The Lucky Bride Is Pretty And Delicate

Chapter 342 Let Him Go 2

This is all Liu Sanniang's fault, she must have a solution.

Liu Sanniang looked at Wei Nanyu: "You can't stay by force. Your marriage with your wife is broken. Even if you kill me, you can't change the ending. You only have one ending. Let go."

Wei Nanru screamed fiercely in his eyes: "No——"

There must be other ways. Although Madam knows it, she can also erase the memory. As long as there is no such memory, everything will be fine.

Liu Sanniang looked at Wei Nanru, her expression unchanged. Wei Nanru's pain and anger could not affect her.

Even though Wei Nanruo is deeply affectionate, the destiny cannot be reversed, and the price of reversing the destiny is often unbearable.

The person you love the most becomes the person you hate the most.

Mrs. Wei looked at Liu Sanniang, almost begging: "Miss Liu, help me, give him my life back, let him go, and never meet such unscrupulous people as parents again in my next life."

She also only gave birth to him. How could she be so shameless as to ask him to sacrifice her own life? Even though she should have died during childbirth, it didn't mean he killed her.

Her fate is like this, death is fate at any time.

She couldn't imagine how she got here after thirty years.

Wei Nan sat on the side of the bed in a state of embarrassment: "Yao Yao, when I first saw you thirty years ago, I fell in love with you. Since I was young, I was different from ordinary people. No, otherwise I, like Miss Liu, should be a Taoist. I have a brother-in-law who is a Taoist priest. He wants to take me as a disciple, but for this reason, he will cut off his robe and sleeves and never communicate with my father again. Entering Taoism, but I am a lonely person. When you were pregnant with him, I often dreamed that you left me. That monk came to beg for food and said that I could satisfy any request. You are kind and gave it to the monk. Eat food, you ask him, is your stomach a man or a woman."

Wei Nanru fell into memory, recalling that time, a smile appeared on his face: "The monk said, it's a boy, you said the boy is very good, the elder brother is the father, responsible, the monk pointed at you and said, you won't live long Yes, but this kid is here to repay his kindness. If you exchange his life for yours, you can live a hundred years. You were angry at that time, and I also ordered my servants to beat the monk and drive him out. I comfort you not to take it to heart, this monk is talking nonsense, I have been comforting you for a long time before you believe me, but I know what the monk said is true."

"I went to find him later and kept him in another courtyard until the day you gave birth..."

Mrs. Wei gasped in pain: "Stop talking, I just ask you to let him go, I don't want to live anymore."

What's the point of her being alive.

Wei Nanru looked up at Liu Sanniang: "I heard that Miss Liu has psychic skills, which can make people sympathize with memory. Madam doesn't want to hear it, so please help me. Now, I don't want to hide it from Madam anymore. Tell the truth to Mrs.

Although he didn't go to the prayer meeting, he also knew what happened. He almost suspected that Liu Sanniang was responsible for the accident.

Wei Nanru stared at Liu Sanniang coldly, waiting for her to speak.

Even though Wei Nanru's expression was cold, Liu Sanniang's expression was still calm, she was not afraid at all, she said lightly: "Okay."

Wei Nanru stretched out his hand.

Chu Yan took out a handkerchief and covered Wei Nanru's wrist, Wei Nanru didn't mind, he sneered at himself: "That's right, a person like me should be dirty."

Chu Yan didn't speak, neither did Liu Sanniang, she grabbed Wei Nanru's hand, and her power instantly invaded Wei Nanru's spiritual consciousness.

Wei Nanru's heart was completely dark. He looked at Liu Sanniang, not afraid that Liu Sanniang would know that he was a dark person.

Liu Sanniang sensed Wei Nanru's memory, Wei Nanru's world was pitch black, and his wife was his only light.

Liu Sanniang released her power to cover the room, and Mrs. Wei also sensed those memories.

She looked at herself as a young girl with a swollen belly. Everything she ate every day was personally asked by her husband. She even joked: "Is your husband too nervous? The imperial doctor said that you don't need to be so nervous."

Wei Nanru with a gentle expression smiled: "I don't feel relieved if Madam doesn't give birth to him for a day."

Being loved and cared for by her husband, she felt like eating honey in her heart. I don't know how many people in Beijing envied her for marrying a good husband, with a bright future, and they only spoiled her.

Mrs. Wei looked at herself innocently in the mansion, but the husband who doted on her went to other places.

Wei Nanruo pushed open the door of a separate courtyard, and looked at the monk whose face was flushed with food: "My wife is going to give birth in a few days, if she makes any mistakes, I want you to die forever."

The monk was smiling, his face was flushed, and he was holding a big pig's foot, which was stewed so soft that he ate it with big mouthfuls, as if he had been hungry for several lifetimes. After eating, he wiped his mouth and said, "don't worry, my lord. Forget it, I can't do this self-defeating thing."

"It's not difficult for your wife to live. I can also make a feng shui for your fortune, so that you will be a high-ranking official and have a lot of money for the rest of your life, and you will be a blessing to future generations."

Wei Nanru's expression was cold: "I don't need any fortune, I just want my wife to live and be healthy."

The monk smiled and said, "My lord really loves his wife as much as his life. There are not many men who are so affectionate. Don't worry, my lord. There must be no problem with this matter."

Wei Nanruo looked at the monk with a cold expression: "My wife is safe, and you are indispensable for your benefits, but if my wife has any accidents, I will let you live or die."

No matter how Wei Nanru threatened, the monk smiled and said, "Don't worry, my lord, I won't make any mistakes in my work."

The monk licked the corner of his mouth: "I don't want money either, as long as I have everything I need in terms of food and drink."

Wei Nanruo looked at the monk: "Just tell the servants what you want."

The monk confirmed that there was no problem, and Wei Nanru went back to the mansion. As the day of giving birth was getting closer, he took leave and waited every step of the way.

It is obvious that his wife is going to give birth, but he has lost weight. Even if he doesn't want that day to come, no one can stop it when it comes to fruition. His face is cold, his clenched fists are turning white, and the servants in the mansion are even more so. It is trembling.

There were five women in the delivery room, and none of them could laugh. Hearing the woman's cries of pain, Wei Nanru couldn't bear it any longer, and went straight into the delivery room.

The Wen women were all startled: "My lord, you can't come in."

The delivery room is bloody and unlucky, as it will offend adults.

Wei Nanru's voice was cold: "Go on, don't worry about me, if anything happens to my wife, I want you all to be buried with me."

He knelt by the bed and grabbed her hand, tears streaming from his eyes.

ps: The explosive update is over, good night everyone.