The original funny and funny atmosphere was swept away and transformed into touching warmth and joy.
Everyone was drinking, singing, eating meat and chatting, so happy that even the night seemed to have become gentle.
Shen Qingqing held the palm of the person next to her, looked up at the bright moonlight on the horizon, and said softly: "It would be great if I could always be this happy."
Everyone has found their own happiness and lived their lives peacefully and happily.
There are no monsters, no wars and conspiracies.
How wonderful is this.
Meng Yuan held her hand in his hand and clasped it tightly. His voice was gentler than the moonlight: "Keep on holding on, it's going to be fast. Days like this will come soon."
It's easy to lose track of time when a group of people are making a fuss. By the time the wedding banquet was over, it was already midnight, and Yuan Xudong was finally dragged into the new house by force.
With his wilting state, it would be good if he could complete the wedding process. As for the bridal chamber... he could only do it in his dreams.
When Shen Qingqing and others returned home, Sanbao and Sibao were already asleep, and Dabao and Erbao's eyelids were too drooped to open.
"Dad and godmother, you take Feng'er Yun'er and the others back to your room to sleep first. While Yu'er is sleeping soundly now, I'll get down to business quickly."
Meng Qiyu's lost soul has been floating outside for too long. Even if there is an eight-hole soul-drawing lamp to lead the way, it will take some time to bring it back.
The situation in the capital was uncertain and something could change at any time. She had to resolve the matter as soon as possible to avoid long nights and nightmares.
He and Fang Zhenshan were well aware of the stakes involved. After settling the other three children, they consciously went over to help, making beds, burning incense, lighting lamps, and getting busy inside and outside.
After burning a stick of incense, the soul-inducing formation was set up. Eight oil lamps circled around the soul-inducing lamp, and the bright light illuminated the entire room as bright as day.
"That's basically it. We just need to be careful not to let the lights go out later." Shen Qingqing snuffed out the incense and gathered up the unused talismans.
Meng Yuan nodded, "From tonight onwards, I will sleep in this room. If anything happens, I will inform you as soon as possible."
"No, you're still injured!" Fang Zhenshan rejected his suggestion, "I'll guard it. You and Qingqing have been bumpy on the road for so many days, so take a good rest when you get home."
Shen Qingqing wanted to interject, but before she could open her mouth, He was pushed out, "Be obedient, go back to sleep, leave it to the two of us at night, and you can guard it during the day. We have a clear division of labor."
The two of them couldn't shirk it, so they had to go back to the room and sleep as they were told. At this moment when they didn't know when the accident would happen, the most important thing was to keep their spirits up.
In the next two days, Meng Qiyu was in the same state as when he first fell asleep. He closed his eyes tightly and slept quietly without any reaction to external stimulation.
In the early morning of the third day, Shen Qingqing was sleeping when a rapid knock on the door suddenly sounded outside, "Qingqing, wake up quickly, two lights are out!"
Shen Qingqing jumped up when he heard the sound, not even bothering to put on his clothes, and hurriedly went out to check the situation.
Around the soul-inducing lamp, the two lamps facing due north and northeast were extinguished.
He explained anxiously: "These two lamps were burning well. There was no wind and no one touched them. Suddenly they went out. Was there an accident?"
"Maybe the wandering soul is trapped by something."
"Ah, can I still get it back?"
"Yes." Shen Qingqing replied simply and neatly, took the fire stick from Meng Yuan, and relit the oil lamp.
The flame above the wick jumped twice, then went out quickly before it ignited.
He took a deep breath, and his heart suddenly rose. Although the others did not speak, their faces were very serious.
Shen Qingqing frowned and thought for a moment, then turned around and arranged for Meng Yuan, "Go and get all the talismans in the drawer."
After saying that, he turned around and took down the incense burner placed in the window.
When Meng Yuan brought the soul-calling talisman, Shen Qingqing threw them all into the incense burner and burned them. Then he pulled out a dagger and cut his palm, using blood as a pen to draw a soul-calling talisman on the ashes of the talisman, and finally inserted three soul-drawing incense sticks.
, placed between two extinguished oil lamps.
After waiting for a moment, when the incense thread gradually drifted away, Shen Qingqing picked up the fire stick again and lit two oil lamps.
This time the oil lamp ignited smoothly and did not go out.
Mr. He held his chest and let out a long breath, "Thank God, it finally lit up."
Shen Qingqing also exhaled, "From now on, I will keep an eye on the incense sticks in the incense burner and refill them as soon as possible after burning them. There should be no more problems."
*
At the same time, Beijing.
A sleeping boy suddenly woke up from his bed, screamed and fell down twitching.
The maid who was keeping watch at night was startled by this unexpected situation, and after she recovered her senses, she quickly ran out to call for help.
Not long after, a middle-aged woman elegantly dressed hurriedly ran in, followed by a group of royal doctors carrying medicine boxes.
One by one, the imperial doctors came forward to check the pulse, and one after another came out shaking their heads. About ten of them were among the best in Daqi's medical skills, but no one could find out the cause of the disease.
What did the woman think of, her face became extremely gloomy, and the anger boiled in her heart but she did not show it. She waved her sleeves to drive away all the imperial doctors. After the dormitory was completely quiet, she raised her hand and called the aunt who was waiting beside her, "Go and get the Imperial Master."
Invite people."
Mammy was very quick on her feet, and soon she brought a middle-aged man wearing a black robe with wide sleeves and a short beard.
The man entered the dormitory and raised his sleeves to salute. Before he could do anything, the woman stopped him and said, "I don't need to bow to you. Come over and see what's going on with your new son."
The man followed the instructions and stepped forward to check on the unconscious young man. Before he could get closer, he caught a glimpse of the young man's dejected look, and his heart suddenly sank.
There was a pair of eyes staring at him, but he didn't dare to show it, so he had to pretend to be calm and continue the inspection. First, he looked at the face, and then at the bottom of the eyes, and the cause was basically determined.
I have lost my soul.
What was lost was the soul that he forcibly replaced four years ago.
The man's throat was a little dry, so he steeled himself and asked the disciple standing by the door: "Where is that little bastard Si Yu? I've been looking for something for half a year and it's still missing. Does he still want to live?"
The disciple answered tremblingly: "Senior Brother sent me a letter a few days ago, saying that he will be back soon. It should only happen in the next few days."
"What about that thing? Did you get it back?" the man continued to ask.
The disciple looked increasingly nervous, "Okay, it seems not."
"Trash!" the man cursed angrily, clenching his back molars.
At this time, the woman who had been silent for a long time spoke: "The most important thing now is to rescue the new son, and put all other things to later. Master, do you understand?"
The man tightened his palms and said yes respectfully, and then told the disciple: "Sicheng, go and get my soul-summoning flag."
Now that the soul has left the body not long ago, there may be a chance to recover. This chapter has been completed!