As she spoke, she coughed violently again. This time, she didn't even have the strength to cover her mouth, and blood slowly flowed from her lips.
Seeing her like this, Zhuzhu was terrified and quickly hugged her tightly: "Miss, Miss, you...you're vomiting blood!"
"Zhuzhu, don't be afraid." Bian Yanzhi watched as she tried to force a smile, but ultimately realized she didn't have the strength and gave up.
Zhuzhu gripped her hand tighter, her face flushed red from crying: "Miss, I don't want you to die, I will definitely save you."
"Zhuzhu, could you please go and get my wedding dress for me?" Bian Yanzhi asked softly, looking at Zhuzhu.
Her eyes were starting to glaze over.
Zhuzhu looked at her and subconsciously shook her head: "Miss..."
"Go quickly, okay?" Bian Yanzhi held her hand, her eyes almost pleading.
“This servant…this servant…” Kou’er shook her lips and nodded.
She ultimately didn't say the words of refusal.
She walked towards the wardrobe while looking at Bian Yanzhi.
Seeing Bian Yanzhi's eyes, she really couldn't bear to refuse.
She brought the wedding dress to Bian Yanzhi's side. Bian Yanzhi looked at the wedding dress scattered on the bed and couldn't help but touch it: "Zhuzhu, help me put it on."
Zhuzhu nodded and helped her up, then helped her put on her wedding dress layer by layer.
With her help, Bian Yanzhi walked to the bronze mirror. Looking at herself in the mirror, she nodded with satisfaction: "Zhuzhu, where is my phoenix crown?"
Zhuzhu then walked to the side, picked up an exquisitely carved box, and slowly opened it.
This was built for Bian Yanzhi before the Bian family fell into decline. It was never sold because it was intended to ensure that Bian Yanzhi would have a respectable marriage.
With tears in her eyes, Zhuzhu placed the phoenix crown on Bian Yanzhi's head.
Bian Yanzhi wanted to cough again, but she managed to hold it in.
Gradually, her gaze began to wander and become unfocused.
Zhuzhu's voice slowly faded from her ears.
Cousin Yun, let Yanzhi consider it as her marriage to you since she can wear this wedding dress on your wedding day. In the days to come without Yanzhi, you must live well. Yanzhi really can't hold on any longer. Cousin Yun, if there is an afterlife, Yanzhi will definitely marry you...
"Cousin Yun..." Bian Yanzhi called out softly, and then fell silent.
Zhuzhu rushed forward and hugged her tightly as she fell, crying out, "Miss!"
Unfortunately, her heart-wrenching screams did not disturb the lively atmosphere in front.
Sang Jiang and Sang Ruo were already in the main hall. They did not sit in the main seats, but left them to Sang Hongfu and the First Madam.
The First Madam was unusually quiet today, watching the two of them peacefully as they completed all the procedures with the help of Mama Lin and Cuiping.
Sang Hongfu kept a close eye on her movements, fearing that she might do something she couldn't control herself.
Once the formalities were over, he had Lin Mama and Cuiping take the First Madam back home.
Next, the Third Aunt and Sang Yan entertained Sang Jiang and the others.
Sang Jiang raised an eyebrow slightly as she looked at her third aunt.
Judging from her current state, Sang Hongfu must have been treating her well lately...
Third Concubine, sensing her gaze, dismissed the group of noblewomen who were offering her auspicious words and walked to Sang Jiang's side, curtsying: "This humble woman greets the Imperial Noble Consort, Your Highness."
"Get up." Sang Jiang nodded slightly.
The third concubine stood up, looked at her with a smile, and said, "You two ladies must be tired, please take a seat..."
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