This was his wife; no matter what, he had to find a way to save her.
Fan Yunxi continued to shake her head.
Suddenly, Xie Beihan frowned slightly.
He turned his head slightly, seeing something that made him stop insisting: "You're right; we should just wait here for sixth sister."
Fan Yunxi sighed in relief and nodded slightly, "lord, you don't need to worry, I'm really feeling much better."
Xie Beihan smiled at her, showing his white teeth, still exuding the vitality of a young man.
Fan Yunxi felt at ease, leaning against his chest.
"Okay, Xi'er, listen to me," Xie Beihan said, his voice somewhat weak. "There's a cellar in the study; I've hidden some silver there—only fifty thousand taels... and there's a divorce letter. You once asked me... asked me for a divorce, to return to Ruyang. That fifty thousand taels... take it with you as my compensation..."
Hearing this, Fan Yunxi felt her heart twist in pain.