Ning Dao Covered with Snow

Chapter 158 Reunion

When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Yan Ciwan was lying on the bed, still wondering who had attacked Feng Wulang. Could it be Ling Niang?
Ling Niang first attacked Feng Wulang, and then returned to Ruixue Tower to set fire. Although the time was very tight, it was not completely impossible.

But Lingniang is just an ordinary woman with no martial arts skills. How can she defeat Feng Wulang, who is so skilled in martial arts?
Maybe Lingniang has a helper who is hiding in the dark and is very skilled.

Yan Ciwan tried hard to recall every face he had seen in the villa, and analyzed which one of them would be Lingniang's helper?

As she thought about it, she felt sleepy and her eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Before she knew it she fell asleep.

……

Yan Ciwan opened his eyes and found that he had turned into a soul again.

It was noon at this time. She looked around and the houses around her looked very familiar. It looked like Luzhou City, but the city was far less prosperous than she had seen before, and almost all the street shops were closed.

There were no people on the road, only a lot of people gathered in front of the clinic not far away.

"Doctor, doctor, please save us!"

The door of the clinic was closed, and the doctor's voice came from behind the door: "You all should leave. I have no medicine here. I can't even save my own family. It's useless for you to come to me."

Yan Ciwan followed the sound and looked.

She saw the people gathered at the door of the clinic gradually disperse, and finally only a little girl was left in front of the door.

Yan Ci Wan recognized her at first sight. This little girl was Ling Niang!
But now Lingniang looks only five or six years old. She is wearing wrinkled coarse cloth clothes and her hair is messy because she has not been combed for a long time.

She knelt on the ground, crying and begging: "My father is very ill, doctor, please, please go see him."

However, the door of the clinic remained closed and the doctor did not give any response.

Yan Ciwan guessed that he should have returned to Luzhou City twenty-five years ago. At that time, epidemics were rampant and many people in the city contracted the disease and died.

The sun was setting, but Lingniang still knelt stubbornly in front of the clinic and refused to leave.

Until a teenager in his teens came running over. He had obviously just cried, and his eyes were red. "A Ling, go back quickly, Aye can't do it anymore!"

Lingniang was startled and hurriedly got up from the ground, but her legs were numb from kneeling for too long and she couldn't stand still, and she fell forward to the ground.

The young man quickly reached out and pulled her up.

The brother and sister hurried home.

Yan Ciwan wanted to follow, but just as he took a step, the scene in front of him changed drastically.

The streets and the clinic all disappeared, and she came to a small courtyard.

Through the open window she saw the scene inside the bedroom.

There was a middle-aged man lying on the bed. He was emaciated and seriously ill.

After a heart-wrenching cough, he coughed up blood, but he no longer had the strength to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth. He opened his mouth with difficulty and made a hoarse sound.

"Fusu, you are the eldest son in the family, so this family...is now in your hands."

The boy, who was only about ten years old, was kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

There was also a middle-aged woman, two daughters and a son surrounding the bed. The youngest daughter was Lingniang.

They all wore face scarves and had red eyes.

The middle-aged man took a last lingering look at his wife and children, then closed his eyes and died completely.

"Aye! Aye!" Lingniang wanted to rush over and hug her father, but her mother held him tightly from behind.

"This disease is contagious, Aling, you can't touch him." The mother advised while crying.

Lingniang stretched out her hand as hard as she could, but still couldn't touch her father's face. Yan Ciwan knew that she was just a spectator now, no one could see her, and she couldn't touch others. She could only be a bystander who stayed out of the matter and could do nothing.

But she still felt sad.

The most painful thing in this world is the separation from one’s loved ones.

The scene before my eyes changed again.

Lingniang's second brother and third sister contracted the disease one after another, and died one after another because there was no cure. In just a few days, this originally happy family of six was reduced to only three people.

However, misfortune did not let them go, and soon Lingniang's mother, Ding, also contracted the disease.

Lingniang couldn't just leave her mother alone, and even though her eldest brother repeatedly tried to stop her, she still insisted on staying by the bedside and taking care of the sick Ding at close range.

Ye Fusu came back from outside and said that the city gate had been blocked and no one in the city could go out.

The imperial court wanted them to wait for death in the city.

Yan Ciwan saw despair in Lingniang's eyes.

The five-year-old girl had cried until her tears ran dry. At this moment, she said nothing, but just picked up the bowl and carefully fed Ding water.

Mrs. Ding was always coughing, feeling dizzy and having a fever all over her body. She coughed so hard that she couldn't speak and she coughed up blood, but they had no medicine, so they could only let Mrs. Ding drink more water, which could make her throat feel a little better.

The scene before his eyes kept changing, and Ding's condition became more and more serious.

Ye Fusu and Ling Niang were both completely in despair, but at this moment news suddenly came that the city gate had been opened!
The palace soldiers knocked on doors every household to inform them that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had sent many doctors to Luzhou and brought a lot of medicinal materials. Anyone who had a patient at home should come to the government office to register their name, and someone would come and send the patient to the clinic for centralized treatment.

Ye Fusu and Ling Niang cried with joy, their mother was saved!
Yan Ciwan also breathed a sigh of relief.

The scene in front of him changed again. The courtyard door was pushed open, and two soldiers came in carrying a stretcher. Behind them followed a young woman dressed in a female official's clothes.

Although the woman's face was covered with a white veil and only her eyes could be seen, Yan Ciwan recognized her immediately.

That was Ning Qingyang when he was young!
Yan Ciwan couldn't help but call out, "Mother!"

Ning Qingyang introduced herself to the Ye brothers and sisters.

"My surname is Ning. I am a female pharmacist in the palace. This time, I am under the order of the Crown Prince to assist the imperial doctors in treating the people of Luzhou City."

It has been three years since her mother passed away. She thought she would never see her mother again in this life, but she didn't expect to meet her mother again in this way.

There was soreness in her eyes and she wanted to cry, but because she was now a soul, she could not shed tears.

She walked forward slowly, stretched out her hands, and carefully touched Ning Qingyang's face.

Yet she couldn't touch her.

Yan Ciwan choked up and said, "Mother, I miss you so much."

Ning Qingyang passed through Yan Ciwan's body and walked into the house.

Yan Ciwan turned around and saw the scene in the bedroom through the window. Lingniang and Ye Fusu carefully helped Ding lie down on the stretcher, and two palace soldiers lifted the stretcher and walked out.

Lingniang and Ye Fusu wanted to follow, but were stopped by Ning Qingyang.

"Come, let me take your pulse and see if you are also infected with the disease?"

Lingniang and Ye Fusu were both very sensible. They stretched out their hands and let Ning Qingyang take their pulse.

Yan Ciwan stood outside the window, looking at Ning Qingyang's profile greedily.

She knew it was a dream, but she hoped she would never wake up from it.

She hoped time would stop and her mother would never leave.

　Happy New Year, everyone!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)