355 The Crying Phoenix Iii (2/2)

Tang Luo rushed there immediately. He felt that his heart was being p.r.i.c.ked by a needle when he saw how weak Rong Yan seemed. It was painful.

”Yan'er…” Tang Luo walked to the bed. ”Are you sick?”

Initially, Rong Yan was injured. Tang Luo had forced her to stay and gave her some medicine when her injuries were not healed. That was how Rong Yan had lost her memories.

Therefore, Rong Yan's body became very weak because there were old and new injuries in her body.

For warriors, getting sick was rare. They would not get sick easily even if they used their spiritual qi to get warm. But Rong Yan became like a normal person after that incident. She would get sick easily when she was cold.

But, she liked quietness. She did not allow anybody to wait on her.

Twenty years ago, Tang Luo ordered a maid to go and look after her. But, Rong Yan made her leave. Hence, he never sent anybody to look after her anymore.

”I'm...fine.” Rong Yan's throat was dry. ”You don't have to worry about me.”

Tang Luo sighed softly. ”The Tang family faced some issues these past two days. So, I did not come and visit you and don't know that you're sick.”

Rong Yan did not say anything. She lowered her head.

She was quiet and normal when she did not think of her own son and daughter. But, she would go maniac when she thought about them.

”The Tang family obtained only a Five Spirit Gra.s.s and yet it caused so much trouble. Tang Yi and Tang Er forced me to give the Five Spirit Gra.s.s to Feng Ruqing. If not, Tang Yin will leave the Tang family. However, Yu'er wanted to give the Five Spirit Gra.s.s to Feng Yun Manor because she wanted to please Feng Yun Manor. What should I do?”

Tang Luo laughed bitterly when he finished talking. ”You don't know anything about this. I shouldn't have told you this when you're sick.”

'Feng...Ru...Qing…?'

Rong Yan's hand clenched her chest tightly. Her face was pale. There was great grief in her eyes.

'It sounds so familiar.

'That name is familiar…

'Why? Why is it so familiar to me? It hurts.'