My Wife Is A Sword God
Chapter 827 Table of contents

At every critical point in life, there are always countless forks in the road.

They correspond to different futures ahead of them, and whether the ending is a tragedy or a comedy, no one will know until they reach the end.

Everyone is responsible for their own choices, because there is no medicine for regret in this world.
“Master, Master, Madam is in labor!” A maid anxiously ran in, her expression full of panic.

The middle-aged man dressed in expensive clothes was in great grief, chanting under his breath, “How could this happen? How could it be so. Maternity nurse, what did she say?”

A hint of hesitation crossed the maid’s eyes, and she finally spoke, “Sixth Woman said that in this situation, either the child can be taken out by caesarean section, or the child’s death can be disregarded.”

In other words, you can only choose to preserve the big or the small.

The eyes of the middle-aged red, tears can not stop flowing down, he paced continuously outside the house, the maid’s urging sound in his ears, like a spell of death.

Finally, he made some sort of determination, tilted his head and said sadly, “Child, don’t.”

These words seemed to have drained his entire body of strength, and his entire body went limp, covering his face as he sobbed uncontrollably.

Qin Feng’s first life, before he could see this heaven and earth, he died in suffocating despair.

“Asshole, asshole ah! Their old man is dying, but he’s still thinking of splitting the family fortune, not a single person is coming to take care of it!” The old housekeeper stomped the ground with his feet to vent his anger, but then he seemed to think of something and looked at the dying man on the bed.

Qin Feng’s head was full of white hair, his face was full of vicissitudes, he tilted his head back and looked at the roof, memorializing his life.

With the mother childhood sweethearts, and then smoothly married.

The family is well off, and beautiful, it should be a happy life, when did it start to change?
Perhaps it was after his mother’s death that he married a few more.

Or perhaps he was so busy with business that he never took much care of his children?
So now, with only one breath left, none of the children are willing to come and see him again, only thinking of sharing the family’s land and money.

“Ah Fu, this life of mine, isn’t it a failure?” Qin Feng said breathlessly.

The old housekeeper rushed forward to hold his hand and said, “Master, I’ve already sent someone to summon the young masters here, you… You don’t say these words.”

Qin Feng shook his head, then violently coughed a few times and permanently closed his eyes.

“Master!”

“Cough.” Qin Feng’s pale face, sitting in front of his desk, holding the scroll in his hands, that sickly look, as if just a gust of wind would be able to blow him down.

A beautiful woman in a white dress walked into the room with a bowl of steaming hot tonics, a look of heartache on her face, “Qin Lang, if your body really can’t take it, you might as well rest early.”

Qin Feng shook his head, studying hard for ten years just for one day to win the gold medal.

Jian Li had waited for him for too long, he wanted to marry her in splendor and then live his life happily ever after.

“We will be together.” Qin Feng’s expression was incomparably firm.

Liu Jianli’s eyes reddened as she clasped his hands and said, “Qin Lang, we will be together, whether in life or death.”

Nay, heaven did not fulfill his wishes, Qin Feng died of illness at the time of his Golden Ranking.

The noisy drums and gongs welcoming the scholar parade could not suppress the sadness that filled the house.

A roll of white cloth directly covered a person’s life.

Beside that table, Liu Jianli was dressed in white, her eyes were lifeless, and there were still tear stains hanging beside her cheeks; her tears had long since dried up.

The surrounding people whispered, their expressions were all sympathetic and regretful.

“Originally two young and innocent people, but they ended up in this situation.”

“Home parents snobbish, look down on the bitter cold family Qin Feng, the latter hard to read the holy books, it is not easy to gold list, but was taken away by the disease.”

“What rich people end up in love, in the end it’s all fake.”

“I hope that the Liu family’s daughter will be able to walk out of her grief earlier.”

A day later, Liu Jianli wore a red wedding dress and hung on the willow tree where she had made a lifelong love affair with Qin Feng when she was young.

“Jianli, I swear under the willow tree that I will definitely marry you in the future.”

“Well, I’ll wait for you forever.”

Outside the lunch gate, there was already a sea of people.

Strong executioners sharpened their knives, and a man knelt on the ground with a wooden plaque stuck behind him and his hands bound behind him. “Bold unruly people, how dare you attack the Tang Mansion at night and kill the Tang family’s son, today you will be beheaded at the noon gate!” The Grand Master of the Qin Dynasty sat high in the hall, furious.

The people on the sidelines, however, no one applauded him, instead looking sympathetically at the prisoner.

“The Qin family’s boy and the Liu family’s daughter had long been betrothed, and originally the wedding day was approaching, but unexpectedly the latter was taken in by that Tang family scumbag.”

“The latter directly captured the Liu family’s daughter and wanted to use force, as a result, the daughter refused to submit to death and finally chose to understand herself.”

“The heavens have no eyes ah, good people do not live long, the scourge of a thousand years, that Tang family scum, should have been killed!”

“The Qin family’s son is clearly doing the people a favor!”

“Bold!” The Grand Master of the Qin family shouted angrily, the people were silenced, only that the eyes were like knives, looking at his heart jumping, thinking about why the noon hour did not come sooner.

The executioner opened his mouth, “Brother Qin, I respect you as a good man, don’t worry, my knife is always fast, you won’t feel any pain.

Before you die, is there anything else you want to say?”

Qin Feng sniffed and raised his head, looking around blankly, he seemed to see a familiar white-clad figure with a sweet smile, gently waving her hand towards him.

The sun was hanging high in the sky when the Grand Master threw out the wooden stick in his hand.

“In my next life, I’ll marry you.”

“Chop!”

Fresh blood burbled out, and the light words dispersed with the wind.

Qin Feng’s soul swept out of his physical body, looking at the headless corpse on the ground with a complex expression.

The pain at that neck was so real, as if the big knife was still against his skull, cutting it one by one.

After stepping into the Yellow Springs, he began to savor a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation.

In this reincarnation, he was both the master and the observer of each story.

The pain of birth, old age, sickness, and death was clear as if it had been engraved in the depths of his soul, making him unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

A white shadow floated out, unable to see his appearance, only saying faintly towards him, “Do you hate it?”

“What?”

“Because of one of father’s choices, you were stillborn and died in the womb.

Obviously giving their children a life of abundance, they still didn’t know enough and wouldn’t come back to see more of you before you passed away.

The golden list, should have been with the beloved woman long time, but because of the lack of health, and died young, causing that woman also with you to go.

Have a healthy body, but there is no strength to protect the beloved, can only watch her for their own chastity, to die.

Shouldn’t you hate that?”

“Should I hate?” Qin Feng asked himself blankly.

He didn’t get an answer, but he heard the white shadow speak again, “Life is all bitter, this is fate, everything was already predestined.”

“Destiny?”

“Yes, it is fate.

Some people are born rich, some are born poor.

Some seek but do not find, and some find but do not get.

Some are born with everything they need, and some spend their lives with nothing.

It’s all fate, and you shouldn’t hate it, you should resign yourself to it.”

“I should . Resign myself to fate?” Qin Feng’s expression struggled, the voice in his ears was still compelling and invading his mind.

Swish!
The world’s heaven and earth reversed, and another reincarnation came .

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