Chapter 2476 - 55:

She didn’t want Mu Huaen holding her, but she hurt so much, so much, she couldn’t push Mu Huaen away at all.

This Mu Huaen was still just as annoying, crying, what was she crying for, wasn’t she just about to die? What was there to cry about.

Only, what a pity! Out of the corner of her eye she noticed that Ye Haoyang was no longer in the ruined temple, it seemed she wouldn’t be able to see him one last time.

She knew Ye Haoyang had gone after that woman in white.

That woman in white... Mu Huarong lowered her head, dabbed some of the blood on her own chest, and started writing bit by bit on Mu Huaen’s sleeve.

Only she never managed to finish, then her vision grew darker and darker, she suddenly grabbed Mu Huaen, and then, like a deflated ball, her whole body went limp and sagged down.

Yet her eyes were staring wide open; she died with her eyes open!

"Sister!!"

After all, they were born of the same mother, and Mu Huarong had died because of her; Mu Huaen couldn’t help but weep in grief.

"Sister..."

With trembling hands she tried to close her eyes, but she discovered that no matter what she did, she couldn’t make Mu Huarong’s eyes shut.

"Wuu, wuu..."

When Ye Haoyang came back, he found Mu Huaen holding Mu Huarong and crying her heart out.

"Hua’en..."

"Brother Ye Er, she, she’s dead." Mu Huaen cried. "Look, even her eyes refuse to close, she didn’t want to die."

Everything just now had happened far too suddenly. When Mu Huaen shoved him away, he knew something was wrong, but who would’ve thought Mu Huarong would rush over like that. Even now he was unwilling to believe that Mu Huarong had actually been willing to save him.

What virtue or ability did he have to deserve both sisters giving their hearts to him.

His expression was a bit complicated as he raised his hand and laid it on Mu Huarong’s face, lightly smoothing it; this time, the eyes that had been open actually closed.

"So," Mu Huaen murmured, "so she was waiting to see you one last time." Otherwise she wouldn’t have died with her eyes open.

"Let’s go, let’s head back first."

Just like that, they left the city; who knew what kind of chaos the city was in by now.

"Wait!"

Mu Huaen tugged him back and lifted her own arm. "This is what she left behind, look what she wrote."

Because it was written backwards, she couldn’t make it out clearly herself.

"Mu... should be a person’s name, but after that, was she going to write ’rain’ or ’snow’?" Or something else?

"Brother Ye Er, I guess she wanted to tell you who that woman is."

"Maybe." Ye Haoyang nodded. "Forget it, let’s not talk about this for now, let’s get back to the city first."

"Lord..." At this time the men outside had all come in. "Your subordinate hasn’t had a chance to report yet, these bastards didn’t manage to do a thing before we wiped them out."

He was naturally referring to the beggars inside.

If he hadn’t said it, it would’ve been better; the moment he did, Ye Haoyang’s gaze could have killed. These bastards, after rescuing them they just ignored them, even left them thrown inside.

As if knowing what he was thinking, the subordinate said, "Lord’s wife, your subordinates couldn’t move her. Weren’t we waiting for you, Lord?"

Leaving her inside was indeed inappropriate, but if they wanted to carry her out, they’d have to hold her in their arms—did they have the guts to lay hands on Lord’s woman?

Hearing this, Ye Haoyang barely accepted his explanation and snorted coldly. "Go bring Mu Huarong out."

"Yes, yes!"

By the time they got back into the city, it was already quite late. With no time to worry about anything else, Ye Haoyang took Mu Huaen straight to a clothing shop, picked out a wedding dress for her to change into, and had the people inside redo her hair and makeup.

"Brother Ye Er, this wedding?" Before entering the shop Mu Huaen had already wanted to ask—could this wedding really still go on, with Mu Huarong having died at this time.