My First Husband After Transmigration

Chapter 36

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "With such a beautiful moon, I can't sleep even if I try. Why don't I come out for a walk?"

The old man shook his head and sighed helplessly.

“I’m not a child anymore, Uncle Ren, don’t worry,” the middle-aged man said with a smile. “You should go and rest first, I’ll take a look around some more.”

"Just like your second brother, these young people think I'm long-winded!"

The old man laughed as he spoke, then turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly flashed, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Who?"

instantly.

A cold laugh rang out.

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The once empty and desolate rooftop, now covered in a blanket of white frost, suddenly became adorned with a striking red shadow.

It turned out to be a woman. (4b)

Crimson.

Like clouds burning brightly.

She simply stood there casually, yet she appeared incredibly radiant, vibrant, dazzling, and dignified, like a graceful dancer descending from the waves, standing at the highest point of the stage, welcoming the enthusiastic cheers and applause from the audience with the most beautiful posture.

In an instant, all the scenery seemed to have been created just for her.

How beautiful! Even Yang Nianqing, a woman herself, couldn't help but feel a sense of longing. Who exactly was this beautiful woman? She looked to be under thirty, didn't she?

Dressed in red, exuding intoxicating passion, she was as beautiful as a vibrant flame.

Her voice was beautiful, yet chillingly cold: "You can still sleep?"

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The middle-aged man was stunned for a long time before exclaiming, "Yun'er!"

She sneered, "I thought you had long forgotten that name."

The middle-aged man stared at her silently, seemingly stunned.

The old man beside him snapped out of his daze, his face lighting up with joy: "Xiao Bi, is it really you?"

“It’s me,” she said, standing high on the rooftop, her red dress billowing in the mountain wind, as if she were about to ride the wind away. “If you want to avoid me, why don’t you go further away?”

The old man looked at the middle-aged man beside him, and felt saddened.

The middle-aged man looked at her, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he hesitated and stopped.

"Twelve years have passed... It's Mid-Autumn Festival again, but there's no moon..."

She gazed at the bright moon in the sky, murmuring to herself, seemingly lost in thought. Suddenly, a deep resentment appeared on her beautiful face.

She said, word by word, "Twelve years, Bai Wuyi, and you still manage to sleep?"

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Bai Wuyi?

Yang Nianqing vaguely felt that the name was very familiar. After thinking for a moment, she was suddenly startled: Wasn't this the name of Bai Sanxia from back then? But the "Bai Twin Heroes" had been dead for twenty or thirty years. Old Man Ren had taken them to see their graves today. How could he be alive again!

She was drenched in cold sweat, but the next moment, her mind began to blur again, as if something was forcing her to accept the fact: they were still alive...

Since he is Bai Wuyi, and he calls this woman Yun'er, then this woman must be—

Yun Biyue!

That's Yun Biyue. No wonder she's so beautiful; she truly is a famous beauty!

Yang Nianqing was extremely surprised. She vaguely remembered that Yun Biyue had been jilted by Bai Erxia, so why was she looking for Bai Sanxia now?

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Bai Wuyi stared at her for a long time, then sighed and turned away.

"You dare not see me?" Yun Biyue looked at him coldly. "What are you afraid of? You've lived in Zhenmo Pavilion for over twenty years, and now you're afraid to even mention it?"

Bai Wuyi remained silent. (e8)

The old man seemed reluctant and looked at her pleadingly: "Good child, so many years have passed. He really had his reasons back then. Please, for Uncle Ren's sake, don't say anything more, okay?"

moment.

Yun Biyue shook her head, then suddenly laughed even louder: "Why shouldn't I say! He has his reasons? He's been doing just fine for the past ten years, why don't you ask him what he's afraid of now?"

The old man was stunned.

Bai Wuyi turned around and looked at her quietly: "Yun'er, I wronged you back then. If you want to kill me now, I will have no complaints. I only ask that you not ask any more questions, okay?"

Yun Biyue sneered: "Kill you? Give me back my life... So you had already planned this out. It's quite a good deal. Just die and you won't have to worry about anything anymore."

Bai Wuyi said sadly, "I..."

"You?" she suddenly interrupted him, "Tell me, what would I do with two lives!"

Bai Wuyi was stunned. (The 36th)

The old man looked at her in surprise: "Two lives?"

"Twelve years ago, on Mid-Autumn Festival, at Zhenmo Pavilion," Yun Biyue's expression seemed even more hateful, "the fifth day after Brother Bai Er broke off our engagement, you don't even remember?"

Bai Wuyi murmured, "Mid-Autumn Festival?"

