sbdcsierra Chapter 126 After All, She is Cheaper Than Grass
Chapter 126 After All, She is Cheaper Than Grass
There was still no sound from the couch, and Wei Muyu finally began to get anxious.
"Let's go find famous doctors. How could there be no cure in such a big world? She must wake up."
However, the maids around looked at each other with helplessness and sorrow on their faces. Finally, someone mustered up the courage and said, "Sir, it's not that we are not doing our best. In fact, we have visited dozens of famous doctors, and they all said... Madam's illness is already terminal, and it may be fate. Moreover, Madam has already passed away. I hope you can... let Madam rest in peace."
As soon as these words were spoken, Wei Muyu's heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand, and an indescribable pain spread.
He clearly always felt that this woman was just a substitute for him, and he would not feel sad even if she died.
He sat down dejectedly on the bedside, holding Fu Siya's hand, "You all go out and prepare the food. I will feed Madam when she wakes up."
The maids did not dare to say much. They just thought that Lord Wei was stimulated and could not get over it for a while.
At this moment, in Duke Fu’s mansion.
Madam Fu looked helpless and blamed him, "My husband, you are a great duke, but why can't you even protect your own flesh and blood? Have you ever thought about how long it has been since we last saw our daughter?"
Duke Fu's face darkened slightly: "Is it so easy to offend the Wei family? Besides, when she married Wei Muyu, you said it was a good match."
"A good match?" Madam Fu raised her lips to a bitter smile. "The world is unpredictable. Who could have foreseen the situation today? I just hope she is well. Even if I can't always be by her side, at least letting me know her current situation is a little comfort. Ya'er is also the apple of our eye."
Just when the two were feeling sad, they heard someone outside reporting a death.
Upon hearing this, Madam Fu frowned slightly, with a flash of surprise in her eyes, "Announcement of death?"
In a moment, a servant hurried in. His clothes were a little messy and his face was as pale as paper. His legs softened and he knelt on the ground. His voice was choked with sobs but he tried his best to be respectful: "Duke Fu, Madam Fu, please accept my condolences. Sad news has come. The third daughter of the Fu family...she has passed away and her soul has returned to heaven."
As soon as these words were spoken, the room fell into silence. Mrs. Fu staggered a few times, felt dizzy, and then fainted.
Duke Fu was heartbroken when he saw this. He quickly stepped forward and half-hugged his wife in his arms: "My daughter is only nineteen years old. You said she is gone? I don't believe it."
The man lowered his head and said nothing, "If Duke Fu doesn't believe it, you can go to the Wei Mansion to take a look."
It was not until Fu Rongxuan came back that he saw his mother leaning weakly on the edge of the couch, her face as pale as paper, her eyes closed, as if she had exhausted all her strength, and his father's face was full of grief and haggard.
"Dad, Mom..." Fu Rongxuan's voice trembled slightly. The ominous premonition in his heart was like a dark cloud pressing down on him, almost suffocating him.
Duke Fu suppressed his grief and said, "Your sister...your sister..."
"Siya, what happened to Siya?"
Duke Fu took a deep breath, suppressed the grief in his heart, and said to his son: "Rong Xuan, you should go to the Wei Mansion to find out the truth and verify whether what the servant said is true. I...I can't believe it. Your sister has always been lively and healthy. How could she suddenly die?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Rongxuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his fingertips trembled as he tightly grasped the sword at his waist. The tip of the sword revealed a cold light. He stared at Duke Fu: "Father, you taught me to be patient in the past, implying that you have a good plan. Could it be... this is what you call a good plan? My sister must have been killed by Wei Muyu. I swear I will not be a human being if I don't avenge her!"
Wei House.
Wei Muyu held a bowl of porridge and wanted to feed it to Fu Siya's mouth. He called softly: "Siya, get up and drink it. This is your favorite porridge. Why don't you eat it?"
Seeing that Fu Siya had no reaction, Wei Muyu felt a pang of pain in his heart. He slowly put down the bowl of porridge, took off his coat, and gently covered her cold body with it. He then lay down next to her and hugged her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to warm her with his body temperature.
"Can I hold you while you sleep? It must be very cold sleeping alone, right?"
Her chest no longer rose and fell, her pulse no longer beat.
At this moment, Wei Muyu felt that nothing mattered anymore. He only hoped... Fu Siya could wake up.
Fu Rongxuan was already rushing towards the Wei Mansion with a sword in hand. Halfway along the way, a group of solemn people slowly approached. In the middle of the group, there was a heavy coffin, blocking his way.
A familiar woman walked towards him, "Mr. Fu, do you still remember me?"
Fu Rongxuan thought for a moment and raised his head. "It's you. How come you are here? Your family was not... Miss Jiang, I'm sorry, I have something urgent to do today and I have to rush to the Wei Mansion immediately. Let's talk about it another day!"
