Another three months.
The original person died after being in a coma for three months, and was brought back by her.
Not caring that he smelled bad, Ning Yue leaned over and asked quietly: "My father-in-law, you said that I don't belong here, so if I die in three months, can I go back to my original place?"
There were so damn no human rights and freedoms in ancient times. Think about it, it’s better to go back to modern times.
The old beggar smiled slightly and said, "Want to go back?"
Ning Yue said obediently: "Yeah."
The old beggar suddenly turned cold and said: "Put your pillow higher tonight and you can go back."
…
Does this mean to let her dream? …
Ning Yue's fresh smile froze on her face.
This stinky old man!
Thinking about the newly adopted grandson who could even be called grandpa, Ning Yue decided not to care and asked diligently:
"Then, father-in-law, is there anything you can do to save me?"
The old beggar rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I can't help it. The person who tied the bell needs to be untied."
Huh, don't think I forgot about your maid dragging me along.
Although he himself is too lazy to walk, is it polite for you to do so?
He waved his sleeves, leaving only a smell and left.
Hey, if you don’t say it, don’t say it.
Ning Yue climbed onto the carriage and carefully recalled the words she heard before the beggar appeared.
"Save one life and form a ghost soldier."
She was confused by what she heard just now, but combined with what the old beggar said, she probably understood.
She didn't have a way to dissipate those 500 departed souls, but hadn't the way to take shape already appeared?
She had just saved Mother Li and accidentally triggered the conditions for the formation of ghost soldiers.
So, as long as 499 more people are saved within three months, all 500 departed souls will be formed, and she won’t have to die?
It's such an arduous task to save 500 dying people in three months.
But, how long does it take for the capital to meet a dying person and catch up with her?
She couldn't ask Zitong to drag her grandma to talk about her grandson just to go out every day, right?
She can't become a doctor, her father will never allow it.
Where are the formed ghost soldiers hiding? What can be done?
Too many questions.
Ning Yue pretended to close her eyes and rest, but in fact her mind was constantly thinking.
Before he could think about it, the carriage arrived at the south gate of the General's Mansion.
Zitong was looking around on tiptoe. When she saw them coming back, she hurried over and said, "Miss, Madam found out and asked you to go find her when you come back."
Ning Yue got off the carriage and went straight to Wangchun Hall where her stepmother was.
Mrs. Zhang was holding an account book and looking at it. When she saw Ning Yue coming, her face was not unhappy at all, and she even asked Mother Lu to take care of the tea in person.
He waited until she sat down and then asked with a smile: "Tell me, why do you have to go out this time?"
Ning Yue pretended to be shy and replied: "I just went to find out... Mr. Ying's personality."
Caiyan, who was following her, couldn't bear it anymore, "Madam, there are rumors that the future uncle...that...can't do it. He also likes to visit...brotheles..."
After stumbling over his words, his face was already red enough to bleed.
Mrs. Zhang looked over in surprise: "Oh?"
"My poor Yue'er, if this is really the case, how will you live your life without a son?"
Blinking his eyes quickly a few times, he took out the handkerchief from his front and wiped his tears.
Ning Yue also put on a face that was about to cry. She wanted to see what her good stepmother was going to do.
Seeing that Ning Yue didn't answer, Mrs. Zhang pondered for a while, "As long as he respects you and the General's Office supports you, life can still go on. My child, choose a good adoptive person in the clan, Yue'er What do you think?"
Mother Lu advised: "Miss, please be more open-minded. It's normal for a man to be a bit flirtatious. Now that...that's all, he will definitely live a peaceful life in the future. Since he is a wife, he can't stir up any trouble even if he thinks about it."
"Brother-in-law?" Ning Yue looked at Ms. Zhang with confused eyes, almost forgetting about this.
"Since it's a wedding for you, it's natural for me to marry you. Besides, if you marry into their family, their family won't be able to reach you." Mrs. Zhang slowly took a sip of tea.
"No, mother, throughout the ages, when a man and a woman get married, the woman marries into the man's family. My daughter thinks it's better to follow the old custom."
Before, she was afraid of being exiled and wanted to marry Ying Xianqing, but now she is burdened with 500 souls. If she doesn't save 500 lives within three months, she will die.
