Chapter 341 - Let Him Go
The Lucky Bride Is Pretty And Delicate
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Wei Nanxiâs voice was trembling. âMadam, Madam, let me explainâ¦â
He was not such a heartless person. He just loved her too much. Before he could die with her, she was going to die first. The child he had been waiting for became the thing he hated the most.
Mrs. Wei trembled slightly but did not open her eyes to look at Wei Nanxi. When she thought about how she should have died 30 years ago and how she survived at the cost of her first born child, her heart ached. She could not stop her tears from flowing down her cheeks.
She did not pull her hand back from Wei Nanxiâs grip because she did not have any strength left at this moment. She really hated that she was still alive.
Wei Nanxi held Mrs. Weiâs hand and kissed it gently. âMadam, itâs my fault. I didnât tell you because I knew you wouldnât agree. You looked forward to his arrival so much that you would rather die for him. I know you too well.â
Therefore, he was willing to bear the sin himself.
Mrs. Wei sobbed. Wei Nanxiâs eyes were red. âI wanted to hide this from you for the rest of my life, but now that you know, I canât hide it anymore. You can punch me or kill me, but just donât ignore me.â
He did not have many years to live. He did not want to live these years, knowing that he was hated by his wife.
Wei Nanxi broke down. âMadam, Yaoyao, can you say something?â
Wei Nanxi only wanted Mrs. Wei to talk to him. He was too afraid, just like back then when he was afraid that she would go before him. He did not tell her because once she knew, she would never agree.
Wei Nanxi looked like a panicked child. He had even forgotten that Liu Sanniang and Chu Yan were still present in the room.
He took Mrs. Weiâs hand and kissed it, begging for her forgiveness.
Even when he called Mrs. Wei by her nickname, she still did not turn around. Wei Nanxi did not know what to do.
He cried. âMadam, Iâm sorry. I know you hate me. I know itâs all my fault, but what could I do? How was I supposed to live without you? Back then, weâd only been married for a couple years. I didnât want to lose you.â
He loved her to the core. They had agreed to live and die together. He was indignant that they were going to be separated by death so soon.
Tears streamed down Wei Nanxiâs face as he sobbed. âYaoyao, Yaoyao⦠can you forgive me?â
Mrs. Wei raised her hand and hammered her heart, sobbing in pain. âStop itâ¦â
Every word he said was like a sharp knife stabbing into her heart, making it ache.
She couldnât blame him. She blamed herself.
Why did she have to make her husband choose between her and the child? It was all her fault. Self-blame, guilt, and pain, all turned into the harshest punishment, lynching her.
Zhao Yuyao had never suffered in her life. She married a husband who doted on her the most and gave birth to two sons. Even if her legs were crippled, she still enjoyed undiluted love from her husband. He protected her like a treasure and loved her to the core.
Why was the heavens so cruel to her?
Her tears seemed to flow endlessly. Wei Nanxi wiped her tears gently like the way he had been doing for decades.
His voice was filled with fear as he called her nickname again and again. âYaoyao, Yaoyao, forgive meâ¦â
But how could she forgive him?
Wei Nanxi panicked. He grabbed Mrs. Weiâs hand and slapped it on his face, trying to make Mrs. Wei forgive him. His voice was trembling as he said, âMadam, please donât ignore me.â
Mrs. Wei slowly opened her eyes and looked at Wei Nanxi. Her throat felt like it was on fire. She said, âI donât want to live anymore.â
She just wanted to die quickly. She was weak, but at this moment, she felt that her body was filled with strength. She knew that this strength was given by the son who had sacrificed his life. She hated herself.
Wei Nanxi felt his heart was bleeding. âMadam, can you not say that?â
Mrs. Wei looked at Wei Nanxi and reached out to touch his cheek. âYouâre old.â
Wei Nanxi was choked with emotions. âI know Iâm old and donât have many years left. Can you stay with me for a few more years?â
Mrs. Wei smiled bitterly. âWhen I married you back then, my father said that youâre a stubborn person. Once you set your mind on me, you wonât change your mind. My mother said that you wonât have many concubines.â
Wei Nanxi did not dare to look into Mrs. Weiâs eyes. He lowered his head and trembled. âYaoyao, Iâve never done anything wrong in my life. Just this once. Can you forgive me this time?â
Mrs. Wei replied calmly. âI forgive you. Can you let me die? Although I gave birth to him, I havenât fulfilled my responsibility as a mother. How can I use his life to sustain mine? I canât imagine how much he has suffered over the past 30 years.â
Wei Nanxi almost broke down. âIf not for him, you wouldnât have died. He did it willingly. I didnât force him. I didnât agree and just did what that monk said.â
After Wei Nanxi finished speaking, he realized that he had said something wrong. He looked up at Mrs. Weiâs disappointed expression and grabbed her hand in panic. âMadam, Madam.â
Mrs. Wei pursed her lips. âSo it was that monk who gave you the idea to trade his life for mine?â
Mrs. Wei broke down. Tears blurred her vision. She looked at her already old husband and suddenly found him unrecognizable. She took a deep breath and pressed her hand hard on her chest, but Wei Nanxi grabbed her hand. He put down all his dignity and said, âIf you want to hit or kill me, do it. Donât hurt yourself.â
Mrs. Wei cried. âI really want to dig my heart out.â
Wei Nanxi looked at Mrs. Wei with pain in his eyes. âIf Madam blames me, Iâll take the blame without a grudge. I also hate myself. If not for the fact that I wanted you to give me a child, you wouldnât have died.â
Mrs. Wei shook her head. âI donât blame you. I blame myself.â
Mrs. Wei looked at Wei Nanxi. âDonât continue to be wrong. Let him go.â
Wei Nanxiâs eyes were sinister. If he left, his wife would die. He did not want to, nor was he willing to.
Seeing that he was unwilling, Mrs. Weiâs heart ached even more. âWhatâs the point of me being alive? If I was unaware of the truth, I might have had the strength to live on. But now that I do know, how am I supposed to go on living like nothing ever happened? My heart is already dead.â
Wei Nanxi turned to look at Liu Sanniang fiercely. âMiss Liu, if you didnât interfere, my wife and I wouldnât have ended up like this. If you donât give me an explanation, I wonât let you off. I mean what I say.â