The head of the Qi family and others have all checked Han Yun. They all knew that Han Yun was dead, but they did not say anything because the two girls, Fairy Xuanyi and Qi Xiaoyu, were standing in front of Han Yun's bed with their arms akimbo.
, looking at everyone angrily.
Han Yun is obviously not dead and will wake up, but these people all say that he is dead, which is unbearable!
No one could bear to attack them anymore, so they didn't speak any more. The atmosphere in the bedroom suddenly fell into a dead silence.
At this time, someone else came in from outside the door, it was Zhao Long in silver armor.
Zhao Long originally searched for the Loulan Army overnight. After the cavalry found him, he did not have time to assemble the Zhenbei Army scattered somewhere, so he came back with that small team.
After Zhao Long walked into the room and saw the room full of big shots, his heart skipped a beat and he asked with an ugly face,
"Is this news true?"
"not real."
Qi Xiaoyu said immediately,
"Han Yun just temporarily lost his vitality. He will wake up, he said so."
Zhao Long was startled when he heard this and asked,
"Then when I came, why did I see that the whole city was deserted, and even the military camps were hung with white cloths? There were also many soldiers wearing white scarves on their heads. What was going on?"
"I asked them to do it."
Behind him, Nie Ze's voice came.
Nie Ze didn't sleep all night, he looked tired and still had a look of sadness on his face.
Qi Xiaoyu was very anxious when he saw this and asked,
"The person is not dead yet, why are you in such a hurry to hold a funeral?"
Nie Ze glanced at her and sighed,
"Madam, I understand how you feel, but people cannot be resurrected after death. I am sorry for the change. You are in a sad mood and have no time to take care of Zhenbei Hou's death. I can only do it for you.
Zhenbei Hou is our hero in Dachuan and the patron saint of Yumen Pass. He died to protect us and should have a glorious funeral.
All the soldiers and people in the city are protected by him, and they should also wear sackcloth and mourn for him and see him off on his last journey."
Having said this, the old general couldn't help himself, tears shed from the corners of his eyes, and he said sadly,
"Poor Zhenbei Hou, he was young and should have enjoyed a great time, but God did not open his eyes and let him die young.
Heaven is jealous of talented people, Heaven is jealous of talented people!"
Fairy Qi Xiaoyu and Xuanyi were so angry that they wanted to tear his mouth apart.
Nie Ze sighed,
"Madam, it's better to arrange for someone to tailor-make the shrouds, burial clothes, and coffin for the Marquis as soon as possible."
Qi Xiaoyu and Fairy Xuanyi stood beside Han Yun's bed with their arms crossed. No one could get past them and touch Han Yun.
"Hey, sister, don't run so fast, don't go there, come back quickly!"
Suddenly, the cry of Xiner's maid Qiu Xi came from outside the bedroom.
Then, there was the sound of running. The maids outside the bedroom wanted to stop Xin'er, but they couldn't. Xin'er rushed into the bedroom.
"Why are there so many people in Xiner's bedroom?"
Xiao Yuxin opened her eyes wide and looked curiously, suddenly having a bad feeling in her heart.
"Xin'er, why are you here? Go and study quickly."
Qi Xiaoyu walked over, took Xiao Yuxin's hand and walked out.
"If Xin'er doesn't go, has something happened to my brother? Xin'er wants to see my brother. You are all bad people. You all lied to Xin'er. Xin'er just heard the other sisters crying secretly."
She was still young and very insecure. She slept in the same room with Han Yunqi Xiaoyu every night. Last night, she was suddenly taken to another room to sleep by the maid. She was very smart and vaguely guessed something bad happened.
So she ignored the maid's obstruction and ran to the bedroom. She must see with her own eyes what happened.
After listening to Xin'er's words, Qi Xiaoyu glared at Qiu Xi fiercely and shouted,
"Why are you crying? The Marquis is not dead yet. I asked you to take good care of her. You can't even do such a small thing!"
Seeing that the always kind lady was angry, the two maids Qiu Xi and Xiaoman were so frightened that they quickly knelt down to apologize.
When they heard that the Marquis was dead, the maids were all heartbroken. After all, the Marquis and his wife had been very good to them during these days, allowing them to live a good life that they had never dared to imagine before.
Xiao Yuxin broke away from Qi Xiaoyu's hand, ran to Han Yun's bedside, jumped up on the bed, and then shook Han Yun hard,
"Brother, wake up, brother, wake up quickly, you haven't seen Xin'er for two days, wake up, wu wu... Brother, don't die, you don't want to die..."
Xiao Yuxin cried, turned around, and asked Fairy Xuanyi, crying,
"Aunt, aunt, aunt, my brother is not dead, right? Wow, Xin'er misses her aunt so much..."
The sad cry of the child made everyone feel sad and couldn't bear to look sideways.
"He's not dead. He'll wake up soon."
Fairy Xuanyi comforted Xiao Yuxin and reached out to hug her, but Xiao Yuxin twisted her body hard to prevent her from hugging her. Then she grabbed Han Yun's hand and shook it wildly.
"Brother, wake up, Xin'er can't live without you, who will protect Xin'er... Wuwu...
Huh? Why is my brother so dirty? Xin'er wants to give him a bath."
Xiao Yuxin let go of Han Yun's hand and saw that her hands were covered with dirt from rubbing. She wiped her tears and went down to get water.
"Wait a moment."
Qi Xiaoyu came over, hugged her, and looked at the white marks on Han Yun's hand that were rubbed out in confusion.
"Didn't I clean him last night? Why is he still so dirty?"
Just as she was speaking, a lot of black dirt emerged from the pores on Han Yun's body at a speed visible to the naked eye, accompanied by a strong stench.
"Huh? What's going on? How can a person still drain and remove dirt after death?"
An elder from the Qi family said in confusion.
Qi Xiaoyu immediately grabbed Han Yun's wrist, and then shouted with ecstasy on his face
"His body has regained its temperature and he has a pulse."
"What? How is that possible?"
Everyone was extremely surprised and gathered around him.
I saw Qi Xiaoyu staring at Han Yun's face, nodded, and said,
"Hmm... um... ok, I understand."
Then she turned around and shouted,
"Qiu Xi, go prepare the bath water and bring the bucket in."
The maid obeyed the order and immediately went to prepare boiling water.
Han Yun was lying on the bed, dirt was still coming out of his body, and even black blood started to flow out of his seven orifices.
The whole room smelled terrible.
But despite this, his vitality became more and more powerful, and everyone felt the majestic pressure of the aura.
After another half an hour, Xiao Yuxin couldn't wait any longer and shouted in a cute voice,
"Brother, wake up quickly."
In an instant, Han Yun opened his eyes, and a dazzling golden light burst out from his eyes.
"Huh? What's going on? Are you really alive?"
Nie Ze's eyes widened in disbelief.
Han Yun slowly sat up, turned to look at him, and said expressionlessly,
"I heard that you tell people everywhere that I am dead?"