Good Ending: She Swears She Will Not Let Him Die!

Tears streamed down Madam Wu’s face more and more fiercely.

Mrs. Zhou saw this and couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread in her heart.

She knew what the letter would say, and as a result, feared that Madam Wu would be overwhelmed to the point her body couldn’t bear it.

Back then, when the Old Marquis and Mu Yuance’s brothers died in battle, leaving a family of widows and orphans, Madam Wu gritted her teeth and held up. But Mu Liankang’s disappearance was undoubtedly a great blow to the old woman’s health.

More than eight years passed in a flash, and Madam Wu no longer hoped for any news of her eldest grandson, yet suddenly, there was news of Mu Liankang.

It was not hearsay but witnessed by Mu Lianxiao himself. The two brothers even sat down to drink together.

Mu Liankang was coming back; it was a certainty. No wonder Madam Wu was shedding tears of both joy and sorrow.

Mrs. Zhou feared that Madam Wu might be overwhelmed with joy, and quickly stepped forward to support her, "Madam Wu, what does the letter say? Please take it slowly, take it slowly."

Nanny Shan’s heart was also pounding heavily.

During these years, when had Madam Wu lost her composure like this? Not even with the scandal that Mu Yuanjing caused, was she like this.

Nanny Shan suppressed her uneasiness and said, "Madam Wu, what exactly does the letter say?"

Compared to the concerns of Mrs. Zhou and Nanny Shan, the tension from Mrs. Lian had another layer of meaning.

She felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, swallowing hard several times.

Madam Wu’s tears could only mean two things - sadness or joy.

Du Yunluo’s son was already more than half a year old, what good news could possibly come from that desolate place of Shanyu Pass?

To think it was bad news...

Mrs. Lian glanced sideways at Jiang Yunuan, who looked confused and at a loss. Softly, she said to Madam Wu, "Madam Wu, what did Lian Xiao mention in the letter that made you so sad?"

Madam Wu repeatedly waved her hands and shook her head. She opened her mouth, but her throat felt blocked, unable to utter a word.

Mrs. Zhou and Nanny Shan helped comfort Madam Wu by rubbing her chest and patting her back, only then did Madam Wu slowly calm down.

With tearful eyes, she looked at the letter again.

Her vision was blurred, yet she felt she could see clearly, every word on it was vividly distinct.

"Quick, quickly call Yuan Ming’s wife here," Madam Wu instructed in a trembling voice. "Hurry, hurry! Just tell her that Lian Kang has been found, Lian Kang is still alive!"

Torn between joy and sorrow, Madam Wu’s hoarse voice was heartrending.

Mrs. Zhou couldn’t hold back and tears started falling down her face.

Nanny Shan’s breath hitched, looking at Banqiao, who stood dumbfounded and motionless, she pinched her own thigh hard.

Seeing Madam Wu still urging, Nanny Shan hurriedly said, "What are you still standing there for? Go inform the Third Madam!"

Banqiao nodded blankly, turned, and started running outside. Not paying attention, she tripped over the threshold, nearly falling. She steadied herself, couldn’t bother dispatching the maids and women to find Mrs. Xu, and ran off herself.

Inside the room, Mrs. Lian and Jiang Yunuan had expressionless faces. For a moment, they thought they had misheard.

Mrs. Lian completely forgot her moment of secret delight earlier at the misfortune of the first family. Her mind went blank and she woodenly asked, "What did Madam Wu say? Did I hear the name Lian Kang?"

Mrs. Zhou turned her head, casting a discreet glance at Mrs. Lian.

Nanny Shan joyfully said, "Second Madam, yes, it is indeed news of the eldest young master. Madam said our eldest young master is coming back!"

Before the words were fully spoken, Mrs. Lian felt a loud crash, a shocking thunderclap exploding over her head. She was frozen stiff in her chair, eyes bulging, and her breathing became rapid.

She must have misheard it, she had to have misheard it!

More than eight years, it’s been more than eight years now!

In eight years, so many things could happen.

When she married into Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, gave birth to Mu Liancheng, Mu Lianhui, and Mu Lianyu, even then, it hadn’t taken eight years!

In Mrs. Lian’s eyes, eight years might as well be a lifetime, it’s a settled past!

But now, suddenly, the ancient history that should have been long dead has become a new chronology, right in front of her. She had no idea how she was supposed to live day by day, unable to turn even a single page of that calendar.

She heard her heart pounding in her throat, each beat heavier than the last, obstructing her breath, making even breathing labored.

Desperately, she wanted to ask Mu Yuanmou what went wrong, why such a thing happened, why did someone from the grave come back to life?

Yes, they crawled out of the coffin, like a fierce ghost coming to seek vengeance against the second family!

Mrs. Lian’s vision blurred, she seemed to see Mu Liankang standing right in front of her.

She thought she had forgotten Mu Liankang’s appearance, but at this moment, he appeared so vividly in her mind, just like when he had set out for the Northern Border years ago.

Mrs. Lian pressed her eyes shut tightly, clenching her teeth, with red half-moon marks appearing on her hands.

The pain finally brought her back to her senses, she suppressed the discomfort caused by the heaviness in her chest, her bloodshot eyes glued to the letter in Madam Wu’s hands, trying to see right through it, to read what it said.

But she didn’t have that capability. Mrs. Lian let out a low, forced laugh, though her laughter sounded worse than crying.

"Madam, is it really news about Lian Kang? That’s wonderful; this child has burdened the family with worry for so many years, finally he is coming back. From now on, the third sister-in-law will be blessed, having a son to depend on in her old age." Mrs. Lian’s voice trembled, seemingly excited, seemingly joyous, but she knew well, she wasn’t happy at all, she was terrified and panicked, to the point of almost wanting to faint over.

Unlike Mrs. Lian’s forced calmness, Jiang Yunuan was genuinely stunned.

From the moment Madam Wu uttered those words, she was completely stupefied.

She’s been married for almost three years, and in this family, hardly anyone brings up Mu Liankang.

Other than on the day of Du Yunluo’s recognition, when Mrs. Xu mentioned him, Jiang Yunuan hadn’t heard anyone else talk about it.

That name, like the person, vanished.

He clearly should be there, yet he was gone.

Until Madam Wu once again uttered the name "Lian Kang."

Those two words instantly blocked out all her hearing, Jiang Yunuan couldn’t hear Nanny Shan and Mrs. Lian speaking, she couldn’t hear anything at all.

Mu Liankang was still alive, he was coming back, but she...

With a loud wail, the baby in her arms, little Sister Niang, started to cry loudly.

Jiang Yunuan was startled back to reality; unconsciously, she had been clutching little Sister Niang too tightly.

As little Sister Niang cried, everyone turned their gaze towards her.

Especially under the gaze of Madam Wu and Mrs. Lian, Jiang Yunuan felt those eyes could pierce right through her, seeing into her very heart.

She quickly lowered her head, hugging little Sister Niang close, soothing her in a low voice.

She dared not meet anyone’s gaze, even if she couldn’t quite understand her own feelings, she was in chaos, unprecedented chaos.