The Lucky Bride Is Pretty And Delicate

Chapter 492 Mother survives, father dies 2

Even though Mrs. Xu seemed unsteady on her feet, she had never been so strict.

All the servants bowed their heads and retreated.

Mrs. Xu stretched out her hand to lean on the courtyard wall, and it took a long time before she raised her foot and walked into the courtyard.

Her heart was broken, she was unwilling to admit the terrible guess in her heart, but she couldn't help herself to come to verify it.

She didn't know what to do after verification, and she didn't know what to do.

Walking to the door and pushing it open, before she could go in, Xu Lin's weak cry came: "Kill me, kill me, give me a good time, please, no matter who it is ,kill me."

The vitality in his body is passing away, even his eyeballs move very slowly, and his tongue is stiff. He is trapped in this body, enduring endless pain and torture.

His throat smelled of blood and seemed to be burning with flames.

The internal organs seem to be devouring each other, and all the senses can only convey the taste of pain.

Seeing Mrs. Xu's figure, Xu Lin's expression showed indifferent hatred, but it was only for a moment before it turned into a painful expression and begged for mercy: "Mother, please do me a favor and let me die."

Mrs. Xu's expression was indifferent, not like her distressed expression in the past.

Xu Lin's expression became more and more frightened, he almost cried: "Let me die."

Mrs. Xu's hands hanging on both sides kept trembling. She stared at Xu Lin's face, not letting go of his reaction, and murmured: "I must be thinking too much."

Xu Lin was puzzled. Mrs. Xu has always loved words like her life, but at this moment, her expression was indifferent, as if she had murderous intent. Xu Lin wanted to speak, but he couldn't. He was suffocating, in great pain, as if there was a wave An invisible force was strangling him, but there was another weak force supporting him alive.

Suffocated, his chest was burning like it was going to explode, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't die.

Mrs. Xu broke down and cried: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

She fell to the ground, her thoughts were tense, she was unwilling to admit the confirmed guesses, but they were all true, no matter whether she admitted it or not, she couldn't lie to herself.

Mother survives, father dies, that's what it means.

The posthumous son she managed to save, naturally hoped that he could live.

But his biological father wanted him to die.

Twenty years of keeping watch, is it all deceit?

Mrs. Xu felt that her heart was broken and she burst into tears. As soon as she thought of giving up, Xu Lin was on the verge of death and even started to cough up blood. But once she firmly hoped that he would live, Xu Lin's condition quickly improved. No matter how she verified it, the result was the same.

Xu Lin didn't know why this happened, but seeing the collapsed Mrs. Xu, he also understood something, and taking advantage of the difficulty to recover, he looked at Mrs. Xu in bewilderment: "Mother, give me a good time."

After several tortures, the strange indifference in his heart was suppressed, and he didn't know why such a weird thing happened to him, but it was the truth.

His life and death are in the hands of his mother.

He was very puzzled. From childhood to adulthood, every time he got sick, Mrs. Xu was the most anxious person. All her worries and anxieties were fake, but since she can control her own life and death, why would she act like this?

Is all love just acting? Xu Lin felt extremely uncomfortable. He felt that he was like a pawn, being controlled by others and unable to do it by himself. It was up to others to decide which step to take.

Xu Lin is no longer afraid of death. Anyway, he has never had a better time when he is alive. He is tortured by illness, tortured by life and death, and death will only be a relief.

Xu Lin closed his eyes, he felt the suffocation of death coming, he raised the corners of his lips, and greeted him with a smile.

"No, I will never give up, Lin'er, mother wants you to live! Mother will find him, he betrayed mother, he is still alive, mother will find him, and ask him why he is so cruel."

Mrs. Xu burst into tears. When she thought that her 20 years of guarding had become a joke, she couldn't accept it. Seeing Xu Lin who was smiling as he greeted death, her heart ached. This was the flesh that had fallen from her body.

She couldn't sleep or eat for him, worried day and night, she hoped that he could live well, so she wanted to find out Xu Guogong, she wanted to ask him if he had no heart, why did he fake his death, why did he want to harm his son, she Ask yourself.

Mrs. Xu got up with difficulty, turned and left decisively.

Xu Lin turned slowly from that suffocating death again, he was puzzled, why is he still alive?

Xu Lin didn't want to think about it, because after the perception of death disappeared, the burning pain in his internal organs returned. He didn't even have the strength to bite his tongue to kill himself, so he could only wail in pain, but no matter how much he wailed, no one responded.

After Mrs. Xu left the yard, she coldly ordered her servants to watch over her and never give Xu Lin anything to eat.

Listening to the painful wailing from inside, the servants responded worriedly.

Mrs. Xu clenched her teeth tightly, her fingers pierced the palm of her hand, but she couldn't feel the pain. She went to the ancestral hall resolutely and took down the wooden tablet standing on the memorial tablet. Throwing it on the ground and stomping on it fiercely, he cursed coldly: "You are the one who deserves to die, you die, you die—"

The wooden sign was trampled before stopping, picked up the wooden sign and took it out of the ancestral hall, and asked the servants to bring a brazier to burn the wooden sign.

When the servants saw that it was the memorial tablet of the deceased Xu Guogong, they all knelt down and begged: "Madam, please calm down."

They didn't know what happened. The madam, who had always been enshrined in the ancestral hall, would be so angry and full of hatred that she would trample on Xu Guogong's tablet and even burn it.

Mrs. Xu's eyes were burning with deep hatred: "I will not only burn his tablet, but also set aside his ashes. No matter where he hides, I will find him out. It will hurt me so much."

When she thought that the memorial tablet she had been guarding for twenty years was a fake, and the grave-sweeping every year was also a fake, how could she not hate it.

Such deceit will never be forgiven.

The servants were terrified.

Mrs. Xu had asked the coachman to prepare a carriage to go to the Xu family's ancestral grave. Duke Xu's mansion was in chaos, and the old housekeeper couldn't stop him. Everyone was at a loss as they watched the carriage go away.

The old butler stomped his feet: "Enter the palace, enter the palace and report to the emperor, Madam is a demon, how can she do such a thing, absolutely stop her."

If Mrs. Xu really digs out Xu Guogong's bones and burns them to ashes, the emperor will know, how can he not be angry, none of these servants will survive.

The old butler hurriedly found a carriage, and rushed into the palace. The palace is very important, and it is easy for Mrs. Xu to enter the palace, but the servants do not have this honor. Go burn Xu Guogong's body and throw away the ashes."