Looking at Yu Rou’s pale face, Ye Chenghong, who was always open-minded, felt a pain as if his heart was being torn apart.
"Brother Ye... thank you for standing by me all these years. I, I don’t deserve you in this lifetime... If there is a next life, Xiao Yu will definitely, definitely become your wife..." Yu Rou suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood. She coughed weakly for a long time, struggling to say, "These years, although my mind was unclear... I remember, I remember everything... Yu Hai, he, he wronged you, wronged Medicine Sect... But Brother Ye, he is my own brother... I, I had no choice..."
Ye Chenghong cried while nodding hard: "I know! I know everything! Xiao Yu, Brother Ye knows that you’re a kind woman, Brother Ye knows it all! I understand your thoughts!"
"Brother... Brother Ye... I beg you, no matter if Xiao Hai lives or dies in the future, please... spare him one more time... just once... My life, consider it his recompense..."
Looking at the tear drops falling from the corner of Yu Rou’s eyes, Ye Chenghong felt an unbearable pain in his heart. He nodded fiercely, promising, "Xiao Yu, Brother Ye promises you, from today onwards, I will no longer search for Yu Hai’s whereabouts! Medicine Sect will retreat and live in seclusion for twenty years, never again meddling in worldly affairs! This is Brother Ye’s promise to you!"
"Good... thank you... Brother Ye..." Yu Rou sighed in relief, crying and smiling, "Xiao Hai has brought it upon himself... If he is lucky enough to survive this time, I hope he can come to his senses... If... after twenty years, he still... Brother Ye, you must, must kill him..."
Ye Chenghong cried so much that he could no longer speak, only nodding his head ceaselessly.
Yu Rou, whose face had always been pale, suddenly began to show a rosy flush, her whole person seemingly experiencing a last flicker of vitality.
"Brother Ye... The happiest times for Xiao Yu... were, were all because you were by my side... Thank you, for not letting me live a life in vain... This lifetime, I, I have gone through too much... I’m tired... I want to sleep... want to sleep..."
In Ye Chenghong’s arms, Xiao Yu’s hand suddenly slipped, her tragic eyes slowly closed, leaving behind the last tear of her life. Perhaps in this lifetime, indeed full of shame and indignity, Yu Rou had a smile on her lips before dying. That gentle smile, just like when she was with Ye Chenghong back then, warm and serene.
Holding Yu Rou’s body, Ye Chenghong blew in the cold wind at the edge of the cliff for an entire night. In this life, he saved countless lives, but he was unable to save his most beloved woman!
Yu Rou’s death left Ye Chenghong in a state of decay for a long time. During this period, he took no part in any affairs of the Medicine Sect, did not inquire about matters related to Yu Hai, nor did he care about the implications of the turmoil. He just shut himself in the room where Yu Rou had lived and sat there for a whole day.
He and Yu Rou knew each other for almost twenty years. Although she was insane during those years, in Ye Chenghong’s heart, she had always been that gentle and delicate girl. But, as if jealous of her beauty, fate dealt Yu Rou a tragic hand. Perhaps, death was indeed a liberation for her.
During this period, the four Elders of Medicine Sect and Nie Shan took it upon themselves to send people to search under the cliffs of Phoenix Mountain for Yu Hai’s body. However, despite deploying a large search party and conducting a thorough sweep, they found nothing at all.
At the same time, Old Master Gu had dispatched Gu Family’s most elite team to help Medicine Sect in the search, but everyone only found bloodstains and a few fragments of clothes at the bottom of the cliff. There was no sign of Yu Hai’s body to be found.