The Rise of a General's Daughter-in-Law Doctor

Chapter 219 Am I not worthy of happiness?

Dongfang Jinxuan came up to Li Muxia, placed his hand on Li Muxia's shoulder, and offered silent comfort.

Li Muxia suddenly spoke up, "If I hadn't gone to pick the dendrobium back then, would he not have died?"

As a doctor, Li Muxia had witnessed countless deaths in her previous life and thought she had long since become indifferent to them. However, when the people she cared about truly left, she realized what it meant to be heartbroken.

Dongfang Jinxuan was unaware that Li Muxia would blame herself for Long Ziheng's death and was afraid that she would get stuck on it, so she quickly said, "This is not your fault. Even if we hadn't left back then, the end result would have been that all three of us would have died. There were too many of them. Even if the three of us were together, it wouldn't have made a difference."

Li Muxia wouldn't listen to any of this. She believed that as long as she was by Long Ziheng's side and used the poison, Long Ziheng wouldn't die.

Li Muxia combed Long Ziheng's hair and straightened his clothes over and over again, which made Dongfang Jinxuan, who was watching from the side, feel a chill.

Li Muxia was acting strangely. She didn't cry or make a fuss, and she had no expression. She was like an emotionless puppet, mechanically repeating the actions she was doing.

Dongfang Jinxuan grabbed Li Muxia's arm and said, "Xia Mu, don't be like this. If you're like this, Third Brother won't be able to leave in peace. If you're sad, just cry it out. It'll make you feel better."

Li Muxia turned to look at Dongfang Jinxuan: "He said he would marry me, he said he would only love me for the rest of his life, he promised me that we would be together forever, he said he would accompany me to see all the wonders of the world, he didn't keep any of his promises, how could he just leave like this."

As she spoke, Li Muxia became agitated, gripping Dongfang Jinxuan's shoulders with both hands. Tears streamed down her face like a burst faucet that couldn't be turned off.

She cried, though not loudly, but everyone present was moved by her sorrow and shed tears as well.

Hiding in the shadows, Dongfang Jincheng looked at Li Muxia and felt a sharp pain in his heart.

If it weren't for Jun Mochen's intervention, he probably would have rushed out and told her everything already.

"Senior brother, do you think this is really the right thing to do?"

Jun Mochen: "Whether it's right or wrong, there's no turning back now, we can only keep going."

Dongfang Jincheng stared intently at Li Muxia, his voice choked with emotion: "But I can't bear to see her like this."

Jun Mochen sighed and said, "It's better to have a short pain than a long one. She'll get through this in a while. You have to believe in her."

Dongfang Jincheng knew that Jun Mochen was right, but he just couldn't get over his own conscience.

By the time Li Muxia returned to the manor, it was already dark. Dongfang Jinxuan escorted her to the gate. Li Muxia was still dressed in men's clothing as she had that morning. Walking around the manor, she seemed like a soulless shell, her eyes empty and lifeless. When she returned to her courtyard, Li Anran was still waiting for her, and was already getting a little anxious.

Upon seeing Li Muxia enter, he quickly went to greet her.

"Sis, where did you go?"

When Li Anran saw Li Muxia's appearance, she was shocked. Li Muxia's eyes were bloodshot and there were tear stains on her face.

"Sis, you're crying. What happened?"

Li Muxia didn't want to talk right now, so she walked straight past Li Anran toward the bedroom.

When Li Muxia pulled back the covers and lay down, Li Anran, Cui'er, and Hong'er all looked worried, wondering what was wrong with Li Muxia.

Li Anran was also frightened and asked in a tearful voice, "Sister, what's wrong? Don't be like this, I'm scared."

Li Muxia buried herself in the blanket, her voice a little hoarse: "I'm fine, you can all leave. I'm just tired and want to sleep."

When Li Muxia finally spoke, Li Anran wanted to ask for clarification, but Cui'er stopped her.

"Second Miss, you should go back first. Eldest Miss is probably really tired."

Li Anran noticed Cui'er giving her a meaningful look and understood that Li Muxia didn't want to talk right now.

"Alright then, sis, you get some rest, I'll come see you again tomorrow."

After saying this, Li Anran glanced at the bulging quilt and left with her maid.

Li Muxia didn't go out for dinner either.

The next morning, Li Muxia tidied herself up, still dressed in men's clothing, and looked much more haggard.

When he went out, he ran into the old general and General Li, who were on their way to court. The two were surprised to see Li Muxia up so early. When they saw Li Muxia's face clearly...

The old general stepped forward and touched Li Muxia's forehead, saying with concern, "Muxia, why do you look so pale? Are you sick?"

Li Muxia forced a smile and said, "Without Grandpa, it's probably because I haven't had enough rest."

The old general didn't think much of it, looked at her and said, "Where are you going dressed like that?"

Not wanting the old general to worry, Li Muxia said, "Young Master Long from the Long family next door was my friend. He unfortunately passed away yesterday, and I'm going to pay my respects."

When Li Muxia said those words, she was holding back the urge to cry.

The old general and General Li had met Long Ziheng. At that time, they advised Li Muxia, a girl, not to have contact with men alone, and to be careful even if she was dressed in men's clothing.

Unexpectedly, Long Ziheng passed away at such a young age, which both the old general and General Li felt sorry for him.

The old general said, "Hey, Mu Xia, don't be too sad. Everyone has their own destiny. It's good to go and offer incense."

Li Muxia softly hummed in agreement, but after that one sound, she dared not say anything more, afraid that she would burst into tears in front of her grandfather.

When Li Muxia arrived at the Long residence, Dongfang Jinxuan was directing people to close the coffin.

Li Muxia quickly stepped forward and asked, "Why is the coffin being closed today?"

Dongfang Jinxuan replied, "Xia Mu, Third Brother is to be buried in the ancestral graveyard. Our Long family's ancestral graveyard is in Jiangnan, so I plan to take Third Brother back today so that he can be laid to rest as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Li Muxia felt extremely reluctant, but she could no longer stop them.

Looking at Dongfang Jinxuan, he said, "Could you wait a moment? I have something to say to him."

Dongfang Jinxuan nodded to the people carrying the coffin lid, and they put the lid down and stepped aside.

Li Muxia stepped forward and looked at the person in the coffin. She touched his face one last time.

"Ziheng, may you rest in peace."

Tears dripped onto Long Ziheng's face and slid down his cheeks.

Li Muxia slowly took off the jade pendant that she always wore close to her body around her neck.

He rubbed his fingers together a few times and then placed them on Long Ziheng's chest.

Her voice choked with emotion: "Ziheng, this is the token you gave me. You are the first person I have ever loved in my life. Before I met you, I had never experienced the taste of love. I once thought you were the only one for me in my life. But why did you give me happiness and then take it away? Am I not worthy of happiness?"

Seeing Li Muxia's sorrowful appearance from the shadows, Dongfang Jincheng felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if it were being stabbed with needles.