicles and pedestrians must be detoured."

"hiss……"

Yang Ruoqing took a breath and subconsciously looked at Xiaoyu.

Xiao Yu held one hand on the inside of the car and raised her ears to listen to what they were saying.

At this time, the body could not help but tremble.
Chapter completed!