"Older sister, is this young lady the one our younger brother has a crush on, Xiaoyu?" Ning Su's second sister whispered to her older sister.

Ning Su's gaze remained fixed on Xiao Yu over there. Hearing this, she nodded lightly.

"It should be," she said.

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Ning Su'er sister said, "Didn't you say she was a village girl who didn't know the rules? But I think her behavior and appearance are so proper, not at all inferior to her cousin Zhu’er!"

Ning Su's elder sister nodded in agreement, "Our younger brother's eyesight is truly good. It's just a pity that he doesn't have the fortune..."

This conversation here didn't reach Xiaoyu's ears over there.

Why?

Because Xiaoyu was completely immersed in grief at this moment, she bowed her head and clasped the coffin with both hands, as if touching the rarest treasure in the world.

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"Ning Gege, Xiaoyu, come and see me."

Xiaoyu whispered softly, gently pressing her face against it.

In the hall of mourning, everyone watched in silence. Mr. Ning and Mrs. Ning looked at each other, both with expressions of astonishment on their faces.

Yang Ruqing walked over, and Ning Da Ren saw her and quickly said, "May I ask, Miss...?"

Yang Ruqing raised her hand, "I'm Xiaoyu's best friend. Didn't you say the marriage ceremony was to be held at Chen shi? The bride is here, let's begin!"

Master Ning cast one more glance at Xiaoyu, who was lying beside the coffin. He sighed deeply and then approached Master Cining's side: "Let's begin!"

Master Cining brought two young novice monks forward and said, "Leave your parents and everyone else behind. Please step back for now."

Yang Ruqing and her entourage retreated outside the mourning hall, and the door of the mourning hall was immediately closed.

After about a stick of incense, the door to the spirit hall opened again and the ceremony concluded.

It was night, in the mourning hall, Xiaoyu's crimson wedding dress had a layer of white mourning robes over it.

As a widow, she remained steadfast by the coffin.

Yang Ruqing and Luo Fengtang both came, accompanying her.

Lady Ning has been preoccupied these past two days, preparing for the funeral tomorrow. With guests arriving to pay their respects, she will have to expend even more energy tending to all the arrangements.

Thus, under the strong insistence of the four girlfriends, Madam Ning had to return to her room to rest.

In the mourning hall, besides Xiaoyu, Yang Ruqing and Luo Fengtang, there were also Ning Su's elder sister and third sister who stayed behind.

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And, at intervals, incense paper was burned in the fire pit.

So, I couldn't sleep all night.

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After the time of Zi, Ning and Su's two elder sisters began to fight with their eyelids.

Yang Ruqing also started to feel sleepy. She sat there, her head drooping.

“Qing’er, I’ll send you to the guest room to rest. I’ll stay here and watch.” Luofengtang said softly.

Yang Ruqing shook her head and looked at Xiaoyu's back, who was sitting by the coffin.

"No, I'll just take a nap." she said.

Luo Fengtang then reached out and supported her shoulder so that she could rest her head on his.

"Miss Yang, General Luo, please use this to cover yourselves."

Ning Su's elder sister sent over a small blanket. At this time, Yang Ruohua had already fallen asleep.

Luo Fengtang took it and quietly said a thank you, then shook out the blanket and covered Yang Ruqing's body.

Whether it was due to fulfilling the wishes of the deceased or some other reason, after midnight, Ning Mansion surprisingly became very quiet.

...no longer as bustling with activity as the previous two nights.

At this moment, Xiaoyu sat beside Ning Su's coffin, raised her hand, and caressed the icy wood. A touch of melancholy beauty curved at the corner of her lips.

"Ning Gege, Xiaoyu came to see you. Xiaoyu has so many things she wants to tell Ning Gege."

The spirit hall was very quiet, Xiaoyu's solitary muttering sounded somewhat ethereal.

"Ning Gege, do you know? When I put on this red wedding dress and stepped into this spirit hall today, I really felt so uncomfortable."

"I'm an unfilial daughter, I hid from my parents and married myself off like this."

"And, she was married through this kind of arranged marriage ritual."

"Throughout history, it has been difficult to balance loyalty and filial piety. I know that in this lifetime, the person I owe the most apologies to is my parents,"

But for you, I have no regrets.

"Ning Ge, do you know? I'll never forget the first time I saw you..."

That day, Qing'er and I went to the mountains behind the village to pick bamboo shoots. I went to the side to relieve myself when Chen Hu spotted me...

"That day, when Chen Hu pinned me down and tore at my clothes, I was really scared,"

"I think my life is over..."

It was you, it was you who descended from the heavens and helped me defeat Chen Hu.

“You are such a gentleman, take off your coat and put it on me...”

"Ning Ge, do you know? It was you who saved me…"

"Later, in the South, you were busy with military affairs and couldn't often come out to accompany me, but whenever you had time, you would find all sorts of excuses to go to the wine house."

You may not say it, but I know in my heart that you came to see me.

“For me, you've argued with your family. As the only son, you haven't gone home to be with your parents for two years, staying in the south with me…”

“Ning Gege, Xiaoyu likes you. No matter where you go, Xiaoyu wants to follow you.”

"Reaching the highest heavens and descending to the netherworld, I'll accompany you..."

As the voice faded, Xiaoyu's lips curled into a desolate smile.

Raising his hand to gently caress every inch of the coffin, it felt as though he were touching the face of a familiar person.

Suddenly, a strange noise came from the coffin.

Xiao Yu was startled, thinking it was her own illusion.

But the next instant, the same voice sounded again, like a sigh.

Xiaoyu was startled, and this time, even Luofengtang on the side caught the sound.

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Just as he was about to speak, Yang Ruqing, who had been dozing off with her head on his shoulder, suddenly stood up.

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"How could I hear a noise coming from inside the coffin? Could it be faking his death?" she exclaimed loudly.

The sound startled the Ning sisters, who had been dozing off earlier.

“I, I'll go call Father and Mother and Master Cining over!”

The Ning family sisters said, hurriedly rushing out of the spirit hall.

Soon, Master Ning, Madam Ning, and Master Cining arrived at the spirit hall in a hurry.

"What's going on? What's happening?"

Before everyone had even entered the spirit hall, anxious voices could be heard first.

And when they all stepped into the mourning hall, they were instantly shocked by the scene before them.

The coffin lid had already been opened and thrown aside. Ning Su sat in the coffin, half-seated, holding a weeping Xiaoyu with joy in her arms.

Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruqing also stood aside, their faces full of surprise.

"Susu, Susuer?"

Ning DaRen's eyes almost popped out of his head. In his half-lifetime, he had never encountered such a bizarre incident where someone died and came back to life.

Unless he saw it with his own eyes, Lord Ning wouldn't believe that someone who had been dead for two days could sit up!

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