The Seventh Bride of President

Chu Yunyao looked at the two men who had never shed blood but never shed tears. They were heartbroken in front of her.

She desperately waved in front of them and yelled: "I'm here. I'm not dead. I'm Yunyao. I'm back."

But they couldn't see her or hear her.

Chu Yunyao closed her eyes and lay down on the coffin. She wanted her soul to penetrate the coffin and enter her body. But she didn't know why. Every time she touched the coffin, her whole body seemed to be hit by the electric current, and she was bounced away again and again.

Exhausted Chu Yunyao can only watch the coffin with her body cremated.

Her ashes were put in an expensive porcelain vase and buried in her own cemetery with her mother.

The crowd dispersed, leaving only her brother and father still in front of the tombstone, stroking the photos of her and her mother.

With tears in his eyes, his father spoke to his mother in a low voice: "in the future, please take good care of our daughter. When I go back for a hundred years, I will get together with you again..."

finally, his father burst into tears.

Brother Chu yunche helped up his father. There was no smile on Junyi's face any more. His voice was very low and deep. "Yunyao, brother always doesn't believe that you are dead, and brother thinks you live in another world.

I hope you have a good life. When you meet someone who loves you, that person can protect you from the wind and rain. If you are like a father, I love you all my life.

I hope you live wantonly, don't hurt yourself.

Once upon a time, you were the little princess we held in our hands. Everything in the future depends on our own efforts. Only in this way can my brother and father feel at ease.

I really hope that we will meet again in another world. My brother will protect you and never let you suffer any harm... "

Chu Yunyao looks at this scene silently and feels very sad.

Want to shed tears, but found a drop of tears can not flow out.

...

in the wing room, Mo Lingyuan is massaging Chu Yunyao.

Bao'er suddenly cried out: "young commander, miss is crying."

Mo Lingyuan looked up and saw that Chu Yunyao's tears were surging out of the corner of his eyes, which made the pillow wet.

"Yunyao." Mo Lingyuan touched her cheek, "wake up, what's the matter with you?"

Chu Yunyao remained indifferent.

That night, Mo Lingyuan rushed bao'er to Wangyue pavilion which had been reorganized to have a rest. He stayed in Chu Yunyao's bedroom and took care of her all night.

She cried for a long time. At first, she burst into tears. Later, when she got better, her tears flowed intermittently.

Mo Lingyuan lies beside her, with mixed feelings in her heart.

He said that he would pet and raise her under his nose, and then find a good family for her. After giving her enough dowry, he would marry her off. How could it be like this?

The more I think about it, the more angry I am. I have no place to vent my anger. I go to the hall to yell at the doctors who are still discussing the countermeasures.

Fortunately, in the early hours of the morning, Doctor Zhang was finally received by the young commander's office.

Mo Lingyuan lifted the curtain and stood aside: "Doctor Zhang, what's the matter? She shed tears for several hours last night, but she didn't react to the outside world and couldn't wake up."

Dr. Zhang put down his medicine box and took out the gold needle from his arms after looking at it and asking, "young lady, you are in deep sleep. If you can't wake up after a while, you will have suspended animation.

After a long time, it may become a real death. Fortunately, I came back in time.

When I prick the acupoints with gold needles, I can stimulate the young lady to wake up as soon as possible. "