On the day Su Wantang married Shen Lichen, the red candles were burned out and the hijab was still on. He sat in front of the portrait of his deceased Bai Yueguang all night, leaving her alone in the empty room.
In three years of marriage, she had blocked a knife for him, saved his life, and shouldered unwarranted crimes. He hated her to the core and said she was vicious and unscrupulous. She never argued a word, only pressed half of an old jade pendant under her pillow - it was a token given by him when he was young, and he had already mistakenly recognized the other person.
She was poisoned by the Green Ming Grass and could not live to be twenty-five years old. She used the remaining three years of her life to perform forbidden magic in exchange for blood, and cured him of the strange poison poisoned by his enemies. He didn't know the inside story. On the same day that she knelt down and begged him to take a concubine, he tore up the divorce letter in front of the whole family and said: A vicious woman like you is not worthy of even a divorce letter.
Su Wantang did not wait for the crabapple flowers to bloom.
She died on the eve of the beginning of spring, with a last-minute letter under her body. At the end of the letter, she only wrote one sentence - "I have never failed you."
Shen Lichen went crazy.
He dug three feet into the entire Marquis Mansion and dug out the prayer plaque that she had hidden for ten years, the Hundred Sons and Thousands of Grandchildren account that she had embroidered for three years, three letters that had never been sent, and the divorce letter that he tore up with his own hands and that she had sewn with red thread.
He held her urn and knelt before her soul. For three days and three nights, he didn't say a word.
On the fourth day, he suddenly spoke, his voice as hoarse as a broken gong: "Tangtang, I will take you home."
No one answered. The begonias all over the courtyard withered overnight.
