The Harem's Favorite Maid Raiders

Chapter 401 The Death of Chen Yixiang
It was not until night that someone salvaged Chen Yixiang's stiff body from the lake next to the garden.

The moment Han Yumin saw the corpse, he immediately rushed into the crowd, waved his hands and said, "What are you watching here, Zihan, Aunt Chun, go and wrap Mrs. Nangong up, little Lizi, go and inform General Nangong .”

Her voice was very weak, as if she had expected it long ago.

But in such a cold voice, there was a trace of panic and surprise.

During the day, when Chen Yixiang took out the things hidden in her stomach in front of her, she was so calm, as if she had expected such a day long ago, while Han Yumin gasped.

"It's such a big thing, isn't it uncomfortable for you to stuff her into your stomach?"

"It doesn't matter." Chen Yixiang said with a smile, "Anyway, my husband's heart is not with me. If I can win him over for a day, that's all."

"You lie beside him at night..."

"No." Chen Yixiang interrupted her with a smile. She smiled so helplessly, like a crazy woman screaming for her husband-in-law, "I'm pregnant, so naturally I have a reason to tell my husband-in-law and let him Sleeping in a separate room with me, naturally..."

She shook her head indifferently, "Of course, Mr. Xiang doesn't like me at all. More often, he likes to dance swords in the yard, or stay in his study, and only sleep in the study until very late. , don't think of me at all."

"..."

"I know, in his eyes, being with me seems to be a task, and protecting me is just a responsibility."

"..."

"Young lady..." Chen Yixiang sighed. This life was like a light, relieved gasp. "Just now you asked me, did you feel uncomfortable? Let me tell you, it is not only physically uncomfortable, but also in my heart. Very uncomfortable."

"Then you are still like this!"

"Well, I lied to him, and I hate myself, very much." She turned her head and looked at Qin Erlan who was still leaning on the door frame, supporting her body vigorously, "I hate you too, that's my favorite Man, however, he loves you with his own life."

"..."

"My lady will never forget that before this, Xianggong suffered a serious injury, and that time, it left an irreversible injury to Xianggong's leg, but this time..." Having said that, Chen Yixiang started to choke up, and took another look at Qin Erlan, her eyes were already red from crying, "This time, Madam thought that even though Xianggong once galloped on the battlefield, his wounds were torn again, and he will, heal again Is it?"

Then, in Qin Erlan's low sobs, he continued: "No one knows about his injury, he is for this family, that's why he has been holding on, holding on..."

"..."

"But now, he can't hold on." Chen Yixiang wiped away tears, "He can't hold on anymore, in the future, maybe, he really won't be able to stand up, really..."

"Madame Nangong..."

"That's your favorite name, and it's also mine." She interrupted Qin Erlan's calling herself, and shook her head, "Do you think that this name makes me feel at ease? No, really not...it's not me My favorite title, this is my nightmare!"

She softly yelled at Qin Erlan, as if the grievances of these years had been vented at this moment, "Every time someone calls me Mrs. Nangong, I always think in my heart, if I don't use my life Go beg him, then, now they call it like this, probably, it is you."

"..."

"Every day, I live in such a nightmare. I want to wake up, but I can't wake up..."

Chen Yixiang's voice became smaller and smaller.

After finishing speaking, she made the flattest belly round again.

It seems that after so many things happened, the child she didn't have came to her belly again... She stretched out her hand again, touched her belly, and said, "Mother, don't forget, you just now what was said."

"you……"

"I go first."

Chen Yixiang sniffed, turned around, and left.

It was so long just now, so long that when Chen Yixiang turned around and left peacefully, it felt like a lifetime away.

Now, looking at the cold corpse in front of him, Han Yumin still refuses to believe that the woman who rushed up to do it just before, during the daytime, is silent now.

Her stomach was still so round and upright.

Now, she also felt that in order to keep a man, Chen Yixiang had to be physically hurt by one more thing until his death, how uncomfortable it was.

Just like when she left, when she walked to the door, she suddenly turned her face and said, "I'm tired."

Yes, she is tired.

In this world, living, no one is not tired, isn't it?
She was tired, so she finally found a way to free herself.

Han Yumin raised his head and looked at the sky full of stars.

Tomorrow will probably be another sunny day.But - she is also tired, who can give her a reason to free herself?

So, I also recited the words I said to Chen Yixiang at the beginning, although it was just an angry remark, but since Chen Yixiang took it seriously, then I should do it myself.

Han Yumin would not let anyone touch her body.

As for Nangong Li, when he was carried over to see this cold corpse, he suddenly choked with grief, but he couldn't cry no matter what.

Nan Gongli did not leave the palace as scheduled, but waited for Chen Yixiang's affairs to be settled, then called someone to come, carried the coffin, tied a white cloth strip around her head, and left.

On the day Nangong Li left, Qin Erlan didn't go to see her off.

Instead, holding Zhi'er in the Haitang Pavilion, her eyes were swollen from crying.

Han Yumin stood aside, watching her sobbing, wanted to persuade her, coaxed her, but didn't know how to speak, so she just watched her cry, tired of crying, Han Yumin handed over her handkerchief , Wipe her tears away.

The death of the young lady of the Chen family and the loss of General Chen's military power were enough to make the entire Chen family disappear for a while.

Nangong Li's departure took away Chen Yixiang's body, Qin Erlan's longing, and her whole heart.

Most of the time, Han Yumin was with her, watching her with a faint smile, but he didn't dare to say a word about what had happened these days.

She knew that Nangong Li's only child was here, but he couldn't take a good look at her.

Only this name left his last thought to her, and her to him.

The weather, like this, is gradually getting hotter.

Soon, it will be difficult for people to recall that freezing winter again.

"Yu'er, there will be a general election tomorrow." Jiang Meng sat beside her, opened a page of the book, read it, and said casually, "I want you to go."

(End of this chapter)