"Brother An..." Perhaps these words truly struck a chord within Yang Chuxiaās heart. The false strength she had been portraying these days suddenly collapsed, and tears rained down like a torrential downpour. "You must not die, you absolutely must not die! You have to hold on for me, even if you canāt keep going, you must hold on, understand?"
"Without you, who will pamper and cherish me? Who else knows all of my likes and dislikes, and prepares surprises for me? Who else cares about every joy, every rage, every sorrow I have? You canāt die, you absolutely must not die. We have four children, they are still young, they canāt be without their father. You havenāt even heard Qingqing and Yueyue call you āDadā yet. Yangyang is so attached to you, he will be heartbroken, definitely heartbroken. And Lele, although he is smart, itās precisely that intelligence that brings him more dangers than the average person. He is so young, and he still doesnāt know how to protect himself. You have to live, you are their father, you have to protect them from the wind and rain."
"You canāt talk like that, or what did we do all this for today? Do you hear me? Do you hear me?"
Yang Chuxia cried hysterically, and Ye Ziāan couldnāt help but get teary-eyed as well.
For a moment, the two held each other tightly, slowly all that could be heard was the sound of soft sobbing.
After a long while, Ye Ziāanās voice softly came through, "Xiaxia, I promise you, even if itās the last moment, I will hold on. Iāll certainly try to survive. I canāt bear it, I canāt bear to leave you, canāt bear to leave the children."
"Thatās more like it. Weāll definitely get through this difficult time."
"Right, how did you find out about this?" Now that Yang Chuxia and Ye Ziāan were finally in agreement in his heart, Yang Chuxia suddenly remembered to ask about this matter. Logically speaking, she had instructed Lele, and Lele simply couldnāt fail.
"Lord Prefectural Magistrate especially came to tell me," said Ye Ziāan.
"That old codger, heās definitely up to no good."
"Exactly, he thinks that once I know, Iāll definitely go to bring you back. Then he can spread rumors that I neglected the welfare of thousands in Shandong for the sake of my own reputation. If I donāt go, he can also slander me, saying that Iām afraid to die and to save my own life, I let my wife expose herself and beg base and low, no longer worthy of being a man."
"In any case, I hope the other party can give us the other two poisons. He has posed us a tough problem. No matter what, we canāt come out ahead. Someone will definitely call me a coward for kneeling in public just to stay alive."
"Hmph, the person had better sensibly give us those two poisons. Iāve crossed swords with him this time, and once you recover, Iāll find a way to settle accounts with him. In this lifetime, if I donāt drag him out, I wonāt be able to face the suffering youāve endured."
This person, in the past, Yang Chuxia had felt it was all court affairs, and she did not want to get involved. She had always been reactive, countering moves as they came. But once this was over, she intended to take the initiative to attack, determined to flip the enemyās den, to relieve the resentment in her heart.
Meanwhile, in Leleās courtyard, Yangyang was practicing with a wooden sword outside, while Lele was inside talking with Ye Er.
"Uncle Ye Er, that Prefectural Magistrate is so annoying, disturbing my dadās healing. Iām very displeased," said Lele.
"What does the young master plan to do?" Ye Er thought to himself that someone was about to be unlucky. This young master was not as kind as the main master; he was ruthless. Whenever he spoke this way, it meant he was about to make a move.
"Let him be ill for a while, but not too severely ill. He can get up and deal with affairs, but without the heart to cause trouble," Lele said. (Tomorrowās update will be during the day, donāt wait.)