Although everyone didn't remember Su Ling's death, Jiang Duanchen still insisted on finishing the funeral for her. Tomorrow is Su Ling's first seventh, and she is about to be buried.

Jiang Duanchen couldn't bear to leave the mourning hall, so he stayed here. After tonight, he will never see Su Ling again.

sub-hours

Everyone had already fallen asleep, and Jiang Duanchen was also a little sleepy when kneeling on the futon.

In a trance, he seemed to hear Su Ling calling him, the incense offering in front of him was still burning white smoke, his vision became blurred, and the white smoke seemed to float into the coffin. The sleepiness hit, he couldn't hold on any longer, and slowly lay on the ground.

Su Ling's wreckage has been quietly changing in the wooden coffin for the past seven days.

It joins together at an accelerated pace, and the feeling of reshaping the flesh and bones is more difficult than the feeling of breaking. Su Ling endured the severe pain, but she couldn't make any sound.

She knew that Jiang Duanchen had been with her outside the coffin, and every time she thought of this, her pain could be alleviated a little.

Fortunately, he didn't forget her, even if he was no longer in his world, he would still watch in front of his spirit like this night and night, Su Ling was thinking, if she lived again, she would never be separated from him again.

The last bone grew, and Su Ling's body was already reborn.

Her consciousness was finally awake and no longer blurred.

Her chest began to heav, and white smoke from the cracks in the coffin entered her nostrils.

She snapped her eyes open and breathed heavily.

After seven days of remodeling her body, she was finally reborn.

The coffin opened naturally, a spell appeared on her forehead, and Chu Zhibai's voice drilled into her mind.

"Su Ling, now that you have been reborn, don't forget the agreement between you and me when your long-cherished wish is fulfilled."

The words fell, and the spell disappeared.

Su Ling sat up.

She stepped barefoot on the ground, and the cold touch made her shiver. She was still a little uncomfortable with her body, and her feet were on the ground, and her body would be a little unsteady.

She held on to the coffin to stand, and she looked at the hands in front of her, her fingertips were ruddy, and her complexion was fair. She actually touched the coffins and never penetrated them again.

A smile welled up on her face.

A pair of snow-white bare feet walked in front of Jiang Duanchen. Su Ling squatted down and looked at the man in front of her gently, she lowered her head and gently dropped a kiss on his forehead.

Jiang Duanchen felt the movement and suddenly opened his eyes, and a familiar figure came into view.

"Ling'er, is that you?" He thought he was dreaming. He didn't dare to touch the person in front of him, for fear of waking up from a dream.

Su Ling smiled softly: "It's me, I'm back." She stretched out her hand and stroked Jiang Duanchen's cheek. The warm touch came, Jiang Duanchen's tears gradually welled up in his eyes, he looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, and put his hand on hers.

The touch was warm, he held Su Ling's hand tighter, his voice choked and trembled, "You...... Coming back? ”

Su Ling smiled and nodded.

Jiang Duanchen immediately took her tightly into his arms.

He thought that he would never see her again, that everyone had forgotten about her death, and that he would even wonder if she was really not dead, and that everything was his own dream.

Now that Su Ling appeared in front of his eyes completely, he began to wonder if his memory was really wrong.

He let go of Su Ling and asked like a master, "Ling'er, aren't you dead?" Why are you appearing in front of me now, am I mistaken, Zhuo Wei's people say that you are not dead, I still don't believe it, I'm sorry, I seem to have had a long dream, in the dream you were killed by Nie Yunhua, I'm sorry, I also made a tablet for you, the coffin ......"

Su Ling held his face and said, "Duan Chen, look at me, I'm not dead, those of yours are just a dream." Get a good night's sleep, and you'll wake up from your dreams. ”

She sat on the futon, let Jiang Duanchen's head rest on her lap, and quietly patted him on the shoulder to coax him to sleep.

Jiang Duanchen thought that maybe it was really a dream, so he slowly closed his eyes.

He seemed to have felt that Su Ling was by his side a few days ago.

Perhaps, it was just a dream, and now it's time to wake up.

Su Ling looked at the sleeping Jiang Duanchen, and there were ripples in his eyes. She didn't know why Jiang Duanchen didn't lose his memory as Chu Zhibai said, but she didn't want him to suffer those painful memories. Now that he has been born again, he doesn't need to remember the past.

She can just remember it herself.

She will definitely take revenge with her own hands.

Vertical day

The first rays of sunlight in the morning hit Jiang Duanchen's face, and he suddenly opened his eyes, wanting to see if Su Ling was still beside him, he was afraid that he was dreaming last night. He no longer knows what is true and what is false.

Luckily, she's still around.

She hung her head and slept quietly, her face still so good-looking, completely different from the unrecognizable appearance of being soaked in water in her memory.

He got up and carried Su Ling back to the room.

Xue Fei wanted to come and ask Jiang Duanchen to have breakfast, but when he saw the person Jiang Duanchen was holding in his arms, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

He just watched Jiang Duanchen pass by him with Su Ling in his arms.

Didn't you say that Su Ling was dead? So who is Jiang Duanchen holding now?

