Song Wenzhou quickly stretched out his hand to touch Lu Ling's nose. When he pulled back, he couldn't stop trembling.
Probably excited!
He pretended to be in extreme pain and shouted: "Ling'er! Ling'er, how could you leave your husband behind?"
He reached out and held her wrist and shook her desperately, crying so hard!
Mrs. Song kept slapping the quilt on Lu Ling's legs with both hands and howled loudly: "My good boy, you are so heartless and let me go. Who will serve my mother in the future and take care of her until the end of her life? You have been married to the Song family for three years." , you honor your parents-in-law every day and do your best, but you are weak and don’t have a good life, yet you are willing to abandon your mother and leave, how can you be so heartless..."
I almost passed out from crying.
When an unsuspecting outsider sees her, who wouldn't praise her as a good mother-in-law?
But Lu Ling's soul floated out of her body, looking down at her body with tears in her eyes.
She glanced at everyone in the room with a sad face, and then turned her gaze to the female ghost floating in the center of the wing.
The female ghost looked at her soul and choked up: "Lu Ling, don't worry, I borrowed your body, I will live a good life on your behalf, pay back all the grievances you suffered in the Song Mansion, and I will also find a way to make your mother My brother and I will be safe and sound from now on!"
Lu Ling's ghost nodded slightly, and finally glanced at Song Wenzhou with sad eyes, and then floated off the roof.
Master Song hurriedly ordered his servants to get the shrouds and notify the Lu family. He went to the hall in person and watched the servants clean up the place where the spirit was buried.
The mourning hall has just been cleaned up, and everyone in the mourning hall is still feeling sad.
Suddenly, a little maid ran over in a hurry. The wind blew under her feet. She was so excited that she fell on the threshold and made her teeth bleed.
Master Song was about to get angry when he saw the maid grinning. Even though her mouth was full of blood, she could not hide the joy on her face: "Master, Master, young lady, she..."
Tongue tied.
Mr. Song scolded angrily with a livid face: "Why is there such a lack of rules?!"
The little girl waved her hands quickly, swallowed hard, and said with joy, "The young lady is not dead, she is alive again!"
Mr. Song froze on the spot, frowning and asked nonchalantly: "What did you say?"
The other boys around him also looked at the little maid with their mouths half open.
The little maid took a breath, patted her chest, and repeated: "Young Madam, she is full of energy again, she made us all jump!"
Mr. Song was a little unable to react for a moment. He moved his lips and bit out a few words before repeating: "Are you angry again? Are you alive?"
The little girl nodded her head like garlic, her face turned red with excitement and joy.
After a while, Master Song suddenly understood the meaning of this sentence. As if a fire was rekindled in his heart, he dropped his work and hurried to Qingfengyuan.
The boys who were cleaning up the mourning hall looked at each other, a little at a loss.
The steward stopped Mr. Song: "Sir, is the funeral hall still decorated?"
Mr. Song paused, thought for a moment, and said, "It's better to prepare for the funeral."
Since he didn't see it with his own eyes, he suspected that his daughter-in-law was having a flashback.
"Send in the doctor."
The steward left in a hurry.
As soon as he arrived at the door of Lu Ling's wing and stood three or four steps away from Lu Ling's bed, Master Song could really see that the deathly gray color on Lu Ling's face had really disappeared.
And her eyes, which had been tightly closed, opened again, but she still didn't have much energy to move.
Song Wenzhou had just seen that Lu Ling, who had died, suddenly started to breathe again. He was so frightened that he jumped up from the bed, his face uglier than if he had eaten a fly.
Haitang took the opportunity to help Lu Ling up and gently caressed her chest with her hands. As if she was relieved, she kept calling: "Miss, Miss, you're awake!"
I was afraid that she would close her eyes and let go again.
Mrs. Song wiped the corners of her eyes dumbfounded, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and stared at Lu Ling's eyes that could barely move, with cold sweat dripping down her back.
Song Wenzhou still couldn't accept the fact that Lu Ling "came back to life" and was stuck there like a wooden stake.
Looking blankly at Lu Ling who was gradually regaining his breath, his heart sank to the bottom.
"What are you still doing? Go and boil some water to warm the young lady up."
Master Song loudly ordered the maid at the door, his tone was much clearer and high-pitched.
Mrs. Song and Song Wenzhou finally came to their senses and said with some reluctance: "Isn't it a return to the past?"
"Even if it's time to look back, I have to let Ling'er eat and drink enough before leaving!" Song Wenzhou wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said.
"Nonsense! This is good for my daughter-in-law!" Mr. Song involuntarily raised the corners of his mouth.
"I think it's a reflection of the past. I have experience. I've seen my grandmother die like this before..."
Before he finished speaking, Mr. Song glared at Mrs. Song fiercely, and Mrs. Song suppressed the next words.
Lu Ling, who was still hugging Haitang, coughed twice, then blinked his eyes, blinking out two patches of life.
"I...can't die yet...there's no need...no need to announce my funeral..."
Everyone was stunned - they could actually speak!
Mrs. Song and Song Wenzhou looked at Lu Ling's face at the same time, only to find a strange smile tugging at the corner of her mouth.
Her face was deathly pale, her cheeks were thin, and her eyes were staring. She looked a bit like a zombie just fished out of the coffin!
But in the eyes of others, Lu Ling smiled. This was a sign of regaining life, and it didn't seem weird at all.
"Oh!"
Mrs. Song's feet gave way and she slid from the bed to the ground. She looked at Lu Ling in horror.
Song Wenzhou hurriedly helped his mother up, but his back was wet with cold sweat when he touched her.
Following his mother's eyes, Lu Ling met Lu Ling. Lu Ling rolled his eyes, bared his teeth, smiled at Song Wenzhou, and called weakly: "Husband."
Song Wenzhou's body couldn't help but tremble, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva subconsciously.
Just when he didn't know what to do, Dr. Chu was dragged in again by his servants and staggered in.
He put down the medicine box and gasped for air. Before he could breathe enough, he suddenly saw that the woman who had been cut off from death two quarters of an hour ago actually opened her eyes and smiled lightly at him.
His eyes lit up and he quickly reached out to touch Lu Ling's wrist.
Unexpectedly, the temperature of her skin turned out to be freezing cold. The doctor shuddered, and his hand bounced back. After a moment, he suppressed his surprise and felt for her pulse again.
"How about it?"
Mrs. Song and her son asked in unison, their eyes full of urgency.
"What a miracle! What a miracle!"
The doctor's eyes shone with disbelief.
This was like coming back to life. The woman on the bed was obviously at the end of her life, but now her pulse was beating again!
He stood up and bowed to Mr. Song and Mrs. Song.
"The pulse condition of the young lady is much more stable than before! In my opinion, the young lady is out of danger. She only needs to take good care of her from now on."
Master Song breathed a deep sigh of relief and rewarded the doctor generously.
Mrs. Song and Song Wenzhou were disappointed, but they didn't dare to show it on their faces, and forced a stiff smile to cater to Mr. Song.
Looking at Lu Ling's face, which seemed to be gradually regaining its color, Mrs. Song said, "Okay, Ling'er is fine. We are all relieved!"
After saying that, he solemnly ordered his servants: "You all take good care of the young madam. If anyone is as careless as today, the young madam will not come to inform you if you are seriously ill. I will carefully skin you and drive you out of the house!"