The probability of encountering a dying person in exile is much higher than if you stay in the capital. Although exile is painful, there is always hope.
Mrs. Zhang put the tea bowl back on the table, then raised her eyes and said with a smile: "Silly boy, it will only be good for you to have him as your wife. In our house, he will not dare to make any mistakes. The emperor's decree is so happy that no one else can tell." What's coming?"
"Didn't my mother say that as long as he respects me, life can go on? If you want him to respect me, you have to give me some face."
Ning Yue pretended to be in love with her so stupidly that she almost vomited.
Ms. Zhang shook her head secretly in her heart. She started to feel dizzy even before she was married, and she seemed to be confused.
But there was confusion on his face: "I can't explain it to you, eldest brother."
Ning Yue said: "Just say it's what I mean."
Zhang drank tea for a while and then talked about another topic: "Yue'er, why did Xinghe lead his troops to appear on Luoxing Slope three months ago? Do you know?"
Ning Yue looked at Mrs. Zhang strangely, why did she suddenly mention this matter?
After thinking for a while, he answered: "My daughter doesn't know that she saw the two armies fighting when she came down the mountain. Before she could say anything, my second brother died trying to save me."
Thinking of that scene, a familiar dull pain came to my heart again.
He raised his hand to touch his heart and touched a pendant.
It was a piece of enamel gemstone that his second brother Ning Xinghe picked up on Luoxingpo. He found it to be extremely hard, so he asked a craftsman to make it into a breastplate pendant and gave it to the original owner. It now hangs on her chest.
If it had been worn on him, maybe the second brother would not have died.
Her tears suddenly flowed down uncontrollably.
Mrs. Zhang hurriedly said: "Oh, look at me. I said this so politely that it made you cry. Stop talking. Stop talking."
Then he said: "Time is urgent, and it's too late to rush to make your wedding dress. I originally picked out their wedding dress from the best Xiuluo Pavilion in Beijing. Unexpectedly, the founding lord sent someone to send a dress with materials." The embroidery work is even better, take a look and see if you like it?"
Ning Yue wiped her tears and was slightly surprised. There was actually a groom preparing wedding clothes for the bride?
Mrs. Zhang led her to the inner room. As soon as she entered the inner room, the room was filled with the fragrance of lotus flowers.
A set of gorgeous red wedding clothes is hung on a high screen, with an eight-treasure phoenix crown and a shoulder strap made of pink rice-shaped pearls. All the pearls are the same shape and size, and even the pink color is the same, extremely rare.
Under the shoulders is a bright red girl's hat with wide sleeves and gold embroidery. The smoke gauze skirt has more than a dozen layers trailing to the floor, and a gorgeous phoenix is embroidered with gold thread on it.
Ning Yue stretched out her hand and pulled it, the gauze surged, and the phoenix seemed to be alive.
Gee, it’s really a waste of money.
But it was too complicated for her liking.
The amount of work required to complete this wedding dress would definitely not be possible in a year and a half.
Why would he, a man, spend so much money and so much time preparing for this? Who was this originally intended for?
Ning Yue was inexplicably unhappy.
She opened the wedding dress again and looked inside, and then said to Mrs. Zhang: "Mother, just order the set from Xiu Luoge. Please return this set for me."
The smile on Mrs. Zhang's face stopped immediately.
Ning Yue chatted for a few more words, selected some item styles, and then left.
As soon as they left the door, they heard Mother Lu whisper: "Madam, the set in Xiuluo Pavilion costs more than six thousand taels."
Mrs. Zhang replied angrily: "Stop talking, it's already been said. I didn't know she didn't want the good stuff she had ready-made, so she had to waste her family."
A wedding dress worth more than 6,000 taels, based on Ning Yue's understanding of purchasing power during this period, would cost more than 1 million yuan when converted into RMB.
However, it seems that this stepmother only intends to sell her well verbally, and has no intention of actually giving it.
A smile appeared on Ning Yue's lips. It was too late to feel distressed. She really wanted to see their faces now.
She looked back at the maid who saw her off, then turned back to her yard.
