After being a widow for half my life, I found out that my husband was not dead.

Liu Yunxiang was worried about Yan Mu and ran to Jingchuan Garden early the next morning.

The beggar was afraid that her relationship with Yan Mu would be exposed and cause trouble for him, so Liu Yunxiang pretended to be a clerk from Nanhonglou and came specifically to deliver clothes to Yan Mu.

The corner of the beggar's mouth twitched, "We in Jingchuan Garden have trouble eating, so how can we have spare money to buy such expensive clothes?"

Liu Yunxiang gave the food box in his hand to the beggar, "No, here it is for you."

The beggar's eyes lit up, "Is there any meat? We haven't eaten meat for a long time!"

The beggar opened the lid and saw a plate of steamed buns inside. His smile couldn't help but fall. But when he picked up the steamed buns, he saw a stack of banknotes underneath.

"you you……"

"I'll give you 1 taels first. When you've spent it, tell me and I'll give it to you."

The beggar excitedly closed the lid of the food box and held it in his arms, fearing that others would snatch it away. "I think back then, when Yan Mu was so rich, he was not as arrogant as you."

"That's for you."

He has always been willing to treat her, and he directly gave her his waist card and took money from the bank at will.

Liu Yunxiang followed the beggar as he walked to the backyard. Jingchuan Garden was quite large. It was recommended to walk from the front yard to the backyard. All he saw along the way were collapsed pavilions and overgrown weeds. He didn't know how long it had been abandoned. Especially in the west courtyard, the hanging flower door is locked and the walls are rotten.

Among the ruins, he walked to the backyard on a path that was barely passable. Liu Yunxiang passed the courtyard gate and saw Hua Zhu hand Yan Mu a bowl of something. He took it and drank it.

Liu Yunxiang hurriedly stepped forward and frowned when he saw the black residue in the bowl, "What did you give him to drink?"

Hua Zhu said calmly: "Medicine."

Liu Yunxiang understood immediately that this was a medicine to relieve the poison on Yanmu and Chongming. However, it was uncertain how effective the medicine was, whether it could detoxify, or even make the poison worse, so people needed to test the medicine.

Liu Yunxiang was anxious and hurriedly pulled Yan Mu and asked him to spit it out quickly.

He just remembered her, what if he went crazy again, what if he couldn't remember her again!

"Yan Mu, spit it out! Don't drink it anymore! Did you hear that? Spit it out!"

Liu Yunxiang was so anxious that he wanted to pick it, but Yan Mu's face turned paler because of her, so he took two steps back and leaned against the door panel. Seeing his weak and decadent look, and his dull expression, as if he didn't recognize her anymore, Liu Yunxiang couldn't help but shed tears.

She turned around and yelled at Hua Zhu: "Don't force him to drink this medicine again!"

Hua Zhu shrugged, turned and left.

The beggar sighed, stepped forward and said, "Hua Zhu didn't force him, he wanted to drink it himself."

"But if you drink that medicine, you may become even more crazy. Why did he drink it? Even if he is sometimes confused and sometimes sober like he is now, it is better than going completely crazy or even losing his life, right?" Liu Yunxiang was puzzled.

"Do you think it's good for him now?"

"Yes, I think it's pretty good!"

The beggar took a deep breath and pulled Yan Mu's clothes apart to show Liu Yunxiang, "In this case, do you still think he is okay?"

Liu Yunxiang saw that Yan Mu had many wounds on his body, one after another, and the wounds were very deep. Some old ones had scabbed off, leaving only a twisted red scar, and there were new ones whose scabs had not yet fallen off. There was actually a stab in the heart. From the scar, it can be seen that the incision was very deep. It was a miracle that he could save his life.

The beggar grabbed Yan Mu's arm again and rolled up his sleeves. Liu Yunxiang gasped when he saw it.

There were three deep wounds on his arms. They had been covered with medicine, but they were still bleeding.

"Who hurt him?" Liu Yunxiang asked through gritted teeth.

The beggar frowned, "himself."

Liu Yunxiang looked at the beggar in disbelief, "You said he...he hurt himself?"

"Yes, when he wakes up a little, he will tend to self-mutilate. I don't know if that is called sobriety, but only when he is confused and cannot feel the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy can he live well."