She said sadly, "Mid-Autumn Festival, no moon, you've really forgotten everything..."

Bai Wuyi suddenly interrupted her: "You... Zhenmo Pavilion?"

She fell silent. (18)

Unexpectedly, Bai Wuyi suddenly swayed, staring straight at her, his pale face glistening with an ashen hue in the moonlight: "You...you that day..."

She sneered, "So you finally remembered?"

Bai Wuyi grabbed the stone table for support, closed his eyes tightly, and looked pained, as if he could no longer stand.

"Twelve years... Mid-Autumn Festival... Pillow Ink Pavilion..." The old man pondered for a long time, then suddenly his expression changed, and he said in a trembling voice, "Could it be... Little Bi, that day..."

Yun Biyue remained silent for a long time before finally lowering her head and saying, "Uncle Ren, you don't know it's me."

"What have I done!" The old man trembled all over, collapsed to the ground, and shook his head in anguish, saying, "So that's how it is! Xiao Bi, that day, that day actually..."

Before he could finish speaking, a loud "boom" was heard! In the courtyard, a stone table more than a meter high suddenly collapsed, and stone chips flew everywhere, and dust billowed.

"Uncle Ren!"

The old man immediately stopped talking, looked at him sadly, and remained silent.

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Yun Biyue sneered: "Why didn't you ask Uncle Ren to say it? He still remembers, but you've already forgotten. How laughable..."

Bai Wuyi gritted his teeth, slowly straightened up, and a faint light flickered in his eyes: "Yun'er, I was wrong back then. Now, how can I appease the hatred in your heart?"

Even if you die, my hatred will never be extinguished!

"Yun'er, I..."

"You deserve to die, you and she both deserve to die! Yes, you both have to die!" Yun Biyue seemed to have lost her mind. "I will grant your wish. I will take your life first, and then I will let you recognize each other on the road to the Yellow Springs."

No sooner had she finished speaking than she flashed in front of him and struck him with her palm.

"No!" Bai Wuyi seemed shocked, dodging her palm strike. "Yun'er, even if you kill me, I will have no complaints. I only beg you to spare me..."

"I've kept her alive for over ten years, just waiting for you to die so I can be buried with you!"

"Yun'er! Listen to me!" Bai Wuyi hurriedly reached out to block the pair of jade-like hands, looking at her and saying word by word, "If you really kill her, even in the afterlife, my second brother and I will never forgive you."

After a long silence.

"In twelve years, you haven't done anything for her, so why bother remembering her?"

"Yun'er, please, I'm begging you."

"You'll talk after you're dead!"

Seeing that she was about to make another move, the old man beside her was shocked and hurriedly pulled Bai Wuyi away, protecting her in front of him: "Xiao Bi!"

As expected, Yun Biyue seemed unwilling to hurt him, and immediately withdrew her palm, flipping back to her original spot: "Uncle Ren, are you still going to protect him now?"

The old man seemed about to say something, but when he looked at the miserable Bai Wuyi beside him, he stopped.

moment.

He sighed: "I watched those brothers grow up. I'll give my old life to atone for them in your place. You... please let him go, okay?"

Before Yun Biyue could speak, Bai Wuyi suddenly pushed the old man away: "I'm the one who wronged her. Uncle Ren, you don't need to protect me. Go see my second brother. The important matters of the Bai family must be taken seriously. How can he ignore them!"

The old man froze, seemingly hesitant.

In that instant, Yun Biyue had already launched another attack.

Bai Wuyi just stared at her quietly, his eyes not blinking, his gaze filled with sorrow, pity and guilt. It seemed he was determined to die by her hand.

Yang Nianqing, standing nearby, was startled: "Stop! Don't!"

Unfortunately, her scream was like air, and the others didn't notice it at all. In the blink of an eye, those jade-like hands were already in front of Bai Wuyi, and she couldn't help but close her eyes in fright.

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This was not the result we expected.

Yang Nianqing opened her eyes in fear, never expecting that at this critical moment, Yun Biyue would unexpectedly withdraw her palm.

“Want to die? Not so easy! Don’t forget you still owe me an explanation,” she said, biting her lip and looking at him with a face full of resentment. “Now that you’re not even afraid of death, it’s time to tell me.”

Bai Wuyi avoided her gaze: "Yun'er..."

"Why is that?"

"I……"

"Tell me!" she suddenly grabbed his arms. "Even if you die, you have to explain yourself first!"

He remained silent.

She continued to shake him relentlessly, her beautiful eyes filled with tears and grievance: "Tell me, why, why did you do that..."