Xue Fei thought he was dazzled, and he chased after him.

Jiang Duanchen put Su Ling on the bed, covered her with the futon, and then quietly stood aside. Xue Fei came in and looked carefully at the faces of the people on the bed. It's true that Su Ling is good.

Now he was completely confused.

He pointed at Su Ling blankly, Jiang Duanchen noticed him at this time, afraid that he would wake Su Ling, so he got up and took him out.

As soon as he got out of the room, Xue Fei immediately asked, "Childe, didn't you mean Miss Su ...... Dead? So why ...... now?" he didn't know what to say.

Jiang Duanchen lowered his eyebrows and smiled lightly, "Maybe I made a mistake, Ling'er didn't die." No wonder you don't remember, it's because I misremembered. ”

Xue Fei listened in the clouds. But seeing Su Ling's appearance, it was really fine, and Jiang Duanchen finally cheered up, so he didn't ask any more.

The reason for this is to wait for Su Ling to wake up and ask her herself, if she really didn't die, where did she go for so many days? Why didn't he show up?

Within half a moment, the news that Su Ling was not dead spread in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Sheng Huai'an also rushed over when he heard this, and after seeing Xue Fei who was meditating outside the door, he asked with a confused face, "What's going on?" ”

Xue Fei shook his head.

"Ling'er, you're awake!" Jiang Duanchen's voice came from inside the house.

Xue Fei and Sheng Huai'an glanced at each other and entered one after another.

Su Ling looked at the familiar face, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face. It's been too long, she's not seen them in a long time.

The feeling of being alone in the dark of night is really painful.

Su Ling shook his head slightly, and Jiang Duanchen immediately asked worriedly, "What's wrong?" Where is it uncomfortable? ”

Su Ling soothed: "It's okay. ”

She got up and wanted to get out of bed, but was stopped by Jiang Duanchen, "I see that your lips are bloodless, eat something and get out of bed." "I don't know if it's because of that so-called nightmare or what, Jiang Duanchen always feels that Su Ling's body is very weak now.

I don't want her to be wronged.

Su Ling looked at the dazzling sunlight, which was indeed a little dazzling, which made her dizzy, so she obediently lay back on the bed.

The maid took it for breakfast, and Jiang Duanchen took it personally, feeding Su Ling one bite at a time.

It was originally an extremely eye-catching scene, but because of Xue Fei and Sheng Huai'an's scorching eyes, he looked a little uncomfortable.

Su Ling looked at the two of them and said, "If you have anything you want to ask, please ask." ”

Xue Fei hesitated for a moment and said: "Miss Su, don't worry if I speak straight, we are all very confused these days because of your affairs, my son-in-law said that you are dead, but you appear in front of us now, if you are not dead, where have you been in the past few days." ”

Jiang Duanchen was a little angry and wanted to scold, but was stopped by Su Ling.

She shook her head in the face of Jiang Duanchen and answered Xue Fei's question, "I have been waiting for Duan Chen to marry me in the Su family, but I haven't waited for you, and then I asked Master Jiang, and he told me that you came to the imperial city, so I was angry for a few days and still came here." ”

Xue Fei remembered that they did come to the imperial city on the day of the wedding, and it seemed that they never went back since.

"I'm also strange, as soon as I came, I saw my coffin, tablet, and the white silk and mourning paper all over the courtyard, it turned out that Duan Chen had a nightmare, dreaming that I was dead." Su Ling looked at Jiang Duanchen gently and joked to him.

Jiang Duanchen smiled bitterly, he didn't understand why he had such a dream, it was so real.

Sheng Huai'an also asked, "Is it really okay?" Why is your face so bad? ”

Su Ling replied with a smile: "I'm angry with you, who will be happy to see their funeral, and we didn't even have a funeral before the wedding was completed." ”

Seeing that she really didn't have anything to do, everyone accepted this statement.

Jiang Duanchen immediately instructed Xue Fei: "Tear down all those things, and I will make up for the wedding with Ling'er in the near future." ”

"Yes!" Xue Fei said with a smile.

Sheng Huaian said that he would also go to help.

After the two left, Jiang Duanchen looked at Su Ling and asked softly, "Ling'er, I'm sorry, can we make up for the wedding today?" ”

"Okay."

The news of the Prime Minister's Mansion wedding once again spread throughout Shangque City.

When Xiao Heng, who was in the palace, received the news and the invitation, he was also confused.

When I went a few days ago, it was a funeral, why did it become a wedding again, did Jiang Duanchen forget Su Ling so easily?

He squeezed the invitation card tightly in his hand, and then got up angrily.

In any case, he has to teach this kid a lesson for Su Ling.

It was really a mistake for Su Ling to follow him.

"Someone!" Xiao Heng summoned his subordinates.

The servant said respectfully: "What is the matter with Your Highness?" ”

"Bring a few talented people to accompany me to the Prime Minister's Mansion and give our Lord Jiang a big gift." Xiao Heng gritted his teeth and said.

"Yes!"

Xiao Heng's eyes showed a fierce light, now Jiang Duanchen is no longer the prime minister, wouldn't it be easy to do anything to him.

He's going to make him regret his wedding today!