The Sparrow Reluctantly Upon The Branch - Chapter 10 + Epilogue (Part 1)

Machine Translated, Edited: tenderflower

Winter turned to spring. The series of seasons were changing from summer to autumn and then another winter had arrived again.

The first snowfall was sudden and fierce. The weather this year was colder than in the past years and many people died from freezing.

The snow on the street was deep and knee-high. The pedestrians were sparse, only saw a figure walking forward on the street, stopping from time to time to hold up and covering the bundle wrapped in cloth properly on the left hand.

"Cough, cough..."

Wrapped from head to toe in a robe dress and trousers, underneath seemed to be a weak youngster. The pale face showed illness and coughed fiercely from time to time. Pedestrians avoided this ragged, clothing beggar one by one for fear of getting sick when they got close.

The little beggar didn’t care, just dragged the tired body, and a pair of tarnished big eyes firmly looked ahead.

Before falling, be sure to get there...

The feet staggered, tumbling forward. He hugged tightly to the bundle wrapped in cloth on his chest and protected it as if he was afraid of breaking it. His right arm was hanging weakly aside so he could only climb up from the snow with his body relying on his strength.

The heavy snow began to fly again and the little beggar quickly sped up, but it was more difficult to move forward.

Until nightfall, he finally reached the destination...

Lifting up the head to look at the long-lost gate, Liu Feixue’s sunken eyes glistened with tears.

Another burst of violence coughed, coughing her chest a wave of burning pain.

There's no time, hurry...

Untied the bundle wrapped in cloth on her chest and gently placed it on the ground, her eyes have deep sadness. She took out something from her arm which was a white carved jade hairpin that was as fine as sheep fat.

"This hairpin is like my Feixue the same pure white and flawless..." The voice of pampering in her memory echoed back. Holding the hairpin firmly on her chest, the unwilling teardrops slid one by one.

Like the decision to abandon something, she opened the bundle wrapped in cloth and put the hairpin in it, looking inside the bundle wrapped in cloth, feeling as if her heart had been dug out.

Hardened her heart, she gently tidied up the corner of the bundle wrapped in cloth and then desperately beat the gate knocker like it was connected to her last breath.

"Coming!"

Hearing the sound echoed inside, Liu Feixue looked at the bundle wrapped in cloth reluctantly and staggered to hide behind the side gate stone lion.

"Coming... who is it in such big snow and wind?" The gatekeeper Liang Bo opened the small door on the side while murmuring. "Huh, how come there’s no one?"

He looked left and right, but there wasn't any figure. When he was about to close the door, he found the bundle wrapped in cloth on the ground.

He stepped out of the doorstep and squatted down, hesitantly opened a corner of the bundle wrapped in cloth and then exclaimed: "Aiya! How could this be..."

Gently picking up the bundle wrapped in cloth, he went around to explore, afterward, he hurriedly went inside and closed the door.

Liu Feixue on the side had been covering her mouth for fear of the crying sound would expose her hiding place.

As soon as the door closed, she coughed abruptly then there were red flowers blooming on the snow.

Falling weakly in the corner, she closed her eyes, and the tears flooded wet her temple.

She was so tired...

The purpose had been reached. Finally, she could be at ease...

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"Master... Master..."

Zhang He hurriedly rushed to the Benlong Pavilion. Yan Qilong was leaning on the railing and gazed into the distance like usual without a soul.

"What?" Yan Qilong was cold and indifferent facing Zhang He’s face of panic.

Since Liu Feixue left, his seven emotions and six desires also follow away. He had forgotten how to express emotions because he was already heartless without love.

"Liang Bo picked up something at the doorway and asked you to take a look personally..."

"You can handle it yourself." Yan Qilong turned his head and continued to look at the night.

"But... it seems to have something to do with the madam."

Zhang He just finished saying and in front of him was already no sight of the master. Yan Qilong had already jumped down the Benlong Pavilion and rushed to the hall.

As soon as he arrived in the hall, several servants were smiling around the table.

"Look alike..."

"Really beautiful..."

When everyone found Yan Qilong, they took the initiative to give way. He walked quickly to the round table. Wrapped in layers of tattered felt blankets looking at him with two round, big eyes was a baby, little girl!

Looking at that pair of similar expressions and spirit eyes, Yan Qilong gently stroked the baby's tender cheek. Without reason, his heart rose a burst of sourness and the rims of his eyes were then reddened.

Reaching out and wanting to pick up the baby, his sight caught the white hairpin on the side of the baby.

Picking up the hairpin, his hand trembled incessantly. Of course, it was the first thing he gave as a gifted to Feixue. It was specially made for her because the texture of the white jade was the same like her name, pure and snow white.

This hairpin was put by this baby’s side, didn’t that mean...

Struggling to wipe away the teardrops on his face, Yan Qilong excitedly pulled Liang Bo. "How did you find this baby?"

"Just a moment ago, someone knocked on the gate. I went out to have a look and only saw this baby. I didn't see anyone else..."

"Feixue..." Yan Qilong first rushed toward the gate then turned back with a big roar: "Everyone tries to look outside. The madam mustn’t have gone far!"

It affirmed the assumptions in their hearts. Everyone didn’t raise any objection. Regardless of the snow falling outside, they light the lanterns and follow to rush out.

After madam left, the master almost rummaged through the north, but couldn’t find any trace of the madam. The master's appearance of depression made everyone feel distressed and the entire Yan family ranch became lifeless even the laughter hadn’t been heard for so long.

As soon as they heard the news of the madam, everyone was like a trekking vessel that saw the lighthouse. All of them started to cheer up. They lifted the lanterns and carefully searched against the wind and snow of five hundred feet from the Yan family ranch.

As the wind and snow got bigger, the sky was darker, the hope was slimmer.

Yan Qilong’s entire body was soaked in snow. After scouring through several alleys, he returned to the entrance of the gate and eagerly asked Zhang He who stayed behind to take care of things: "Is there any news from the others?"

Zhang He shook his head. Yan Qilong immediately turned around and wanted to search in other places, but Zhang He pulled him.

"Master, you have been looking for a night. Your clothes are soaked through. Take a break..."

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