Yiren pushed open the door and came in, looking anxious. "Master, Xiao Shunzi just came to report that Master Wan has passed away."

"How could that be? Didn't we send Doctor Wu?" Nan Yi questioned angrily.

Yiren murmured, "The Divine Physician Wu arrived too late; Master Wan couldn't be saved."

"Why?" Nan Yi was extremely distressed. She clutched her aching chest and staggered backward. "Why, why?"

Why did God treat her like this? Wanqing was such a beautiful, gentle, and kind woman, and she's gone just like that.

"Beautiful women often have short lives; is this fate?"

Wanqing, Wanqing... that once vibrant woman, her gentle smile still vivid in my mind, that one meeting during the day has become a final farewell.

Yinzhen sighed inwardly, waved to Yiren to let her leave, and slowly stepped forward to embrace her, patting her back to comfort her.

"It shouldn't be like this, she's so young," Nan Yi said sadly.

"It's all fate, nothing we can do about it. Don't be too sad. We still have to go to Ninth Brother's residence to pay our respects tomorrow," Yinzhen said softly.

With red eyes, Nan Yi nestled in Fourth Uncle's arms and sobbed, "The dignified Prince Yong of the Qing Dynasty actually believes in fate. I'm so sad, and you're just making fun of me. That's too much."

Yinzhen followed the strands of hair that fell behind her head, his gaze filled with coldness. He did not believe in fate, and his thirteenth brother was still waiting for him to save him.

******

Nan Yi arrived at the familiar place again. She glanced at the gate of the mansion, stepped inside, and suddenly found herself standing in Wan Qing's room.

The curtains in the room were changed to white, and Mingjuan and Mingge knelt in the room, weeping uncontrollably.

Inside the room, beside the bed, Yinzhen held a woman in his arms, his face filled with sorrow, motionless. Nan Yi took a few steps closer, and was horrified to see that the woman in Yinzhen's arms was Wanqing, her eyes tightly closed.

Then, who is the woman in red standing behind Yinzhen?

Upon seeing her arrive, the woman in red turned around, smiled sweetly at her, and stepped out of the house as her skirts fluttered in the wind.

Wanqing, where are you going?

Nan Yi chased after him.

Wanqing, come back, don't go!

Wanqing, dressed in red, walked faster and faster, and Nan Yi almost couldn't keep up.

The scene changed, and she found herself back on the floating bridge where she had stopped countless times before, with Wanqing in red standing by the bridge.

Nan grabbed her arm. "Wanqing, don't go."

Wanqing looked at her with a smile, raised her sleeve and brushed it across her forehead, and Nan felt her mind become much clearer.

However, Wanqing gave her a very familiar feeling, not just ordinary familiarity, but as if the two had known each other for a long time, so long that it transcended time.

She blurted out, "Aman, you look so strange in red."

Fairy Manling smiled, glancing at her red dress. She slowly shook her head and chuckled. With a gentle turn, the red dress vanished, and Manling returned to her original appearance, her figure graceful, her dazzling pale gold brocade flowing fairy dress moving without wind.

"Is this alright?" Manling asked with a smile.

Nan nodded. "Gold suits you better, but... why does your complexion look so bad? Is your spirit damaged?"

Upon hearing this, Manling's eyes darkened slightly. In an instant, she grabbed Nan Yi's hand, summoned a cloud, and the two of them soared into the sky, with the River of Oblivion flowing past beneath their feet.

The scenery changed again, and she and Manling stood in a golden sea of ​​flowers. Manling brushed her fingertips through the flowers and said with a smile, "Qinglian, a lifetime in the mortal world is only a few days in the eyes of the immortals. Don't be sad. She was just a tribulation for me."

Nan Yi was puzzled, "You've already joined the ranks of immortals, why do you still need to undergo tribulations?"

Manling looked up at the vast sea of ​​flowers, and finally fixed her gaze on the majestic Hades Palace in the distance.

