Rebirth of the tyrant love husband

Chapter 50

The moonlight is bright and clear, as bright as the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The autumn wind was rustling, blowing off the leaves on the sycamore tree beside the road. Gu Wanqing was lying in the pile of dry leaves, unkempt, shabby, and the nails of her ten fingers were all worn out and bleeding.

It took him five full days to crawl back to the capital from the ghost market.

He knew that he was going to die soon, and the reason why he chose the capital as his final destination was because there was someone he had always missed in a certain corner of the capital.

He originally wanted to climb back to the Ziwei Fairy Mountain not far from here, and quietly take a look at the person who made him miss him day and night, but he really didn't have the strength to climb.

He remembered that when he left the ghost market on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Princess Yurou caught up with him at the exit of the ghost market and asked him: "Gu Wanqing, for a love that is impossible to be recognized by the world, for a love that cannot even be recognized by the world." People who don't understand, is it worthwhile to spoil yourself like this?"

"It's worth it." He replied firmly, "If one day, the princess falls in love with someone, she will understand whether everything I do is worth it? Falling in love with someone means that he is happy, and I am happy. He is suffering, and I am happy." It’s more painful than him, I wish I could bear it for him.”

"Then... I wish you good luck on your trip!" Princess Yurou waved him farewell.

"Wish me good luck again and again? Hehe..." Gu Wanqing turned over with great effort, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and the leaves under him were creaking under his weight, "I'm afraid I can't lend you a good word... ..."

He was very hungry, very tired, and very sleepy, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, and slowly closed his eyes.He wanted to sleep well, even if it was only for an hour...

That night, he had a dream, dreaming that he was still the carefree night boy in Luoxia Village back then, the coquettish and willful little baby nestled in A Niang's arms...

Maybe this dream was so beautiful and sweet that when the patrolling soldiers found him the next morning, there was still a sweet smile on his gray and stiff face.

"Haha, isn't this that brat Gu Wanqing?"

"Wow, the heavens have eyes, this big devil is finally dead, it's a joy!"

"Look, how badly he died! Frozen, I suppose."

"General, how about hanging this demon's body on the top of the city tower with thousands of arrows piercing through the heart to announce to the world? We can also take this opportunity to make a contribution."

"Great idea! I don't believe his mother can come back to life like last time."

The sky was full of sunshine, and it was noon, and the city tower was full of ordinary people watching the excitement.

Shen Yan and Nie Xiu, who had recovered from their leg injuries, had just returned from Fenghuang Town. They passed through the tower and stopped, turning their heads and looking up at people.

Through the dense forest of arrows, I finally saw clearly the face of the man hanging in the air.

He was in a daze for a moment, no longer had the strength to stand still, and almost fell, but luckily Nie Xiu helped him in time.

"Immortal Venerable..."

"Help me back."

Nie Xiu helped Shen Yan back to Ziwei Fairy Mountain, without saying a word all the way.

Pushing open the door and entering the bedroom, Shen Yan's face was pale and completely lost all color.

"Xianzun, you..."

"Go out and leave me alone for a while."

Nie Xiu didn't dare to disobey Shen Yan's order, so he had to do as he did, exited and closed the door behind him.

From that day on, for two full days, Shen Yan didn't eat a sip of food, didn't drink a sip of water, just ran around Fenghuang Town and Ziwei Xianshan, never mentioned Gu Wanqing's name.

Zheng Ziqian, on the other hand, seemed to have lost his soul and was bedridden for more than half a month.