Chapter 660
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Hui Mo whispered, "When Hui Ci's master was released from prison and found out, she must have been heartbroken …"
Duan Chang Feng closed his eyes. His throat trembled and he couldn't continue, so he skipped this part and continued, "After that, I parted ways with Xiao Ci and we never saw each other again. Xiao Ci went to the capital to continue investigating and lost contact with us. I took the girl and continued to wander around the world. When I passed by the Han Jiang Prefecture, I met the righteous Ming Zhen. So I was invited to stay in the Han Jiang Prefecture to treat patients. But I didn't expect that I would encounter almost the same thing as that year. Ming Zhen was forced to die and I couldn't save him this time. Wan Ting took the innocent children and disguised themselves as beggars to escape the Han River. I wanted to return to the sect and ask Master to lend a helping hand and help Ming Zhen clear her name. Who would have thought that as soon as I arrived at the mountain gate, I would discover a river of blood. My entire family had been massacred, not a single person left alive. Master had died on the cliff. Later, I also encountered an assassination attempt. In the end, I was the only one left alive. I wandered around the world until I reached the foot of the White Wolf Mountain. I happened to meet the heir. Later, I changed my name and stayed in the Southern Yan Empire to become an imperial physician. Over the years, there were only two things in my heart. First, I had to clear Ming Zhen's name and avenge my sect. Secondly, he wanted to see if he could … see Xiao Ci again while he was still alive. But I didn't expect that I would wait for a lifetime. She didn't reply to my letter until she died … She hated me to death … "
She Yan was also a gossiper. He touched his chin and shook his head, "Hui Ci's master was your childhood sweetheart. When she was willing to go down the mountain with you, she must have wanted to grow old with you. But you turned around and married another woman. It would be strange if she could let it go."
Hui Mo couldn't help but refute, "But there was nothing we could do. If Sir Duan didn't agree to marry that woman, Hui Ci's master would have died."
Ning Shu's violently fluctuating emotions finally couldn't be suppressed. Her eyes reddened as she said, "My master hates you, not because you married someone else, but because she would rather die than let you go against your own heart and be separated from another person for her sake. Your wishful thinking saved her life, but she will have to live in heavy guilt and shackles for the rest of her life. She doesn't just hate you, she hates herself more. If I were her, I would rather live one day in love than live the rest of my life in regret. "
Duan Chang Feng felt as if he had been struck by lightning. A huge teardrop fell from the corner of his eye, and the white hair on his temples seemed to be covered with a layer of snow.
"No wonder when I parted with her that year, I gave her a life-saving item. I could have used half of my life to exchange for her life, but she didn't use it until she died. So that's why, that's why. I have known her all my life, but I have never understood her … In the end, I have wasted my life … "
Ning Shu thought of the nights when her master was still alive, and the melancholy that was like a fishbone stuck in her throat and could not be expressed in words. She knew that she should not blame Mr. Duan, but in the end, she still could not calm down. In silence, she felt a slightly cold hand spread open her five fingers and tightly grasped her. He could understand the sadness in her heart, and he could also hear the regret in her heart. He and she would bear everything in this world together, and each of them would share half of the burden.
Now that fate had ended, the incense in front of the grave had burned to the end. The children cried until they were exhausted. In order to survive, they had hidden here and there for many years, and now they had lost their closest teacher. They looked around and found no relatives, and only Duan Chang Feng was left to rely on. Fortunately, the injustice of the Zhao family was redressed, and the ancestral home could be recovered, so they temporarily settled there.
Before leaving, Duan Chang Feng thought of something important, so he stopped and said, "Heir, there is something that may be related to your life. I must tell you the truth. A few years ago, when I heard that Xiao Ci died of illness, I secretly returned to the Central Plains. After paying my respects to her grave, I returned to the sect to organize my master's belongings. I suddenly discovered a secret. Perhaps the massacre of my sect was not only because of Ming Zhen's case, but also because of another possibility — the kiss of the plum blossom. "
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