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"Little girl, can Da Huan Dan save Ling'er?" Jiang Yuan asked in a shy voice.

"Ding dong, the host can try."

"Girl, you're not sure either?"

"Host, yes, the chick doesn't know if Da Huan Dan can save Shangguan Ling."

No matter, a dead horse is a living horse doctor, Jiang Yuan took out the Da Huan Pill, pried open Shangguan Ling's mouth, and stuffed the Da Huan Pill in, but Shangguan Ling couldn't swallow it now.

Jiang Yuan took a deep breath, kissed Shangguanling's mouth, and while breathing in, he used his tongue to send the Dahuandan into Shangguanling's throat.

With a thud, Shangguan Ling swallowed the Da Huan Pill unconsciously, and Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mantian gods and Buddhas, God, please save Linger. If possible, I am willing to die in place of Linger. Please bless Linger." Jiang Yuan prayed silently by the bed.

"Ling'er, wake up quickly, we haven't married yet, and you haven't become my bride yet, you lied to me, you said you would grow old with me forever, Shangguan Ling, you lied to me, you lied to me!" With tears streaming down his face, Jiang Yuan leaned into Shangguan Ling's ear and said.

Shangguan Ling's long eyelashes trembled a few times.

Jiang Yuan kept talking in Shangguan Ling's ear, trying to wake her up, but when it came to dry mouth, Shangguan Ling didn't respond at all.

Time passed by one minute and one second, and three hours passed.

Shangguan Ling never woke up again.

Shangguan Xiong walked into the room, checked Shangguan Ling's pulse, shook his head, with tears running down his face.

"Ling'er has gone." Shangguan Xiong sadly said as if he had aged ten years.

"Impossible, Ling'er can't die!" Jiang Yuan said firmly.

Shangguanxiong glanced at Jiang Yuan, shook his head, and left the boudoir.

Holding Shangguan Ling's hand, he felt that Shangguan Ling's body gradually became stiff and cold, and Jiang Yuan's heart was also cold.

Could it be that Ling'er is really dead?
Jiang Yuan didn't believe it, they were not married yet, they agreed to live forever, but Ling'er died?

Jiang Yuan's tears had already been shed, and the Da Huan Dan, which he had placed high hopes on, didn't seem to play a role in the mission.

Another three hours passed, it was already dawn outside, and Shangguan Ling's body had become completely stiff.

Xiaoyu walked into the study.

"My lord, please give me your condolences. The master asked me to come in and tell you to handle the young lady's funeral affairs as soon as possible, so that the young lady can be buried in peace as soon as possible, so that she can be reincarnated into a good family." Xiaoyu said softly.

"No, Ling'er is not dead yet, I can feel it, let's wait." Jiang Yuan firmly believed that Shangguan Ling was not dead.

Another three hours passed, and Shangguan Ling still woke up.

Shangguanxiong walked into the boudoir in person, "Jiang Yuan, we should deal with Ling'er's funeral earlier, so that Ling'er can be buried in peace as soon as possible, and reincarnated as soon as possible, and find a good family." Shangguanxiong looked at Shangguan reluctantly Lingdao.

Jiang Yuan's confidence was also shaken, and Shangguan Ling could no longer feel any breath of life. Could it be that she really passed away?

After another hour, "Grandpa, let's take care of the funeral. I will keep Linger's wake for seven days." Jiang Yuan said.

The fine nanmu coffin outside the boudoir had already been prepared. Jiang Yuan gently picked up Shangguan Ling's body and carefully put it into the coffin.

After sending the coffin into the arranged mourning hall, Jiang Yuan began to guard Shangguan Ling in the mourning hall.

At this time, Jiang Yuan's heart was ashamed. His lover, fiancée Ling'er, went away so suddenly. He really couldn't accept it. If he had known this, he would have tried his best to stop Shangguan Ling from practicing in seclusion.

Even if two people can only stay together for 100 years, it is good.

At this moment, Jiang Yuan really felt the cruelty of cultivation. Cultivation is against the sky. If he is not careful, he will end up in a state of madness and die.

Jiang Yuan hadn't eaten anything for a day and a night, Xiaoyu saw it and felt pain in his heart.

She quietly brought food and water for Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan glanced at Xiao Yu gratefully, only drank some water, and put the food aside.He really doesn't have any appetite right now.

"Grandpa, you should eat something. There are still seven days left for the wake. I'm afraid your body won't be able to bear it if you go on like this." Xiaoyu comforted softly.

"Xiaoyu, thank you." Jiang Yuan said, and then he forced himself to pick up the food and eat it. The food was bitter in his mouth, and it tasted like chewing wax.

"Xiaoyu, I'm not hungry, you haven't eaten either, you should eat." Jiang Yuan said.

"Yes, Uncle." Xiaoyu picked up the food and took a few mouthfuls before stopping.

"Xiaoyu, why don't you eat it?" Jiang Yuan said.

"Grandpa, I can't eat it. Xiaoyu grew up with the young lady. The young lady never treated Xiaoyu as a servant. She took care of Xiaoyu more like a sister to a younger sister. Now that the young lady is gone, Xiaoyu's heart is cut like a knife, and she hates God. Why did you summon such a good lady, Miss?" Xiaoyu said.

Jiang Yuan remained silent, and he hated him even more, but he was helpless, he hated himself for not being able to bring the dead back to life, and begged for Shangguan Ling to come back.

During the seven-day vigil, Jiang Yuan was devastated, his face covered with stubble, and his eyes were bloodshot. Jiang Yuan's master Li Feng, senior brother Li Junhua, Wu Sanfeng, and nephew Li Minghan all came to comfort him, as well as Zhang Hua, Li Ming, Wang Fugui and other good friends and classmates also attended the funeral.

"Skinny monkey, you can't be resurrected after death, you have to take care of yourself, don't be too sad, I know you have a good relationship with Shangguan Ling, I believe that Shangguan Ling is in the spirit of heaven, and I definitely don't want you to torture and abuse yourself like this, you must You have to cheer up, there are still many people who care about you, do you know that?" Seeing Jiang Yuan's sad look, Zhang Hua comforted him.

"Fatty Zhang, I still can't get over this hurdle in my heart. Please let me calm down again. Don't worry, I will cheer up. When I become Emperor Wu one day, I must go and find Ling'er." Jiang Yuan said seriously.

"Okay, have ambition, this is the thin-skinned monkey I know, you will definitely become Emperor Wu, I believe in you." Zhang Hua encouraged.

"Well, Fatty Zhang, thank you." Jiang Yuan said softly.

"Skinny Monkey, what are you talking about? We both have to thank each other? Get yourself together quickly, you kid. There are still many things waiting for you in the future." Zhang Hua said.

"I see." Jiang Yuan replied.

Seven days passed quickly, and it was the day when Shangguan Ling was buried in the ground. Jiang Yuan was dressed in sackcloth, and as a survivor, he carried the coffin and went straight to the cemetery chosen by Shangguanxiong.

After walking for about an hour, I finally arrived at Shangguanling's cemetery.

Jiang Yuan caressed the coffin lightly with his palm, reluctant to let go, and was saying his last farewell to Shangguan Ling in his heart.

"Ling'er, if you are gone, my heart will die. I, Jiang Yuan, will never marry a wife again. I only have one wife, and that is you, Shangguan Ling."