allonlinenovel Chapter 166 Jiang Jiang
Chapter 166 Jiang Jiang
"Even in name only?"
"I only want the title of Nan Rong's young lady," Shen Qingyu interrupted Nan Rongyan, fearing that Nan Rongyan would regret it, and hurriedly said, "After we get married, I won't bother you."
"I know."
She was indeed the most suitable candidate for the young lady of the Nanrong family. Young Master Nanrong felt a little disappointed. He didn't know whether this decision was right or wrong. He just thought that this woman used all means to get close to him and used him in the name of love. When she said that she liked him, he couldn't see any joy in her eyes. And what was the purpose of all she did?
She's risking her entire life by doing this, is it worth it?
Even though he had doubts about Shen Qingyu, Nan Rongyan did not ask. After all, he really needed to marry a woman from a prominent family to give an explanation to the Nan Rong family.
"What a pity..." Nan Rongyan stroked Shen Youhong's gradually cooling face, "Let's bury him."
After living a lifetime, in the end, one is just a pile of dry bones buried in the wilderness. Power and wealth are fleeting. Whether one dies early or late, death is inevitable. There is no difference.
At the end of the Yin hour, the sky was still dark, but the biting night wind on Yuntai Mountain gradually began to subside, no longer blowing stones and flying sand and breaking branches and falling leaves like in the first half of the night.
The candle at Nan Rongyan's feet had long been extinguished, but a precious pearl in the brocade bag hanging around his waist was still emitting a dazzling yellow-green light in the darkness.
Such a rare pearl has never been seen by ordinary people. Even if one is lucky enough to get a small one, it will be treasured and collected. Shen Chuanhe also has one, which was later placed in Shen Xitong's dowry. Having such a pearl seemed to make them very proud.
But the crystal clear bead in Nanrong Yan's brocade bag today must be not worth mentioning at all, and Master Nanrong just wears it casually for lighting.
Shen Qingyu knelt on the ground holding Shen Youhong, motionless, with grief in her heart unbearable, as if she had lost consciousness.
A few hours had passed, and Shen Youhong's little body had become stiff, cold, and eerie. Although Shen Qingyu was still alive, her body was even colder than Shen Youhong. Her lips were frozen purple, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her whole body was shaking. It was unclear whether it was because of the cold or fear.
Nan Rongyan's long sleeves fluttered in the wind. He stood behind Shen Qingyu, looking at the heartbroken Shen Qingyu. Gradually, confusion appeared in his indifferent eyes, and Shen Qingyu's silent weeping made him frown.
"Let's go back."
He finally spoke.
Nan Rongyan's words surprised Shen Qingyu. Why did he stay here and not leave?
It is no wonder that Shen Qingyu was surprised. How could a person be so silent and motionless for several hours, as if he did not exist? Even his breath was difficult to detect. Apart from Nan Rongyan, is there another person in the world who could do this?
She felt very honored that the banished immortal in the eyes of the world had silently accompanied her for several hours.
"You won't understand. Hong'er is my only hope in this world. I gave up on him. I failed to keep him. I have nothing. From the beginning to the end, I have been a person with nothing. I thought I had relatives, but in the end, I still failed to keep him."
If she could keep Shen Youhong alive, she could even give up those illusory obsessions.
But God never thought of letting this child survive. In fact, because of her existence, the child died faster.
She ignored Nan Rongyan's response and continued to talk to herself, "I approached him just to use him, but he didn't know anything and easily believed me and recognized me as his sister. He treated me as a relative, he treated me as a relative!"
I'm sorry, Honger, I'm really sorry.
She had bad intentions and tried every means to get close to Shen Youhong, gain his trust and dependence, and make him like and miss her. She got the pure and kind heart of a child, but she let him down.
She gently stroked Shen Youhong's little face. Shen Qingyu was crying, with a slight smile on her lips. "Hong'er, did you see this? This is Yuntai Mountain. I promised you that I would bring you here. This time I didn't lie to you. I won't lie to you again..."
The distant sky finally became a little brighter.
The rising sun is hidden deep in the clouds, but its brilliant light can still break through the layers of mist.
Before sunrise, the top of Yuntai Mountain is surrounded by golden light and colorful auspicious clouds, like a fairyland on earth. At first glance, the mountain is full of lush tea trees, and beyond that is a vast green bamboo forest.
"Uncle Nanrong? Uncle Nanrong, where are you?"
Suddenly, echoes were heard in the mountains.
Nan Rongyan was stunned. He seemed to have forgotten Jiang Yun last night.
"Uncle Nanrong, where did you go last night? I couldn't find you anywhere," the childish voice mixed with complaints, accompanied by the sound of panting, stopped in front of Nan Rongyan, "You said you would teach me how to paint..."
As a result, Uncle Nan Rong did not come at all, leaving him alone in the hut in the bamboo forest for the whole night.
Jiang Yun looked at Nan Rongyan pitifully, his handsome face immediately became a little embarrassed. This was the first time he broke his promise.
Before Nan Rongyan could speak, Jiang Yun in front of him shifted his gaze, saw Shen Qingyu, and screamed, "You! Why are you here!"
It was obvious that with the cunning Sister Shen around, everything went wrong for him. Even Uncle Nanrong, who had always loved him the most, abandoned him.
Uncle Nanrong, even you have gone back on your word. Is there anyone in this world who can be trusted? Thinking of this, Jiang Yun's face became more resentful, and he pouted and said, "Uncle Nanrong..."
It’s Jiang Jiang.
Shen Qingyu looked up and saw a little face that looked exactly like Shen Youhong, with a healthy body, bright eyes, and rapid breathing.
There was even a reluctant "sister".
The most important thing is that he is alive and would call her sister.
"Shen Qingyu, don't look at me like that. I've already called you sister, don't push your luck."
Jiang Yun saw Shen Qingyu looking at him strangely, and he felt uneasy. Why did this cunning and treacherous Sister Shen look at him like that? If it were in the past, she would have pounced on him and flirted with him, but this time she didn't. She just looked at him quietly. Her eyes were so scary that they made him shudder.
Jiang Yun stepped back, but Master Nanrong said meaningfully, "Come here, Jiang Jiang."
Jiang Jiang, it’s Jiang Jiang again, Uncle-Master Nanrong, why are you calling me “Master Jiang Jiang” just like that cunning Sister Shen!
Jiang Yun's face was full of protest, but when he saw Master Nanrong's indifferent expression, he hung his head again. Never mind, just shout whatever you want, it's his own fault that he can't afford to offend Uncle-Master Nanrong.