Jiang Niannian naturally didn't believe what Shen Yu said. According to Yin Buqi's personality, if he woke up, he would definitely come to her and accompany her first.

She tried to contact Yin Buqi using Feishu, but received no response.

Jiang Niannian frowned: "Take me to find him."

Shen Yu said: "Drink the medicine first."

Jiang Niannian drank the medicine in the bowl in one breath, and her brows furrowed even more tightly: "Why is this medicine so bitter!"

"Good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease. You are useless if you can't even bear such a little bitterness." Shen Yu sneered but took out a bag of candied dates from his sleeve and threw it over.

Jiang Niannian was startled, then she picked up a pill and put it in her mouth. The bitter taste was immediately replaced by sweetness. She said, "Thank you, Shen Yu... Take me to find Buqi."

Shen Yu looked a little unhappy, "Is he the only one you can see in your eyes?"

His voice was too soft and Jiang Niannian was thinking about something so she didn't hear it clearly.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing." Shen Yu took a breath, his expression slightly softened, and he said sarcastically, "Come on, I'll take you there. He might be so happy now that he doesn't want to leave."

The two walked out the door.

A bright moon hung in the sky, and its moonlight sprinkled on the exquisite eaves and corridors.

The pillars around the room were not made of ordinary wood, but fine white jade, which matched the moonlight and provided sufficient illumination without the need for lamps.

Jiang Niannian had only taken a few steps when she saw two dark figures sitting on the ground crying in the corridor in front of her.

One is Jiang Ziyu, and the other is a coal ball transformed into a human form.

They are like two children abandoned by the world.

"Master..."

"spouse……"

The silent sorrow weighed on Jiang Niannian's shoulders like a heavy iron.

The misery made her want to vent and scream, but when she opened her mouth, only low sobs came out.

Tears overflowed and rolled down my eyelashes.

She couldn't do anything. She couldn't even bring back the bodies of Wen Shili and Yin Ci.

Although she had only known them for a short time, she suddenly felt that she couldn't bear to leave them.

Shen Yu said: "You cry so ugly."

Jiang Niannian retorted without hesitation: "Can't you say something nice? Your mouth stinks."

"Yes, it's my foul mouth that makes you feel extremely disappointed, okay?"

Jiang Niannian ignored him, wiped her tears, walked over and sat down next to them.

"I want...my master..." Jiang Ziyu covered his mouth to prevent the sobs from overflowing from his throat, but his tears kept flowing.

Coal Ball also cried.

He was not sad because of Yin Ci's death. He thought that one day when he could return to the underworld, he could go find Yin Ci. He cried only because he didn't know how to go back.

But this silly child didn't know that Yin Ci's soul was also blown to pieces and turned into ashes.

There are two things in this world that are unbearable: the cough caused by a cold and the crying that hurts your heart.

Jiang Niannian sat with them silently for a while.

When she recalled Yin Buqi's irrational cry that day, her heart suddenly felt as if stabbed by something, and the pain was so severe that she couldn't breathe.

He finally let go of the past and accepted Yin Ci in his heart.

But Yin Ci died to save them.

There has never been a moment when Jiang Niannian hoped more than now that all this was just a dream and that everyone was living well.

There was never a moment when I hoped that Yin Buqi would stop showing that look of fragility and despair.

It was clearly a melodramatic romance novel, why has it become so sad now!

She even began to wonder if it was a mistake from the very beginning, from the moment she entered this book.

"How long are you going to stay?" Shen Yu scratched his ears, a little impatient: "If you don't leave now, the party will be over."

"Let's go." Jiang Niannian sighed and stood up.

If she didn't give up, he must be very sad now, so she should go and accompany him.

Temple of the Gods.

The dinner party was going on, with singing and dancing, and it was very lively.

"There is a banquet going on in the front hall right now. You, an outsider, cannot go in. This is the back hall. The servants come in from here to serve the food." Shen Yu said, "You can see what is going on in the front hall from here. You stay here. I'm leaving now."

Jiang Niannian nodded: "Okay."

Jiang Niannian looked up.

Yin Buqi was sitting in the most prominent position at the banquet, wearing a black robe with gold threads, and his long black hair was slowly tied up by an exquisitely crafted hairpin. His face was cold, and his unique red eyes looked at the scene in front of him calmly, with imperceptible impatience and boredom between his brows.

The moon is surrounded by stars.

Noble and extraordinary.

Jiang Niannian's expression paused slightly.

Next to him sat a woman.

Her eyebrows and eyes are raised, she is like a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water, with unparalleled grace and beauty.

She was wearing a black brocade dress with only a few flowers embroidered with gold thread on the hem and cuffs. Sitting next to her, she and Yin Buqi looked like a pair of beautiful lovers.

"No, you are seriously injured and haven't recovered yet, how can you not eat something?"

The voice was so sweet that even she, a woman, felt her ears slightly warm after hearing it.

Jiang Niannian looked a little unhappy.

Don’t give up?

Why are you calling me so affectionately?

The woman said as she picked up a piece of fish with her chopsticks and passed it to Yin Buqi's mouth, "This is what I cooked for you personally. Try it."

Yin Buqi frowned, his red eyes filled with coldness.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, and froze for a moment. Then, he opened his mouth to take the fish from the chopsticks and said calmly, "Goddess, you have great cooking skills."

Jiang Niannian's smile froze on her face.

Hu Feishuang smiled brightly when she heard this: "If you like it, I will cook it for you every day in the future. You should know that not everyone has the opportunity to taste my cooking skills."

Then, Yin Buqi's voice came: "Hmm."

"Oh——" A kindly voice came from the front hall.

"Young Master Qingqiu and the Goddess of Qingqiu are a perfect match, a match made in heaven!"

“Beautiful scenery, good wine and beautiful people!”

"Young Master, when you two get married, our Qingqiu bloodline can continue!"

…

The laughter from the front hall echoed in Jiang Niannian's mind, buzzing. She clutched her clothes tightly around her chest and was unable to speak for a moment.