"Miss, don't cry... Since the living dead can get things done, there must be some advantages to him! At least you can get things done if you want to!"
Seeing Song Xizhi's tearful face, Granny Wu felt sorry for her and went forward to hug her, wiping away her tears with a handkerchief.
Upon hearing Wu Mama's voice, Song Xizhi snapped back to her senses. She gripped Wu Mama's hand tightly, unwilling to let go.
"No, I'm not sad, I'm happy."
I'm so glad that Heaven has eyes and has given her another chance.
After a long pause, Song Xizhi put on his clothes and said, "I feel very sticky now. Granny, could you help me fetch some water to take a bath? I need to serve tea first thing tomorrow morning."
As she spoke, she climbed over He Jingyan's body and got off the bed.
Before her jade-like feet, shaped like bamboo shoots, even touched the ground, Song Xizhi's legs went weak, and she almost fell to the ground.
She turned her head again and gave the man on the bed a reproachful look.
Granny Wu hurriedly helped her up: "The hot water has been prepared long ago, Miss, this old servant will take you there."
The master and servant helped each other to the small bathroom in the next room, but they did not notice the man sleeping soundly on the wedding bed.
He Jingyan's skin was flushed, and a pink mist spread from his neck to his lower abdomen. The veins on his temples bulged, as if he was enduring something.
At that moment, his slender fingers twitched slightly.
In another bridal chamber of the Marquis's residence, He Yunce, dressed in his wedding attire, suddenly awoke from his bed with a start.
He stared blankly at the bridal chamber before him, lost in thought for a long time, before hurriedly getting off the bed to find the bronze mirror.
Looking at the face that looked thirty years younger, He Yunze's hands trembled.
"I...I've been reborn..."
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