Chapter 342 - Let Him Go (Part 2)
The Lucky Bride Is Pretty And Delicate
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
This was all Liu Sanniangâs fault. She must have a way to solve this.
Liu Sanniang looked at Wei Nanxi. âYou canât force her to stay. Your marriage with your wife is already over. Even if you kill me, you canât change anything. Thereâs only one possibility for you. Let go.â
Wei Nanxi roared fiercely. âNoâ¦â
There must be a way. Although his wife knew the truth now, it wasnât impossible to erase her memory. As long as she didnât have this memory, everything would be fine.
Liu Sanniang looked at Wei Nanxi without any change in expression. Wei Nanxiâs pain and anger could not affect her.
Mrs. Wei looked at Liu Sanniang and begged. âMiss Liu, help me give my life to him. Let him leave in peace and make sure that he wonât have such vicious parents in his next life.â
If she died during childbirth didnât mean that he was the one who killed her.
She was just destined to die.
Wei Nanxi sat by the bed. âYaoyao, thirty years ago, when I first saw you, I liked you. If not for my fatherâs disapproval, I wouldâve become a psychic just like Miss Liu. I have an uncle whoâs a Daoist priest. He wanted to take me in as his disciple. For this reason, my father cut off all ties with me. When you were pregnant with our first son, I often dreamed of you dying. That monk came to ask for food and said that he could satisfy any of my requests. You were kind-hearted and gave that monk food. You asked him if the child you were bearing was a boy or a girl.â
Wei Nanxi was lost in his memories. When he recalled that time, a smile appeared on his face. âThe monk said that it was a boy. You said that boys are good. The monk pointed at you and said that you wonât live long. However, this child is here to repay you. By exchanging his life for yours, you can live to a hundred years old. You were angry at that time. I also got a servant to beat the monk up and chase him out. I comforted you and told you not to take it to heart. That monk was talking nonsense. It took me a long time to comfort you before you believed me, but I knew what the monk said was true.â
âI later went to see the monk and let him stay in our house until the day you gave birthâ¦ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Mrs. Wei gasped in pain. âStop it. Let him go. I donât want to live anymore.â
What was the point of this life of hers?
Wei Nanxi looked up at Liu Sanniang. âI heard that Miss Liu has a psychic ability that can make people see someoneâs memories. If you donât want to hear it, then see it for yourself. Now, I donât want to hide anything from you anymore. I want to tell you the truth.â
Wei Nanxi stared at Liu Sanniang coldly, waiting for her to speak.
Even though Wei Nanxiâs expression was cold, Liu Sanniang didnât show signs of fear. She said calmly, âOkay.â
Wei Nanxi extended his hand.
Chu Yan took out a handkerchief and covered Wei Nanxiâs wrist. Wei Nanxi did not mind. He sneered at himself. âThatâs true. Someone like me must be dirty.â
Chu Yan did not speak, nor did Liu Sanniang. She grabbed Wei Nanxiâs hand and her power instantly invaded his memory.
Wei Nanxiâs mental space was pitch-black. His wife was his only light. He looked at Liu Sanniang, not afraid that she would know that he was a dark person.
Liu Sanniang released her power to envelop the room, dragging Mrs. Wei into his memories.
She looked at herself, who was still a young girl. Her stomach was bulging. Everything she ate every day was carefully prepared by her husband. She teased him. âHubby, are you too nervous? The imperial doctor said that you donât have to be so scared.â
Wei Nanxi smiled gently. âAs long as you are still pregnant, I canât help but be nervous.â
Being doted on and protected by her husband was like eating honey. Countless people in the capital envied her for marrying a good husband who had a bright future and only loved her.
Mrs. Wei looked at her husband as he went to a corner of the house.
Wei Nanxi pushed open the door of a courtyard and looked at the monk who was eating voraciously. âMy wife is going to give birth in a few days. If anything happens to her, youâre doomed.â
The monk was beaming and there was a healthy glow on his face. He was holding a big pork rib in his hand. It had been stewed until it was soft and mushy. He ate it in big mouthfuls as if he had been hungry for several lifetimes. After eating, he wiped his mouth and said, âSir, donât worry. Iâm a man of my word. I wonât do something that will ruin my reputation.â
âItâs not difficult to keep your wife alive. I can also help you get rich and gain fame.â
Wei Nanxiâs expression was cold. âI donât need money and power. I just want my wife to live and be healthy.â
The monk smiled. âSir, you really love your wife as much as your life. There arenât many men who are as devoted as you. Donât worry, there wonât be any problems.â
Wei Nanxi looked at the monk with a cold expression. âIf my wife is safe, youâll be rewarded, but if anything happens to her, Iâll make sure you live in hell.â
No matter how Wei Nanxi threatened him, there was always a smile on the monkâs face. âDonât worry, sir. I promise that nothing will go wrong.â
The monk licked his lips. âI donât want money either. I just want some food.â
Wei Nanxi looked at the monk. âWhatever you want, just tell the servants.â
After confirming that there was no problem at the monkâs end, Wei Nanxi returned to the mansion. As the day of delivery approached, he took leave to accompany his wife.
His wife was the one who was going to give birth, but he ended up losing a lot of weight. Even if he did not want that day to come, it came nonetheless. With a cold expression, he clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white. None of the servants dared to approach or talk to him.
There were five midwives in the delivery room. They all had solemn expressions on their faces. Hearing his wifeâs cries of pain, Wei Nanxi could not hold it in anymore and entered the room.
The midwives were all shocked. âSir, you canât come in.â
Wei Nanxi said coldly, âContinue, donât worry about me. If anything happens to my wife, Iâll bury all of you alive.â
He knelt by the bed and grabbed her hand. Tears were flowing down his face.