Portable Space: The Divine Doctor, Little Farmer's Girl

Chapter 812 Xue Er Didn't Die
Chapter 812 Xue Er Didn't Die
Gu Yunzhi knelt down all night.

Gu Shi'an was very distressed, and was obviously moved after hearing what the servant said.

"But it's a continuation after all, how can a girl from a good family be willing to marry into the Zhenbei Palace."

If it was before, naturally there is no need to worry about this problem, but now the Zhenbei Palace has no real power.

The servant said: "My lord, from another perspective, the son of the world can do this to the dead, which shows that the son of the world is a person who values ​​love and righteousness. How can the son of the world not have a girl from a good family if he is so affectionate and righteous?" Willing to marry into Zhenbei Wangfu."

"What you said seems to make sense."

Seeing that Gu Shi'an was moved, the servant continued to persuade him: "Continuing to make trouble like this will not only hurt the relationship between you and the prince, but if the prince continues to kneel like this, accidents will happen."

"Don't talk about it, let's accompany me to see Yunzhi."

"Yes, my lord."

With the support of his servants, Gu Shi'an went to see Gu Yunzhi in the flower hall yesterday.

He didn't close his eyes all night, didn't eat a grain of rice, didn't touch a drop of water, Gu Yunzhi's face was pale, and he knelt there, his body crumbling.

Seeing Gu Shi'an coming in, Gu Yunzhi immediately cheered up and pleaded: "My son, I beg my father to make it right."

Seeing Gu Yunzhi's appearance, Gu Shi'an's heart softened completely.

"Come on, quickly help the prince go down to rest and prepare food and water."

The servants rushed in and reached out to help Gu Yunzhi.

"Don't touch me."

Gu Yunzhi tried his best to reprimand the servants around him, and looked at Gu Shi'an persistently.

"If the father does not agree, the minister will continue to kneel."

"Okay, my father promises you, you go to rest first."

"Father, what you said is true."

Gu Yunzhi was half excited, half suspicious, afraid that if he let go of Feng Piaoxue, Feng Piaoxue would be thrown out of Zhenbei Palace.

Seeing his son's suspicious expression, Gu Shi'an waved his hand and ordered: "Come here, prepare a high-quality golden nanmu coffin for Feng Piaoxue to bury."

"Yes, my lord."

The guards of the Zhenbei Palace were very efficient, and within a quarter of an hour, they transported a high-quality golden nanmu coffin to the front hall of the Zhenbei Palace.

Gu Yunzhi personally carried Feng Piaoxue into the golden nanmu coffin, then closed his eyes and passed out.

"Cloud."

"Sir."

Zhenbei Palace was in chaos.

Three days later, the eldest son of the Prince of Zhenbei married his wife, and no invitations were issued widely, but because the bride was a dead person, the wedding was held in the dark, and it was rumored that everyone knew about it.

In the evening of this day, the weather was gloomy and heavy with lead clouds, as if it was going to rain at any moment.

In front of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, half is festive red, and half is deserted white.

In the lobby, Gu Yunzhi was dressed in a bright red wedding dress with flowers on his chest, standing next to a mouthful of high-quality golden nanmu.

The golden nanmu coffin was not covered, and the bride was lying in it with her eyes closed and her face pale.

"The prince of Zhenbei is really an infatuated kind. He is willing to marry the dead when everyone is dead."

"This wedding is eerie, so be cautious."

"If my son marries a dead man, I will definitely break his leg."

In front of the gate of Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, the common people gathered and discussed.

"The auspicious time has come, the bride and groom salute."

The low voices of a group of people were interrupted by the master of ceremonies who presided over the ghost marriage.

"Worship heaven and earth."

When the master of ceremonies fell, Gu Yunzhi stood side by side with the golden nanmu coffin, paying homage to the heaven.

"Two thanks to the high hall."

"Happy husband and wife."

After the husband and wife bowed to each other, Gu Yunzhi turned around and bowed to the golden nanmu coffin, two lines of tears flowed out.

"Xue'er, we are finally husband and wife."

Straightening up, Gu Yunzhi walked to the side of the golden nanmu coffin, and reached in to caress Feng Piaoxue's face that was no longer warm.

Tears slid down and dripped into the coffin.

"Xueer, I miss you so much, Xueer."

"The king of war came to congratulate."

An announcement interrupted Gu Yunzhi's sobs.

Gu Yunzhi raised a pair of tearful eyes, followed the sound and looked out of the lobby, only to see Long Yu and Yan Xiaosi, surrounded by the five dragon guards, striding towards the lobby.

This man killed Xue'er, yet he dared to come to Zhenbei Palace.

Gu Yunzhi gritted his teeth, tightened his hands holding the coffin, and his tearful eyes were instantly flushed red with hatred.

Seeing his appearance, Gu Shi'an said sharply, "Yunzhi, everyone who comes is a guest, so don't be rude."

Today's Zhenbei Palace can't afford to offend War King Longyu at all.

With a tense face, Gu Shi'an got up and walked towards Long Yu, clasped his hands together, and said with a smile: "The King of War, Qiansui, is here, and the little king is far away to welcome him, so it's no wonder that the King of War is Qiansui."

"The king of Zhenbei is free of the ceremony. Gu Shizi is getting married today, and this king is here to have a wedding drink."

Long Yu raised his hand to Gu Shi'an.

"Long Yu, you killed Xue'er, and you still have the face to come to my Zhenbei Palace to have a drink."

Gu Yunzhi couldn't bear it.

"You think that you are a high-ranking king of war, and you can treat others as ants. Xue'er has been with you for so many years and has been loyal to you. You actually killed her. You can't do it, Long Yu."

I came here today to tell Gu Yunzhi the truth, and I don't want Gu Yunzhi to annoy Long Yu.

Yan Xiaosi hastily interrupted him.

"Gu Shizi, don't be impatient, I have something to tell you."

Gu Yunzhi's eyes moved to Yan Xiaosi's body, knowing that Yan Xiaosi was Long Yu's woman, he hated Yan Xiaosi together.

"My son has nothing to say to you."

"But what I want to say is about Miss Xue'er, so Gu Shizi doesn't want to hear it?"

Hearing this, Gu Yunzhi restrained his anger and hatred a little bit, and looked at Yan Xiaosi with hostility.

Yan Xiaosi walked to the golden nanmu coffin, glanced inside, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Gu Yunzhi was so sad that he didn't realize that Feng Piaoxue's face had turned a little bloody.

Three days have passed, and the effect of the medicine has passed.

"Gu Shizi, Miss Xue'er is not dead."

"What did you say?"

When Gu Yunzhi heard this short sentence, his pupils shrank, and he stared at Yan Xiaosi with wide eyes in disbelief.

Yan Xiaosi had no choice but to repeat: "I said, Miss Xueer is not dead, Miss Xueer is a fake death, Miss Xueer has followed my prince for many years, my prince has long regarded Miss Xueer as a relative, three days ago, Miss Xueer suddenly met with My lord said that he would marry you, Gu Shizi, but Gu Shizi is famous, my lord is not at ease betrotting Miss Xueer to Gu Shizi, so I suggested that Miss Xueer take a fake death drug to test Gu Shizi, Congratulations Gu Shizi, you have passed the test."

Gu Yunzhi was surprised and delighted, he couldn't believe his ears.

"You say it again."

His voice was trembling with excitement.

Yan Xiaosi didn't bother to repeat such a long paragraph, so he said: "The effect of the fake death medicine is only three days, and the three days have passed, Miss Xue'er should wake up soon, if Gu Shizi doesn't believe it, go and touch it yourself Feel Miss Xueer's pulse."

(End of this chapter)