For millennia, the underworld was desolate and cold. She was brought here by the golden lotus and nourished by the King of the Underworld's spiritual water every day. She cultivated for ten thousand years, but could never overcome the final hurdle.

Jinlian was angry with her and fought with her. Because she was unintentionally tainted by Jinlian's pure Buddhist energy, she eventually underwent tribulation and became an immortal.

Becoming an immortal does not mean that worldly affairs are over.

She was able to cultivate an immortal body not only because of the grace of the Golden Lotus, but also because of the nourishment of the Underworld King for ten thousand years. This cause and effect must be repaid.

Qinglian was reincarnated, and Hades followed her. The Bodhisattva reminded her that it was time to repay her debt of gratitude. She was reincarnated in accordance with the Bodhisattva's will. It was the simplest way to repay her debt of gratitude, but unfortunately, due to the interference of certain people, she failed.

Manling scattered golden light and entered the sea of ​​flowers to rest.

"Aman~" Nan Yi was jolted awake from her dream. When she opened her eyes, it was already bright outside.

Yiren lifted the curtain and came in, took the hot water from Huan'er's hand, and placed it on the shelf. "Master, you should get up. Today is the third day after Consort Wan's death."

When Wanqing's spirit left Nan Yi's mind, she was a little confused. Was it her imagination? She didn't feel that sad. Strange, why was that?

"By the way, Master, who is Aman? Have you made a new friend?" Yiren took out a handkerchief and helped Nan Yi wash his face.

“Aman, I don’t know him. Don’t you know best whether I have new friends or not?” Nan Yi said calmly.

Yiren was even more puzzled. "You call her name in your dreams, and I heard it clearly from outside, yet I don't recognize her. That's strange."

"Oh, is that so?" She lowered her head and thought for a moment, realizing that she didn't know anyone named Aman. "Perhaps you misheard me."

Upon returning from escorting the coffin, Nan Yi ignored Yin Tang completely. Yin Tang said something, and Nan Yi angrily retorted, "Aisin Gioro Yin Tang, you can't even protect your own woman. You're not a real man."

Yin Tang's expression froze, and he said angrily, "Nan Yi, let me explain."

Nan Yi retorted angrily in a trembling voice, "What's there to explain? The person is already dead. Don't you think it's too late? You didn't cherish him when he was alive, so why are you putting on this act now?"

"How could you say that to me?" Yin Tang was so angry that his heart trembled. "You blame me for Wan Qing's death. You feel sorry for Wan Qing, but you don't feel sorry for me. Did I cause her death? I am a human being too. I am also sad. Have you ever considered my feelings? Tong Nan Yi, you heartless woman, I have treated you with all my heart."

"You've been devoted to me wholeheartedly?" Nan Yi was confused. "Yin Tang, have you got the wrong person?"

Yinzhen's eyelids twitched, and he almost confessed his feelings for her. But then he thought that given Nan Yi's personality, if he dared to say that the person he actually liked had always been her, she might just break off all ties with him.

Today is the day Wanqing's spirit departs from the world. No matter what, he shouldn't say anything inappropriate at this time. Wanqing's spirit in heaven probably won't forgive him.

Why did he get to know Tong Nanyi? The person who was deeply rooted in his heart was his brother's concubine. It was a tragic fate. He knew he shouldn't, but he still wanted to be entangled with her.

My heart is torn apart, yet I know no remorse.

Yin Tang wiped his face, suppressing his heartache, and turned his head to say in a deep voice, "What I mean is, I have been completely sincere to you as a friend. I was indeed negligent in Wan Qing's death, and it was my fault."

Seeing his heartbroken expression, and thinking of Wanqing's passing, he realized he should be the most heartbroken person, and a sense of guilt rose in Nan Yi's heart.

She was angry with him and blamed Ah Tang for not protecting Wan Qing, but being in the royal family meant she had too many things beyond her control and her fate was not in her own hands.