บท 422: Chapter 422: The Flowers on Her Grave

The cowardice of that year left him living in regret for the next fifty years.

Every time he thought about it, he would toss and turn restlessly in his sleep.

Liuli, Liuli.

Yang Wenxiao closed his eyes, clasping the weeds in his hands tightly.

After a long moment, he opened his eyes again, murmuring, "Did your heir take away the treasure?"

"It must be, only you possess such capability."

"Don't worry, before I die, I will wipe out all the aristocratic families. I will carry out the plan that you proposed."

"If by that time, this old bone of mine can still travel and withstand the hardship of a long journey, I will take you away, as a reward for the completion of my plan."

"Your soul has already followed Gu Yu, leave your ashes to me."

Upon saying this, Yang Wenxiao laughed bitterly at himself.

He knew that his actions were unjust, but what had his righteousness gained him back then?

It led to Gu Yu dying in battle and her living in seclusion in these deep mountains.