The End Times as a Song

Chapter 480 Time is running out

However, Tu Shanyan seemed not to hear him, his steps continuing unabated. Just then, he suddenly stopped, slowly turned his head, looked at Madam Yuyang expressionlessly, and coldly uttered, "Stop lying. Do you think I don't know? You don't have much time left."

Although his tone remained as cold as a thousand-year-old ice, devoid of any warmth, this single response was enough to make Lady Yuyang overjoyed.

"Yan'er, what do you mean by that? I don't understand." Madam Yuyang tried to remain calm, pretending to be clueless, her eyes darting around, not daring to meet Tu Shanyan's gaze, and asked guiltily.

"Hmph, stop pretending. Everyone knows you." Tu Shanyan sneered disdainfully, his face frosty as he retorted, "Don't think I don't know your situation. If it weren't for your impending death, I probably wouldn't be here in my entire life."

He didn't want to pay any attention to Madam Yuyang.

To be honest, I still can't let go of what happened in the past, so expecting me to completely forgive you in such a short time is just wishful thinking! Tu Shanyan didn't know how to face Madam Yuyang for a moment. After all, they had never met before, and today was their first meeting. They seemed particularly unfamiliar and awkward with each other.

"Yan'er, I don't expect you to forgive me, I just want to talk to you, just talk...!"

Lady Yuyang earnestly pleaded with Tu Shanyan, hoping he would listen to her longing and yearning over the years.

"What are you saying...? Is there anything left for us to talk about?"

The more Lady Yuyang pleaded, the more indifferent Tu Shanyan became, uttering words against his will.

"Cough cough cough...!" This violent coughing sound, as if it could shatter one's heart and lungs, came from afar, sending chills down one's spine. Lady Yuyang's face was deathly pale, devoid of any color. With each heart-wrenching cough, she suddenly opened her mouth, and a gush of bright red blood gushed out, splattering onto the ground and forming shocking blood flowers.

Lady Yuyang's body swayed like a candle in the wind, on the verge of collapsing to the ground. At this critical moment, Tu Shanyan rushed over like lightning. His face was filled with terror, and he moved with lightning speed to Lady Yuyang's side, extending his arms to firmly support her as she was about to fall.

"Are you alright!" Tu Shanyan cried out anxiously, his voice trembling with tension. He stared intently at Madam Yuyang, his eyes filled with concern and worry. "Mother, what's wrong with you? This won't do! Should I send someone to fetch a doctor right away to examine you?" With that, Tu Shanyan turned to give instructions to the servants.

However, Lady Yuyang gently shook her head, a faint smile of relief managing to appear on her already frighteningly pale face. She raised a hand and gently stroked Tu Shanyan's cheek, saying in a weak but deeply affectionate voice, "Yan'er, don't panic, Mother is alright. It's just... all these years, the guilt and self-reproach buried deep in my heart have been like heavy shackles, tormenting me constantly, and gradually, my body has become weaker and weaker." At this point, Lady Yuyang couldn't help but cough violently again.