"Although this medicine is an antidote developed by Chongming, the formula is wrong. Drinking it will only make people more confused, but there is no way. He himself has no way to control himself. He can only drink this medicine to prevent himself from killing himself. Kill yourself."

Liu Yunxiang looked at Yan Mu and stared into his eyes. They were empty again, "Yan Mu..."

Now, do you still know me?

No, she was suddenly afraid that he would still remember her!

Liu Yunxiang hugged Yan Mu and buried his head in his arms.

"It doesn't matter. If you want to forget about me, just forget about me. As long as you are well. Let's take our time. I will definitely be able to save you. I will definitely do it!"

Liu Yunxiang wiped away his tears and calmed down. Seeing that there were holes in Yan Mu's clothes, he said, "I brought you two pairs of clothes. Let's go in and change them."

At this time, Yan Mu seemed to have three souls and six souls that could not be gathered together. His whole person was very slow, dull, and had no emotions, and he could be squeezed into shapes by others. Liu Yunxiang took him to the back room and helped him take off his old clothes first.

When he took it off, he saw a deep stab wound at the base of his thigh, and he frowned.

The clothes are deliberately slimmed down, but they still fit.

Liu Yunxiang looked around and leaned into his arms again. Seeing that his expression was still dull, she stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips. There was still no reaction, so she bit his lower lip.

He just came back to his senses and looked at her with a puzzled and innocent look on his face.

Seeing him like this, Liu Yunxiang had no ability to protect himself at all. He suddenly thought of Haitang, had she not taken advantage of him?

"I don't care if you still remember me or not, but I tell you now, my name is Liu Yunxiang. Carve this name in your mind and heart, and remember that I am your wife and you are my husband."

"You are mine, don't abandon me, and I will not abandon you."

He looked at her again, watching quietly.

Liu Yunxiang pulled him out of the house, took a bun from the beggar and gave it to Yan Mu.

"Eat, I'll make it for you."

Yan Mu took out his hand, sat down in front of the door, and started eating blankly.

Liu Yunxiang turned around and asked the beggar, "What's the matter with the injury on Yan Mu's thigh?"

In a place like that, if you go one step further, the consequences will be disastrous. Liu Yunxiang felt a chill running down his spine just thinking about it.

The beggar stuffed a mouthful of steamed buns and said, "Not long after I came to Jin'an, Han Zhao led his men to beat Yan Mu. He Zichong, who was fighting against the power of others, deliberately took a knife to chop at that place in order to please Han Zhao. I blocked it at that time, otherwise it would really be like that." ...Tsk, tsk, you have to thank me!"

Liu Yunxiang frowned, "Then he really didn't die unjustly!"

"Death? Who died?"

"He Zichong was killed by Han Zhao outside Tianxiang Tower last night."

"what?"

The beggar almost choked, "Dog bites dog!"

Liu Yunxiang thought to herself that if she had the chance, she would really thank the man in black for not only saving her and Zijin, but also helping Yan Mu take a breath of bad breath.

At this time, Hibiscus's voice came from outside.

"Master Chongming, please don't, please put down the sword quickly!"

Liu Yunxiang and the beggar looked at each other and ran out in a hurry.

But he saw that Chongming was only wearing a pair of trousers and holding a knife in his hand, with the tip of the knife facing below him.

Looking at Hibiscus again, her face turned pale with fright, while Huazhu's arm was injured and she was sweating profusely.

At this time, Chongming shouted: "If you want to practice this unparalleled magical skill, you need to get it from the palace. I have made up my mind, don't stop me!"

Liu Yunxiang blinked, "What...what do you mean, where is he going to cut himself off?"

He is really crazy every time. He is so crazy that he is ingenious and makes people crazy!

The corner of the beggar's mouth twitched, "Why do these words sound familiar?"

After thinking about it for a moment, he slapped his thigh and said, "Oh, this is not what I said in the martial arts storybook I gave him a few days ago. There was a person in it who committed suicide in order to practice magical skills."

Liu Yunxiang couldn't help but kicked the beggar, "Why are you showing him this!"

"I didn't even know he got into the role."

Chongming looked like he was generously serving justice, and he raised his knife and stabbed himself!