Chapter 1413 (1/2)

The next thing she saw was Yan Youcheng’s extremely familiar face.

There was no blood stain, nor was there any frightening green ash. There was only a faint white without any color. Other than that, it was the same as usual.

The once young and handsome face was now covered in wrinkles and looked as old as a piece of tree bark.

He was also wearing a brand new shroud and was lying down gracefully.

He looked as if he had fallen asleep… …

In a trance, long Qingxin really wanted to push the person in the coffin and call him an old bastard. He actually dared to pretend to be dead and lie to her!

But after that thought flashed through her mind, the only thing left in the bottom of her heart was an endless emptiness and a suffocating loneliness and sadness.

Yan Youcheng was really dead.

He would never open his eyes to look at her again, nor would he ask if she was doing well… …

When the tears that she could not hold back flowed down her cheeks again and again, Long Qingxin knew that all the years of stubbornness she had been putting up was just to put up a brave front.

She was still in love with him.

The Love was deep, and the responsibility was heavy.

Otherwise, how could the anger in her heart not disappear after dozens of years?

“Forget it, forget it. In the end, you are still ahead of me… ” with a soft sob, long Qingxin suddenly felt her legs go weak. She could only use her hands to support the coffin. With tears in her eyes, she withdrew her gaze and didn’t dare to look at Yan Youcheng anymore.

She hated him for half of her life and blamed him for half of her life, but what happened in the end?

She didn’t get anything in return for half of her lonely life and this lifeless corpse.

Long Qingxin turned around. Her legs were no longer strong, and she fell onto a chair at the side, feeling lost.

“Old Madam… ” The servant next to her called out in a worried voice, but long Qingxin waved her hand and sat still, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

After Long Qingxin walked to the side, Yan Qing, who had been kneeling in front of the spirit, stood up and walked slowly to the coffin to cover Yan Youcheng’s coffin.