"Master Fu, did you rush to the Wei Mansion in such a hurry because you heard about Siya's death?"
"How did you get the news?"
Fu Rongxuan frowned and looked at the coffin not far away, "Could this be? Prepared for Siya."
"That's right. I was the one who sent that servant to the Fu Mansion because there is something that can only be accomplished with the cooperation of Master Fu."
Fu Rongxuan vaguely felt that her sister's death was related to the woman in front of her. "Why do you say that?"
"Master Fu, take this coffin and place it at the entrance of the Wei Mansion. Next, you need to cooperate with me so that your sister can be brought back to life."
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Fu Rongxuan stood in front of the Wei residence holding a sword, shouting, "Wei Muyu, you villain! You asked to marry my sister so sincerely, but now you have let her down!"
"My sister has been married to the Wei Mansion for less than a year, and you have ruthlessly tortured her. Today, even if I have to risk my life, I will take her away!"
His noise attracted people around him to stop and talk.
Wei Muyu gently embraced Fu Siya in his arms, looking at her face tenderly. Hearing the faint noise, he frowned slightly, and then whispered to the maid waiting on the side:
"Who is making noise outside? Send them away immediately! Don't disturb the lady's sleep."
After saying this, he more carefully tidied up the black hair that was scattered on Fu Siya's cheeks, his movements full of tenderness that could not be ignored.
The maid stepped forward and whispered, "Your Excellency, it is Madam's brother, Master Fu Rongxuan, who is here to visit."
Hearing this, Wei Muyu's eyes flashed with surprise: "Fu Rongxuan, he's here? He's here just in time, let him in quickly."
Wei Muyu immediately stood up and sat up, and said to Siya gently: "Your brother is here, haven't you always wanted to see him? Siya, wake up."
Fu Rongxuan was led into the room and immediately saw his sister lying on the couch.
Just as he was about to further confirm his sister's safety, he was stopped by Wei Muyu's light shout. Although the voice was low, it could not hide the fatigue in it.
He wanted to go forward to confirm... but was rejected by Wei Muyu with red eyes, "Shh... Be gentle, she... She fell asleep."
"Wei Muyu, are you crazy?" He did not hesitate any longer. He stepped forward, seized Fu Siya's body, and sniffed her breath. "She is gone. She has used up her last bit of vitality in your endless torture. What she needs now is peace and relief, not your false pity! Please give her some peace!"
Wei Muyu's eyes were red, and his voice was low: "She married me, and she is a member of our Wei family. Even if she dies, she will be buried with me. I asked you to come to fulfill her wish, not to take her away!"
"At this point, are you still so hypocritical? You didn't treat her well when she was alive. Who are you showing off your fake affection to now? Get out of the way. A good dog doesn't block the road!" Fu Rongxuan scolded.
Fu Rongxuan always remembered what Jiang Nianwei told him, which was to put Fu Siya into the coffin as soon as possible and not to worry about anything else.
Now, even if he took action, he would not get any benefit in the Wei Mansion, and his plan would be delayed.
"She's not dead, she's not dead!" Wei Muyu yelled frantically, "You are not allowed to take her away!"
Fu Rongxuan gave him a cold look and said, "Haven't you always wanted to find Cai Ling?"
"Cai Ling... Cai Ling, how do you know Cai Ling?" Cai Ling's name awakened a trace of consciousness in him.
"Because I have found her whereabouts. As long as you break up with my sister, write a divorce letter, let her have nothing to do with you, and let me take her body away, I will tell you where she is."
Wei Muyu's expression was ferocious. "Impossible, I won't let her leave me, she is mine."
"Siya is Cai Ling's substitute. Now that you have found the real person, why don't you let her go? Besides... she has been forced to death by you." Fu Rongxuan looked at her sister's pale and lifeless face and couldn't help but shed tears.
"Yes, she is just Cailing's substitute. You found Cailing..." Wei Muyu muttered to himself.
"Write the divorce letter right now. This is my sister's wish. I just want her to be free even after her death and become the daughter of the Fu family again instead of the wife of your Wei family!"
Wei Muyu hesitated for a while and finally picked up the pen.
Since he knows where Cai Ling is, then this substitute is useless. Only Cai Ling, that haunting figure, is the destination of his emotions and his unswerving obsession in this life.
The tip of the pen lightly touched the paper. At that moment, it felt as if a heavy burden was pressing on my heart, and every stroke of the pen was accompanied by unspeakable pain.
Wei Muyu's heart felt like it was being cut by the cold winter wind, and every inch of it was bitingly cold.
He tried to bury the heart-wrenching pain deep in his heart, but in the abyss of his heart, he carved the divorce letter word by word with trembling hands and gritted his teeth.
