When Master Huide finished reading the scripture, he took out the charm hidden by Meng Hetong under the pillow and put it on Xu Qingmo's forehead. Hua Ying saw with her own eyes that Xu Qingmo's chest suddenly resumed breathing. She knelt forward and grabbed Xu Qingmo's hand: "Girl, girl..."
"She hasn't woken up yet. The poor monk just kept her soul by force. Whether she can wake up in the end is not up to the poor monk!" Master Huide looked at Meng Hetong in front of him and said softly.
Meng Hetong glanced at Xu Qingmo, who was sleeping on the bed. He walked to her side and sat down. After a long time, he said, "Thank you, master!"
"No need to thank me, this is Miss Xu's own destiny!" Master Huide looked at Meng Hetong for a long time, and then said a Buddhist saying, "In seven days, either the soul will return or the soul will be gone. You should understand!"
Meng Hetong naturally understood what Master Huide meant. He felt sad in his heart, but he still stood up: "Yusheng, send Master off!"
When Master Huide was about to leave, he was blocked by Hua Ying: "What's going on? Our girl was clearly fine just now, why did she suddenly become like this now?"
"Hua Ying!" Meng Hetong suddenly said, "Get out of the way!"
"Master Hou..."
"I told you to get out of the way!" Meng Hetong yelled angrily.
Although Hua Ying was a little unwilling, she remembered Xu Qingmo's instructions to her and had no choice but to get out of the way.
"Pass it on, let's say that the old lady has relapsed from her old injury, is drowsy, and needs to rest!" Meng Hetong looked back at Xu Qingmo, and then said to Hua Ying, "Change her into more comfortable clothes and let her have a good rest! "
She fell ill as a newlywed, so it was inevitable that some gossip would spread. People from Ningyuanhou's residence even came to visit overnight, but apart from Ningyuanhou, Meng Hetong didn't see anyone.
The imperial doctors in the palace also came one after another. No matter who it was, no one could accept such a thing happening on the big day. However, when the imperial doctors took Xu Qingmo's pulse, they all refused to speak. After being forced by Marquis Ning Yuan, he finally spoke: "Da. My wife’s pulse is weak, it’s the pulse of a dying person, it’s already too late!”
"How could you, a good person, be too late? What the hell are you talking about?"
"Miss Xu's aura is already very weak. She must have been injured for a long time. She probably injured her internal organs at some time. The boss is out today!"
"There is no other way!"
Marquis Ning Yuan threw the imperial doctor out angrily, grabbed Meng Hetong by the collar and was about to beat him, but Mrs. Meng stopped him crying. It was originally a happy event, but in the blink of an eye, it became so ridiculous.
But even so, Marquis Ning Yuan didn't know what happened. He asked Hua Ying and Qu Lian carefully, but found nothing. Just when everyone was confused, Hua Ying suddenly remembered what Xu Qingmo had given her wooden box.
Opening the wooden box, Hua Ying discovered that it was filled with letters. Most of them were for family members, and even more were for Meng Hetong!
"In this life, I will not let down the world, nor will I let down my parents. I will only let you down. You once gave me a place to stay with a roll of straw mat. I promised to marry you as a thank-you gift and to pledge myself to you. How lucky I am! It's a pity that I can't grow old with you. I can't let go of my obsession. I know I'm sorry for you, but I still move forward. You should hate me, but don't hate me too much!"
"When I leave, remember to be sad for a few days. Remember not to take too long. After a while, you will forget the best. In this way, you can live a good life in the future!"
"My father will probably beat you up in anger. I'm sorry for you. It's a pity that I can't help you stop it! If you want to find a cemetery for me, remember to find a good place that can take shelter from the rain. Every Qingming Festival Remember to bring me a bunch of candied haws, actually I don’t like eating them, but when you are here, I like them!”
"I'm really sorry that I made you a widower on our wedding night, but I wanted to be your wife so much, even for a quarter of an hour, but I'm just sorry for you!"
"I'm sorry for you, I'll pay you back in the next life!"
Each of the dozens of letters contained the words "I'm sorry for you". Meng Hetong burst into tears looking at the words in the letter.
Although Marquis Ning Yuan didn't understand what happened, he knew that Xu Qingmo had known for a long time that something would happen to her, but she didn't tell anyone and just hid it herself.
The God of Death, who had been fighting on the battlefield for decades, fell down on a chair nearby at this moment. Toshiro's face instantly turned old. He hid his face and sighed, not understanding what happened to his good daughter!
"I'll take her back!" Ning Yuanhou suddenly stood up.
Meng Hetong, who had been silent, immediately stood up: "No, she is my wife, you can't take her away!"
"She is my daughter!" Hou Ningyuan roared, "She is my only daughter, why can't I take her away!"
"I won't do it if I say no. Unless you step over my body, I will never let you take her away in this life. She is your daughter, but she is my wife. She is my third matchmaker. If I marry my wife in eight sedan chairs, even if she dies, she can only sleep in the ancestral hall of our Meng family!" Meng Hetong stopped in front of Marquis Ningyuan.
"You bastard, aren't you afraid that I'll beat you to death?" Marquis Ningyuan was so furious that Madam Meng was so frightened that she didn't know what to do.
"Kill me to death. If she is really gone, I can't live alone!" Meng Hetong just looked at Ning Yuanhou without any hesitation in his eyes.
Marquis Ningyuan looked at the determination in Meng Hetong's eyes. After a long time, he sat down with a frustrated look on his face. He couldn't figure it out and didn't understand why his good daughter suddenly became like this, and why she knew it would happen. No one said anything about what happened, he just suffered it silently.
Marquis Ning Yuan covered his face. That was her only daughter. She held it in her hands for fear of falling and held it in her mouth for fear of melting. Why did she look like this?
Everyone was silent.
"Seven days!" Meng Hetong spoke again, "Either the soul returns or the soul returns!"
Marquis Ning Yuan's heartbeat was suffocated. He raised his head and looked at Meng Hetong: "Do you know something?"
"She and I are people who came from hell. When the obsession is gone, the soul is also gone. After he has done everything he wants to do, there is no reason to stay." Meng Hetong looked at the lying body lying on the bed. Xu Qingmo there said, "The so-called obsession is just asking for something but not getting it. When what you want in your heart is realized one by one, the obsession will disappear. It's a pity that I have never been her obsession."
Marquis Ningyuan didn't understand, and Meng Hetong didn't want to say any more. He covered Xu Qingmo with a quilt, sat aside, and held his hand tightly: "Father-in-law, please go back first, have a good rest, I will take good care of Mo Mo." of!"
"Meng Hetong, you..."
"Go back!" Meng Hetong just looked at Xu Qingmo and said nothing.
