PFC Chapter 127: All the letters in the past were personally written by Master’s Wife
Chapter 127: All the letters in the past were personally written by Master’s Wife
"I know that Senior Brother couldn't accept it for a while. It was only when Master's Wife nearly died in the secret realm that I finally figured it out." Yan Chuhua heard the cough, looked at Senior Brother, and suddenly smiled: "Master's Wife is always like this. When she's upset, she likes to look at the moon in her spare time."
Wei Yuyun then remembered why he liked to look at the moon.
"Master's Wife, are you going out with Master again? But, but I don't want you to leave."
"The Sect Master has something important for me to do. I will be back as soon as possible. If Yun'er misses me, just look at the moon. Master's Wife also likes to look at the moon. When you look at the moon, just pretend that I am by your side, okay?"
'All right. ’
Yan Chuhua didn't say anything else. He had said enough, and the next thing he needed was for the eldest brother to think quietly.
Looking at the moon, Wei Yuyun's memory became clearer and clearer, and for the first time he could hear clearly what the voice in his heart was shouting.
"Master's wife, I have never learned to write and I don't even know how to hold a pen."
'Wait for me, Master's Wife, you can't leave me, you can't leave me.'
"Master's wife, I lost my mother when I was young and now I have a master's wife, which is also good."
"Cough cough--" Wei Yuyun's coughs became more and more rapid and heavy, and his memories finally gushed out, squeezing his head so hard that it almost exploded.
If you have a headache, you can only squat down and lean against the window to feel a little better.
Early the next morning, before Tao Fengzhi got up from his meditation, he heard someone knocking on the door, and then kicking it.
"Who is coming? How dare you be so presumptuous in Xuanyu Sect!" Tao Fengzhi had just gotten out of bed when the door was kicked open.
Just as he was about to curse, he discovered that the person who kicked the door was the usually calm Wei Yuyun. He was about the same age as the other party and did not show any courtesy. He said in a deep voice: "Is this how the Xuanyu Sect treats guests?"
"Why are you living here?" Wei Yuyun was obviously unaware of this matter.
He had just come over when he discovered that the place was locked from the inside, but he couldn't wait to knock on the door properly and broke in.
"Of course it's me. I told Master Lin that this place was empty, and she said it was up to me, so of course I could live here." Tao Fengzhi put on his shoes. Of course, he couldn't be untidy when entertaining guests.
After he had straightened his clothes, he asked, "Brother Wei, what's going on?"
"I remember there are some letters I left here. Where are the letters?" Wei Yuyun originally wanted to look for them himself, but everything here had changed and they were all Tao Fengzhi's things. He didn't know where to start.
"letter?"
Thinking back to when I first came here and cleaned up, I did find some letters. Tao Fengzhi nodded and said, "There are letters, and I'm not the kind of person who touches your things casually."
He stood up and walked to the bookcase, squatted down and took out a black brocade box. He turned around and handed the box over. He explained: "It's full of your letters. I haven't opened them to read them. I just put them away."
Wei Yuyun, who snatched the brocade box, turned and left without saying a word.
"Hey!" Tao Fengzhi was still confused and muttered to himself, "Jing Yue always said that his senior brother was steady, but where did he show any steadyness? Why is he so noisy?"
He carried such a light box, and every step he took felt like a thousand pounds. After returning, he closed the door, opened the lid of the box and looked at the childish yet familiar handwriting, but he didn't dare to read it.
These handwritings look a little funny. They were the strokes left when he just learned to write. At that time, his master's wife would occasionally go out to do things for the sect leader.
These letters were written by him to his master's wife when she left. Later, he gradually stopped caring about them and put them aside. Now that he took them out again, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
With trembling hands, he took out the top letter, which read: Dear Master's Wife.
"It's just that my master's wife has never opened it." Wei Yuyun's fingers kept groping the light brown shell of the envelope. He rubbed the envelope, which was a bit old, to make sure he was mentally prepared before opening the envelope and pulling out the letter.
"Master's Wife, it's been over half a month since we last met. I miss you so much..."
After reading the first one, Wei Yuyun's eyes reddened slightly. He suppressed his distress, put the letter back, and took out the second one, opening it and reading.
There are eight letters in total.
Each of the letters was addressed to Master's Wife, but the person who opened them was Wei Yuyun. He burst into tears after reading the last one, asking himself over and over again: Why is this happening?
He really didn't understand why he would speak so harshly to his former beloved master's wife. Where did his condescending attitude come from? Why would he call his master's wife a waste?
His past memories returned, and his present memories were still there. He remembered everything he had said to his mistress. It was like a thousand cuts in his heart.
The belated regret was as light as a feather, but it suffocated him.
Tears wet the letter, but no one cared about his regret.
The best news in Xuanyu Sect these days is probably that Master Rong has finally come out of seclusion. Apart from Jianshan’s disciples, the happiest person is Zhou Jingyue.
As the instigator, he naturally hopes that Master Rong will be fine, otherwise he will never forgive himself.
"Are you really that happy? It's not a big deal." Yan Yao was also annoyed when he saw Zhou Jingyue.
In his opinion, he, the eldest brother, and Jianhui were all in the same camp, and Zhou Jingyue and Yan Chuhua were in the same camp. He wondered if these two people were blinded by greed and actually thought Lin Xuxi was a good person?
Ridiculous.
"Master Rong went into seclusion because I disturbed him. Now that he is fine, shouldn't I be happy?" Zhou Jingyue retorted.
He and Yan Yao have been at odds these past few days, so naturally there is nothing good or bad about it.
"Yes, you caused Master Rong to retreat and recuperate for these years. It's normal for him to feel happy now that he has nothing to do. But how can you be happy when Master Rong comes out to scold you? Now that Aunt Xin is no longer there to defend you, can you still be so happy?" Yan Yao put his hands behind his back, a sarcastic look on his face.
"Rong Xin has never defended me. It was Master's Wife who always protected me. What does it have to do with Rong Xin? It was Master's Wife who took the punishment for me, like Qiu Shuiyuan. You attributed all the good things to Rong Xin. Now that she is dead, does she know how filial you were?" Zhou Jingyue did not give in.
The two of them started arguing with each other in the Lingfu Hall.
The other disciples wanted to stop the fight, but seeing that both of them were senior brothers, they didn't know who to help for a moment. Only Han Yun went up and stood on Yan Yao's side.
"Zhou Jingyue, you're happier than anyone else now that Aunt Xin is dead. Do you think Lin Xuxi will be nice to you just because you flatter her? That's ridiculous."
Zhou Jingyue: "I have never flattered Master's wife. This is all true!"
He was scolding two people at the same time and was obviously at a disadvantage.
"What kind of place is the Spirit Talisman Hall? How dare you make a noise here?"
When the disciples saw the eldest brother come in, they hurriedly stood respectfully with their hands lowered. Even Yan Yao did not dare to be presumptuous and bowed, saying, "Elder Brother."
"What's with all the noise? Now that the master is in seclusion and the mistress is recovering from her injuries, you are not behaving properly and are causing trouble every day!" As he spoke, Wei Yuyun looked at Yan Yao.
He knew that if a quarrel really broke out, Yan Yao would definitely be at fault.
Yan Yao felt guilty being looked at, and he lowered his head and said softly, "I shouldn't have made a noise in the Spirit Talisman Hall, but it was Zhou Jingyue who spoke rudely first. Isn't it right for me to refute him?"