Mrs. Xia Lian wasn't the one who loved him most?
Didn't she treat him like the heavens above?
She'd been his loyal dog for so many years, and on the night of the third day of the twelfth lunar month, she even said she'd rather die than leave him.
"Hehe, what a cheap wench... Blech!" In fury, Xia Gu spat out a mouthful of black blood, his eyes rolled back, and after convulsing, he finally breathed his last.
Xia Gu was one to save face; just yesterday, his reputation was utterly destroyed. Abhorred by all the scholars and noble family offspring, he had already fainted from anger twice. Upon waking and learning that Lady Xia really intended to divorce him, his male dignity utterly shattered. He couldn't carry on; his tragic death was borne of sheer rage.
Upon learning of Xia Gu's death, Lady Xia gasped for air, then followed him in death.
Chun'er said that right before Lady Xia took her last breath, she cried out, "Husband, let's be married again in our next life."
