Lord Wei’s Fiancee is a Mystic Arts Expert

Mom, I ran towards her as soon as I saw her.

My mother was sitting on a chaise longue, covered with a thin blanket, her cheeks were yellow, her lips were white, her hair was thin and dull, and she was somewhat different from the mother I remembered with a ruddy face and long black hair. different. But her eyes were still the same, and she kept smiling when she looked at me.

My little hand held my mother's hand, and my mother's hand was very cold. Even though I felt that the temperature in the room was a bit high, her hand was still surprisingly cold. I tried to warm my mother's hand with my hand.

Rourou, happy birthday. My mother showed a warm smile and tried her best to talk to me. But as soon as this simple sentence was finished, my mother coughed violently.

I was startled, and ran to my mother's back, followed her example, and patted my mother's back lightly. Every time I get sick, my mother always hugs me, pats me gently, and hums nice songs to me. In this way, I forget the pain.

Maybe because she didn't want to show more ugly things in front of me, my mother suppressed her cough, she smiled and touched my hair, my hair was the same as my mother's, it was flaxen, Rourou has grown up, I can take care of myself now; remember to help mom take care of dad. I didn't know if it was me who was about to leave, but I nodded heavily.

When I woke up again, my mother was gone, leaving only the black and white photo in the middle of the lobby. The mother in the picture is smiling warmly, although the last time I saw my mother, her face was sallow. But in my eyes, even the sallow-faced mother is the most beautiful person in the world, she is gentle and loving.

Since my mother left, I haven't seen my father often. But whenever I wake up in the middle of the night, I can always hear my grandfather reprimanding my father downstairs, and my father's voice of being drunk and missing my mother.

After a while, my father brought back an aunt who asked me to call him Aunt Yu. Aunt Yu is younger than my mother and dresses more delicately than my mother, but I still think my mother is the most beautiful person in the world.

Soon, Aunt Yu lived in our house. Mom's favorite red roses were replaced with Aunt Yu's favorite lilies; every piece of mom's decorations was also removed. There is no smell of mother in the house, and even the servants no longer mention mother. Only the doll my mother gave me has been with me all the time.

Aunt Yu gave birth to a baby named Qingqing. They told me it was my sister. But my father never hugged me anymore, he just hugged his sister with a smile and asked her to call him dad. After my mother left, I seemed to have lost my father.

One night, a little boy came to my yard. His face was depressed and sad. His name was Wei Cong. I remember my mother took me to Wei Cong's house. That night, Wei Cong told me that he lost his father and mother too. Like Wei Cong, I lost my parents, so I told Wei Cong that I would be his good friend for life.

After Wei Cong and I became friends, my father treated me better and asked me about my life from time to time. As for the aunt, she still has one appearance in front of the person, and another appearance behind the person. I hate her. I specially asked someone to plant my mother's favorite red roses in the garden, and bought a cabinet full of red princess dresses. Only in this way can I remind my father of my mother and me from time to time.

Today is my mother's death day. A few days ago, I heard from a servant at home that as long as you put down a paper boat in a place with water, the dead relatives will be able to know that you miss her.

Early in the morning, I prepared a few small paper boats and prepared to put them into the artificial lake. The lake was very slippery. I slid towards the lake and fell into the lake. The lake water kept pouring into my mouth and ears, and I kept struggling, trying to call for help. But when I opened my mouth, the lake water rushed into my mouth.

Soon, I didn't have the strength to struggle any more, so I sank slowly. But when I looked towards the shore for the last time, I saw my aunt's hand tightly covering Wenqing's mouth. Wenqing seemed to have seen me. She wanted to call someone for me, but Auntie forbade her to do so. . The strength of warmth can't match Auntie, I saw her hands desperately trying to break Auntie's hand, and even scratched on Auntie's hand, but Auntie still didn't let go.

In the eyes of warmth, I saw tears, pain, and intolerance; but in the eyes of my aunt, the initial hatred turned into joy. I saw the small fish in the lake swimming past me, and the water plants in the lake entangled my feet, and I just sank slowly, sinking.

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Feng Nian felt the same way. When she regained consciousness again, she found that she really felt the despair of sinking to the bottom of the lake, and the hatred for Yu Yanhui. As soon as the bracelet in his hand became hot, it deepened its purple color. After Gentleness allowed her to see her past, the bracelet had a new function, allowing her to see the past of her soul.

Although Ruan Wen fell into the lake by mistake, at that time, Yu Yanhui could save her as long as she shouted. But Yu Yanhui not only didn't do this, but also stopped the warmth. After seeing this scene, Wen Qing was completely speechless.

It is also a harm to see death and do nothing to save it. She harmed Wen Rou and her daughter. She thought that as long as Wen Qing died, Miss Wen's name would fall to Wen Qing. She hates gentleness, and has always carried the reputation of Miss Wen's family. No matter what she does, everyone will only remember gentleness, and gentleness's original mother, and she will always be just a step-wife, and her daughter will always be just Wen's family The second lady can only live behind the tenderness.

But does she know how much burden warmth needs to bear from now on? Carrying the burden of being desperate for gentleness, I will live my whole life.

Feng Nian walked to Wen Qing's side, picked up a few pieces of paper money, threw them into the stove, watched the fire slowly engulf the paper money, and said softly to Wen Qing, She didn't blame you, you did your best.

Her words widened the eyes of Wen Qing who hadn't spoken for a long time. Looking at the gentle coffin, she suddenly cried out. Warmth hates oneself, why can't she save her sister, let alone tell what her mother has done. Also because of this aphasia.

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The hour of Haishi was the time Feng Nian chose for Ruan Rou to go on the road. This time is when the yin energy gathers tonight, and it also matches the time of Ruan Ruan's death. In order to let Wenrou embark on the road of reincarnation again, she began to practice.

A black table is filled with three animals, the so-called three animals are cattle, sheep, and pigs. She asked the Wen family to prepare these, and the three animals were used as a tribute, so that those who guarded the road of reincarnation would be convenient for Wen Rou.

Sending Wenrou on the road requires the presence of family members, and then the family members salute before it can be done. Afterwards, she asked Wenrou's father to offer incense and kneel down sincerely.

In front of the table, Feng Nian began to read Wen Rou's birth date, death date, and biography aloud, to let people on the reincarnation path understand that Wen Wen's delay in reincarnation was not her intention. After she shouted Gentleness three times, a gentle soul appeared in front of the table. In front of the originally empty area, a thick white fog suddenly appeared. In the thick fog, a small path could be vaguely seen.

Go, she pointed to the path, motioning Wenrou to step on it, as long as she stepped on the road of reincarnation, Wenrou could reincarnate again.