"Si Ya, you want freedom, and now I will grant you your wish."
Then he looked at Fu Rongxuan again: "Where is Cai Ling, you should tell me now, right?"
Fu Rongxuan threw down a piece of paper and said, "Look for yourself."
Then he picked up Fu Siya's body and slowly walked towards the door.
It was Jiang Nianwei who told him to exchange Cai Ling's whereabouts for Fu Siya's body, otherwise Wei Muyu would not give up so easily.
She was right, everything was going as she said.
At the same time, Fu Rongxuan was even more distressed that her sister, who had married into the Wei family in a legitimate way, turned out to be just a ridiculous substitute.
He placed Fu Siya's body into the coffin, and as per Jiang Nianwei's instructions, he immediately ordered people to take the coffin back to the Fu family.
When Fu Rongxuan pulled the coffin to the Fu Mansion, Duke Fu and Madam Fu were already crying. Madam Fu wailed, "My Ya'er, how could you be so cruel to leave your mother behind and go first? It was my fault. My eyes were blinded and I failed to protect you. I would rather sacrifice myself in your place, just hoping that you would be safe and sound. But fate played a trick on you and let you go first..."
"Mom and Dad, have someone set up the mourning hall immediately. Siya is no longer a Wei family woman, but a Fu family woman. She should be buried in our Fu family."
After saying this, Fu Rongxuan slowly took out a divorce letter from his sleeve.
Duke Fu was afraid that Fu Rongxuan had done something stupid, "How did you get this?"
"I just wanted to fulfill my sister's last wish. Don't worry, I didn't hurt anyone."
The entire Fu Mansion was shrouded in sorrow, and bursts of sad cries could be heard coming from the mansion.
Above the mourning hall, the flickering candlelight reflects a solemn and majestic atmosphere.
Fu Siya had also changed into clean clothes and was lying quietly in the coffin.
Fu Rongxuan followed Jiang Nianwei's instructions and wrote a memorial, asking his father to go to court tomorrow to report Wei Muyu.
"Dad, my sister is gone, why are you still so hesitant? Do you really want to wait for the Wei family to kill us all?"
Seeing Duke Fu was silent, Madam Fu choked up and said, "If you refuse to report, I will crash into the palace gate tomorrow!"
Upon hearing this, Duke Fu felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. The memories of the bullying in the past came flooding back to him, intertwined with the pain of losing his beloved daughter, and almost suffocated him.
"It was my indecision that caused Ya'er's death. Now I can't just sit there and wait for death. Tomorrow, even if I have to sacrifice my life, I will seek justice for my daughter."
According to past custom, the coffin would be kept at home for three days.
But Fu Rongxuan remembered Jiang Nianwei's instructions that the body must be buried quickly and in the presence of everyone.
Mrs. Fu's eyes were filled with tears, and her heart was filled with feelings that were hard to let go. She gently stroked the coffin, her voice choking with sobs: "Rong Xuan, I really can't bear to bury your sister in such a hurry."
Fu Rongxuan gently held her mother's hand, with reluctance in her eyes, but she said firmly: "Mother, the dead are gone, and seeing them will only add to the sadness. It is better to bury them as soon as possible and let my sister rest in peace."
White papers were floating everywhere on the streets of the capital, and Wei Muyu quietly followed the funeral procession.
He knew Cai Ling's whereabouts, but he was not as happy as he expected. Si Ya's face was always in his mind.
People always feel regretful and sad about what they have lost, and he always felt that Fu Siya was not dead. Maybe she just faked her death to deceive him and leave him.
However, when the heavy cover of the coffin slowly closed, and when shovelfuls of soil were ruthlessly covered on it, eventually turning it into a silent grave, he suddenly realized - those fantasies, those self-deceiving thoughts, were ultimately just illusions.
The sky over the capital was suddenly swallowed up by thick dark clouds, and the drizzle turned into heavy rain, mercilessly washing every inch of land.
After the Fu family left, the once proud and unruly Wei Muyu knelt in front of the grave in despair. The rain mixed with tears blurred his vision.
He dug at the soil desperately, "You are not dead, you are lying to me, I don't believe it!"
Jiang Nianwei and Fu Rongxuan were standing not far away, holding umbrellas.
"I'm afraid Wei Muyu is really crazy. I won't allow him to treat Si Ya like this."
Fu Rongxuan frowned, walked into the rain, and punched him hard several times, "Get out, get out right now, you are not worthy of coming to see my sister."
He raised his legs again and kicked the other person with all his strength. Rain and mud splashed, but it couldn't offset the pain in his heart.
Wei Muyu suddenly laughed crazily, "Hahaha, just beat me to death. It's fine if you beat me to death. This way I can die in front of Si Ya."
"I won't let you dirty her grave, get out of here!"