Chapter 343 - Let Him Go (Part 3)
The Lucky Bride Is Pretty And Delicate
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The midwives were extremely nervous. Their faces were pale as they rubbed Mrs. Weiâs stomach and continued monitoring the situation below.
They were all experienced midwives. Looking at each other, they knew the situation was tough.
However, none of them dared to tell Wei Nanxi about it because his expression was too terrifying.
The midwives had no choice but to continue delivering the infant.
Mrs. Wei took a deep breath and pushed the infant out at one go.
It was close and dangerous. Mrs. Wei was in so much pain that she could not even make a sound. When the infant came out, it seemed to show no signs of being alive, which frightened the midwives even further. Fortunately, after the infant came out, it started to breathe.
The midwives were overjoyed. âSir, congratulations on getting a son.â
A man who loved his wife so much must be extremely happy to have a son as his first child.
Wei Nanxi did not look at the child. He only waved his hand and said, âPut the child down and leave.â
Although the midwives were puzzled, they still put the child down and left.
When one of them went out, she seemed to have smelled something. Just as she was about to look back, she met Wei Nanxiâs cold eyes and quickly lowered her head and trotted away in fear.
After the midwives left, a monk walked into the courtyard. Wei Nanxi said expressionlessly, âSave my wife.â
The monk smiled. âDonât worry, sir.â
The monk entered the room and Wei Nanxi followed him. The smell of blood was even stronger. Wei Nanxi was trembling and he felt suffocated. The woman he loved the most was slowly leaving him.
Mrs. Weiâs clothes were soaked in blood. The blood on her clothes was slowly spreading, making Wei Nanxiâs heart tighten.
The monk held the child and handed a dagger to Wei Nanxi. âSir, donât hesitate. If not for this child, your wife wouldnât have died.â
Wei Nanxi took the dagger and stabbed the monk in the shoulder without looking at him. The monkâs eyes widened. âWhat are you doing?â
âWhy did you stab me instead of this child?â
Wei Nanxi sneered. âDo you think I donât know what you are up to? Wu Yu, my son can only extend his motherâs life. Who do you think you are? How dare you covet my sonâs life?â
The monkâs eyes widened in disbelief. He gritted his teeth. âSir, youâre a Daoist.â
Wei Nanxi said calmly, âIâm not a Daoist, but I understand the nasty tricks you are playing.â
The monk was indignant, but he knew that if this man lost his wife whom he loved with all his heart, he would not be able to go out alive today.
He wanted to live. If he didnât want to live, he wouldnât have gone through so much trouble to âhelpâ.
The monk quickly said, âSir, please spare my life. Iâm willing to do anything. I donât dare have designs on your son anymore.â
Wei Nanxi said coldly, âI know a formation that can exchange lives. Letâs do it.â
The monk knew that Wei Nanxi wasnât someone to be trifled with. He said truthfully, âSir, there is such a formation, but it will only be effective if the sacrificer is willing to do so. If the baby is not willing, it wonât work.â
Wei Nanxi hugged the child. âWhy should he be unwilling? She gave birth to him, but he wants her to die. He owes her his entire life. Why should he be unwilling?â
Wei Nanxi stabbed the dagger in the childâs heart and said slowly, âI promise you that Iâll let you go on the day the formation disappears. In the future, if you have any requests, Iâll satisfy you. As a son, filial piety is the most important. Iâm your father. Remember that.â
The monk was shocked and stunned.
However, the child actually listened to him and the life exchange formation was successfully activated.
After the matter was done, he chased the monk away.
When Mrs. Wei woke up and found out that the child was gone, she cried her heart out. Wei Nanxi patiently comforted her and stayed with her for a few months before she slowly got over it.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
However, every day, he would take out a memorial tablet from the secret compartment in the study and muttered. âYouâre a good child. Eat whatever you want. You can read everything in the study. Although I canât see you, I know you are around and I still treat you as my first born son.â
Year after year, when Wei Nanxi was reading, he would read it out loud and teach his invisible son.
When the second son was born, he said to the memorial tablet, âYouâre now an elder brother, which means you have a new responsibility.â
When the third son was born, Mrs. Wei was paralyzed. He was furious and soaked the memorial tablet in ice water. âWhy didnât you protect your mother? You unfilial son!â
Liu Sanniang retracted her power.
Mrs. Wei cried silently. She had been paralyzed for many years, but she had never been neglected by her husband. Wei Nanxi would massage her day after day. She could not walk, so he would carry her to many places. She had seen many beautiful sceneries and eaten countless delicacies, but all of this was built on the life of her son.
Beside the bed, a figure slowly appeared.
He bore some resemblance to Mrs. Wei. She looked at him without even blinking despite tears streaming down her face. She reached out to touch him, but her hand passed through his body. Mrs. Wei opened her mouth, her lips trembling. âIâ¦â
This was her first child, a child whom she had never even seen or given a name to.
âMy name is Wei Feng.â
Wei Feng looked at Mrs. Wei and said slowly. It was a name he gave to himself. He wanted to turn into a gust of wind so that he could go anywhere he wanted to.
Mrs. Weiâs heart ached. âIâm sorry. Iâll return your life to you.â
Wei Nanxi said in a low voice, âWei Feng, are you going to go against my words now?â
Wei Feng looked at Wei Nanxi. âHow can I go against your words? Itâs precisely because Iâve always been obedient to you that I waited until today. Thirty years, Iâve waited for this day, but it turns out that you want to break your promise.â
Wei Nanxiâs eyes darkened. âIâm your father! If your mother didnât give birth to you, she wouldnât have died. Your life belongs to your mother to begin with. Itâs only right and proper for you to return what belongs to your mother to her.â
Mrs. Wei looked at Wei Nanxi coldly. âShut up. If you didnât hide it from me, I wouldnât have agreed. If you still have me in your heart, do as I said. Feng has suffered enough already.â