Chapter 1637 -1630: He Still Came

In the illusion, Wu Jinyan and Su Hao were deeply in love, raising sons and daughters, and also her and Chu Yihan…

They also had a son.

“Su Yingxue!”

“Su Yingxue!”

“Wake up!”

The man’s deep voice woke Su Yingxue up. She abruptly opened her eyes, gasping for breath, “Huh—what happened?”

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Chu Yihan again?

Chu Yihan’s furrowed brows suddenly relaxed.

He took a huge sigh of relief in his heart.

Luckily, this woman, Su Yingxue, woke up; otherwise, he would indeed feel terrible!

“Your Highness, why have you climbed the wall to come in again?” Su Yingxue’s gaze fell on the hands of the two of them.

She was holding hands with Chu Yihan again.

This time, she was sure that she hadn’t wrapped Chu Yihan with the blanket to take advantage of him.

Chu Yihan’s lips lifted coldly, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery, “You wish I climbed the wall again. This time, I came through the front gate of the Marquis’s Manor.”

Climbing the wall is out of the question.

“You… came to the Marquis’s Manor?” Su Yingxue felt even more like she was dreaming.

So darned elusive.

Upon mentioning this, Chu Yihan’s eyes grew somber, “You should grieve properly.”

“What? Grieve?”

Su Yingxue’s voice turned into a shrill shriek.

She just woke up, and Chu Yihan was telling her to grieve?

“Miss… Miss, you finally woke up.”

Zhilan, hearing the commotion, rushed in from outside.

She crawled on her knees to Su Yingxue, clung to her thighs and began to weep, “I was scared to death, I thought, Miss fell sick too. Madam said, there was no way to revive Miss!”

“Zhilan, why are you wearing mourning clothes?” Su Yingxue noticed Zhilan’s plain attire and then realized that Chu Yihan wasn’t joking with her.

He told her to grieve, meaning someone in the house really had passed away.

“Who!?” Su Yingxue asked anxiously, gripping Zhilan.

Zhilan, crying so hard she couldn’t catch her breath, spat out, “It’s… the young madam! She kept refusing her medicine, and then… she was gone! When madam rushed over, she was already breathless!”

She passed away three days ago, and the entire Marquis’s Manor has been busy with funeral arrangements.

While Su Yingxue…

Had just awoken from her unconscious state.

Long Shuli was handling the vast Marquis’s Manor alone and was already getting overwhelmed.

“How could this happen…”

Su Yingxue’s tears immediately overflowed.

She lifted her head, looking at Chu Yihan with a vacant gaze.

The vulnerability in her eyes was irresistible, it made one want to protect her, to offer her some warmth.

Chu Yihan walked up to her, resting his hand on her forehead, “Grieve properly, put on the mourning attire.”

As the little sister-in-law of Wu Jinyan, Su Yingxue should also wear mourning attire for her.

Su Yingxue donned the mourning clothes and went to where Wu Jinyan’s body was lying in state.

The Marquis’s Manor was shrouded in sorrow, with a constant stream of people coming to offer their condolences, and the gut-wrenching cries from the mourning hall.

In such a tragic place, Su Yingxue couldn’t help feeling a chill.

She looked at Wu Jinyan’s spirit tablet, her heart filled with shock and disbelief.

She was still thinking about persuading Wu Jinyan to let go, to stop pushing herself, to live her own independent and free life!

Why…

Had she just left like this?

“Where is my brother?”

Under the night sky, Su Yingxue stood in front of the mourning hall with a pale face, asking Zhilan.

Zhilan sobbed and said, “The Eldest Young Master just came for a glance and then…”

“Went to keep Wu Ruofei company?” A towering rage surged in Su Yingxue’s heart.

Zhilan bit her lip and nodded gently.

Everyone in the Marquis’s Manor knew.

Su Hao had no affection for Wu Jinyan, treating her coldly and heartlessly, and even upon her death, he just took a look without any sign of sorrow.

There were even rumors spreading that Su Hao was already preparing to welcome Wu Ruofei into his home as his bride.

Clothed in mourning attire, Su Yingxue stormed off to Su Hao’s courtyard.

Pushing the door open, indeed, she saw another woman in Su Hao’s room.

Wu Ruofei.

“Miss Wu, dressed so brightly, it doesn’t seem like you’re here to pay respects at the Marquis’s Manor.” Su Yingxue gritted her teeth, containing the fury raging inside her.

Wu Ruofei, in a peach blossom dress, with delicate features and lips that tightly pursed in nervousness, hid behind Su Hao, “I… I didn’t mean to, I just wanted Brother Hao to feel a bit better.”

“Feel better?” Su Yingxue advanced step by step, emanating a pressuring aura, “His wife has just passed away, how could he possibly feel good? Or is it Miss Wu insisting on seducing him at this time?”

Utterly despicable!

“I didn’t think that way,” Wu Ruofei said, her voice thin and soft as she hid completely behind Su Hao.

“Su Yingxue, that’s enough! What right do you have to berate her? Now that Wu Jinyan is dead, do you still want to meddle in my marital affairs? This Marquis’s Manor isn’t a place for you to wield unchecked power!” Su Hao pushed Su Yingxue away without mercy as she approached.

“Brother! Your wife has only just drawn her last breath, and you’re this eager?” Su Yingxue’s eyes reddened, in disbelief.

That was his wife!

No matter what, she was still a human life.

He was this cold?

“What does it have to do with me?”

After speaking, Su Hao pushed Su Yingxue out of the courtyard. Caught off guard, she fell to the ground.

Zhilan hurried to help her, “Miss! Miss, get up quickly! Let’s not visit the Eldest Young Master anymore…”

Su Hao didn’t appreciate her concern, and her returning would only increase his aversion.

“Why…”

Su Yingxue sat on the ground, stunned and foolish, tears swirling in her eyes.

She always felt it was unreal, how could her own biological brother have such poor relations with her, to hate her this much?

This isn’t right!

“Eldest Young Miss? Why are you sitting on the ground… Get up quickly!”

A mother and daughter wearing plain clothes came over, wanting to help Su Yingxue up.

But they did not dare, facing Su Yingxue, they were very respectful yet fearful, only kneeling slightly on one side.

Su Yingxue stood up in a daze, not recognizing the two people in front of her.

However, judging by their clothes and the fact that the younger woman bore a slight resemblance to her, this mother and daughter must be the concubine and daughter of her father, Liu Shulan and Su Yurou.

“I’m fine.”

Su Yingxue pursed her lips lightly and returned to her loft.

As she turned around, Liu Shulan and Su Yurou knelt down and paid their respects, “Sending off the Eldest Young Miss with respect.”

Their posture was very low, also very respectful, even treating Su Yingxue like a master.

Long Shuli had to oversee the mansion’s mourning affairs and was too busy; she asked Su Yingxue to rest early and to sit in at the clinic the next day, to help share some of the burden.

Su Yingxue agreed, but she couldn’t sleep, so she took a jug of wine and climbed onto the roof.

The moon was bright, the night sky clear and clean, without a single star in sight.

Su Yingxue looked up at the round moon overhead and suddenly felt it was a bit lonely.

Just like her.

“Whoosh—”

A breeze blew by, and Su Yingxue glanced to her side, spotting a piece of purple clothing hem.

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