"Ye can make you forget him, even if you use poison, Ye will not hesitate to do it!"
Yu Wenlie said as if he had made up his mind.
Ning Huan shook his head and said with conviction: "Impossible."
I will remember him, and in this life, no matter how others try to make me forget him, I will definitely remember him!
Yu Wenlie, don't go on like this, what's the point of being obsessed with obsession like this?
” Once in the soul, how can it be forgotten?
Perhaps, to forget, is to die.
But she thought, even if she died, she couldn't forget him, Baili Xuanyuan.
The name "Baili Xuanyuan" will also become the greatest tenderness in her life.
"You don't have to worry about the master's affairs!"
Yu Wenlie didn't want to hear Ning Huan say these words of refusal, and the anger in his eyes was even worse.
Ning Huan was helpless, and wanted to bypass Yu Wenlie and enter the medicine house, but at this time, another funeral procession passed by on the street.
Yu Wenlie didn't feel anything, he had seen a lot of dead people, but when he turned to Ning Huan, he found that Ning Huan's gaze seemed to have been falling on the coffin.
"What's wrong?"
Yu Wenlie saw that Ning Huan seemed to have an idea, so he asked.
Ning Huan ignored Yu Wenlie, but stepped forward to stop the funeral procession.
"Stop!"
Ning Huan said coldly.
"Where did the girl come from?
Get out of the way!
My sister-in-law is going to the funeral, don't get in the way, miss the hour!
The funeral procession stopped, and a young man wearing linen and filial piety who walked in front said displeased.
Ning Huan frowned, and said coldly: "Put the coffin down!"
” "You......
What the hell are you going to do?
The boy shouted at a loud voice, and immediately turned around and went to the back to look for the men who were carrying the coffin and walking by the coffin.
Ning Huan didn't say anything more, just followed the young man towards the coffin.
"Girl, what the hell are you going to do?"
A man with red eyes stood up and looked at Ning Huandao.
"People are not dead, why should they be buried?"
Ning Huan just frowned and stared at the man.
"Not dead?"
The man was stunned for a moment and muttered, "Not dead?"
Is it really not dead?
Girl, you're not kidding, are you?
My lady had a difficult birth, and the doctor said that she had lost her breath!
” "Put the coffin down and open it!"
Ning Huan coldly commanded.
The man was frightened by Ning Huan's tone for a while, but he reacted immediately, and immediately shouted to the person carrying the coffin behind him: "Put it down, put it down, put it down!"
” The coffin fell to the ground, and Ning Huan walked over and pushed the coffin away.
Then, I saw a pregnant woman sweating profusely, breathing weakly, and as soon as the coffin lid was opened, the woman was gulping in on the fresh air.
"Lady......
Lady......"
The man shouted excitedly, and was busy going to the coffin to help his own lady.
"Don't touch her!"
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Ning Huan hurriedly shouted, and then ordered, "Let everyone turn their backs to here, surround the coffin, you take a few people to fetch some hot water, prepare towels, scissors, clothes, and then boil some ginseng soup, and send it immediately!"
” "Okay, I'll go right away!"
As the man spoke, he immediately ordered a few people to surround the coffin, and then took a few people to prepare what Ning Huan said.
Ning Huan held on to the edge of the coffin, and when she saw that there was still some space on the side of the coffin, she stepped into the coffin.
In the distance, Yu Wenlie and others also saw the situation here, so they also came over and asked people to help guard the coffin.