After hearing my voice, the whole court went crazy

Chapter 261 Zheng Anning is dead? 1

Chapter 261

Rong Lin took the bead and examined it carefully to see if there was anything fishy.

After all, the elder of the Wu clan said that whoever takes the Wu clan’s treasure will die.

Rong Lin held the snow-colored bead, veins popped on his hands, and his slender fingertips were stained with snow. He asked in a cold voice, "Where is Wu Beiwang?"

At this moment, Rong Lin was as cold as ice, his eyes were like snow, and his brows were slightly furrowed. He was still the indifferent and aloof elegant young man, like a god high above.

Upon hearing this, Mu Yi carried Wu Beiwang, who was recuperating from his injuries, over.

Wu Beiwang fell on Mu Yi's shoulder with a look of despair and gave up struggling and resisting.

Mu Yi threw him on the couch, and seemed to touch his wound. He gasped in pain, grimaced, and his body twitched.

Wu Beiwang was so frightened when he touched the bead in his hand that he almost dropped it on the ground. His face changed drastically. "You, quickly, quickly let go. Don't touch this bead. It has a curse on it."

Rong Lin ignored him, not even looking at him, and said coldly: "Look at Zheng An Ning"

Wu Beiwang only then noticed that Zheng Anning was abnormal, and motioned for Mu Yi to help him over. He examined her carefully, shook his head and said, "I can't help it."

"What happened? Why did she become like this?"

"Woo woo~, the lady just took this bead," Ruyi said in a hoarse voice.

She rushed towards Zheng An Ning, hugged her, tears streaming down her face, her body shaking, "I want to take the young lady home, woooo!"

"Miss, come on, I'll take you home."

“Wait a minute, Ruyi, if your young lady goes back rashly, it will take a few days from here to the capital, and the body will have rotted away. Let’s think of a solution.” Rong Lin hurriedly tried to stop him, subconsciously clenching his fists.

He wanted to snatch Zheng An Ning away, but with what identity?

He is nothing, he is so angry and hateful.

"What should we do then?" Ruyi asked crying.

"Wu Beiwang, do you have any solution?"

"Calm down first, she is not dead, her breath is just weak, like a living dead," Wu Beiwang said hurriedly.

"You can take her back to the capital now so that her family can see her for the last time. If she doesn't wake up, she will never wake up again."

Wu Beiwang's face was still scarred, his eyes were full of regret and complexity. He glanced at the bead in Rong Lin's hand and said, "Did Zheng Anning touch this before he passed out? This is the most precious treasure of my clan. It is rumored that it carries a curse. Anyone who gets it will die quietly, and it carries an unknown power."

Everyone looked at each other in shock.

"Is there any way to wake her up?" Chu Mingze's eyes widened. He suddenly grabbed the gray stick beside him and asked, "Do you have any idea? Do you know what happened to Zheng Anning?"

Hui Changbang shook his head, looking dejected and listless. Tears were streaming down his little face, his white beard twitched, and he kept wiping his tears with his paws.

At this time, Erha came out from outside. No one knew where it had gone or what had happened. It was covered in mud and was dirty.

"Erha, woooo, the lady is dying." Ruyi hugged Erha and burst into tears regardless of how dirty it was.

Erha glared at Rong Lin with his eyes slanted, and patted Ruyi's back with his paws, "Awoo, it's okay, it's okay~"

"Awoo~, don't worry, I will cure her,"

Then it pushed Ruyi away, put a piece of grass in its mouth into Ruyi's hand, and motioned her to give it to Zheng Anning to eat.

Everyone saw a grass in Ruyi's hand. The whole body was crystal clear, like a jade tree, exuding a chill. The leaf tips were oval and the leaves were spread out with blue veins on them, like blue veins. There was a blue bead on the top of the grass.

"Is this Hanzhu grass?" Wu Beiwang exclaimed.

"Hurry up and give it to Zheng An Ning. This herb can maintain Zheng An Ning's vital signs."

Everyone was surprised and delighted when they heard this. "Quick, how do we take it?"

"Crush it into juice and give it to her."

Rong Lin quickly snatched it from Ruyi's hand, carefully took a teacup, and crushed the Hanzhu grass in his hand with his internal force. The jade-colored juice slid down his slender white fingertips, and a dripping sound was heard.

No one dared to make a sound. Their breathing slowed down due to nervousness, and their eyes were fixed on the jade-colored liquid in Rong Lin's hand.

Rong Lin gently pried open Zheng An Ning's chin and poured the juice into it without leaving a drop.

There was no change in Zheng An Ning, except that her face was no longer pale and began to look rosy.

Outside the capital city, there is Qingfeng Temple.

Ziyun lay on the couch, eyes closed, and then opened them as if realizing something. He counted with his fingers and muttered, "It's inevitable! Is this the case?"

Everyone took Zheng An Ning and hurried all the way for six days and six nights. They finally returned to the capital, dusty and exhausted, and went straight to the Zheng Mansion.

Zheng Mansion

Everyone in the Zheng family looked at Zheng An Ning, who was lying on the couch in the center of the hall. She was thin, pale, and had a peaceful expression. She lay there silently, giving people the illusion that she was just sleeping.

Their faces turned pale. They seemed to see her lying in the coffin, tiny and dying, and they were instantly filled with grief.

Wei Jingshu seemed to be unable to stand steadily, and Zheng Yuanshan held her up. She was pale and in tears, murmuring, "How could this happen? How could An An be like this? Didn't they say that she would live a happy life and a long life after she turned ten?"

"What's going on? Why is our An An like this?" Zheng Yunxuan asked in a cold voice, with a murderous look on his face and sharp eyes looking at everyone.

"Wow~, the young lady took some of the witch clan's treasures and now this happened," Ruyi started crying before she could even say anything. She cried day and night during this period of time. Her eyes were red and swollen, and even the baby fat on her face had disappeared.

When she thought of her young lady lying there alone, she wished she could just go with her. She hated it, why was it not her lying there?

"The witch clan's greatest treasure?"

Everyone in the Zheng family exclaimed in surprise.

Wei Wuqi knelt down and kowtowed to Zheng Yuanshan and his wife, saying sadly, "Uncle, aunt, I'm sorry for not being able to take good care of An An."

"Get up, I don't blame you," Wei Jingshu burst into tears, trying hard to hold back her tears. After saying this, she couldn't hold back any longer and rushed towards Zheng An Ning, crying loudly, "Woo~ woo, my An An, why is your life so hard~, it's because your mother didn't protect you well, woo~"

"An An, wake up, don't scare your mother!"

"Get up, the kitchen has made your favorite snacks and dishes today. Woohoo~, if you're not here, Erha will definitely do something wrong."

Zheng Yuanshan stood there without saying a word, as if he had aged ten years, with a sudden touch of snow on his temples. He raised his head desperately, trying to hold back his tears, but his eyes were blurred with tears and he couldn't stop the tears from falling.

His An An has just turned ten and his eleventh birthday is not yet here.

He used to think that Zheng An Ning was naughty, but he was very proud of her. He was also worried that she would be bullied by others outside, and he was also worried that she would bully others. But now it has become like this.

For ten years, they were separated by life and death. During these ten years, they had never met each other. After finally reuniting, they were separated by the Yin and Yang.

"An An, wake up. Your brother hasn't gotten along well with you yet, and hasn't taken you out to play yet," Zheng Yunyu burst into tears immediately. The boy's face wrinkled, he cried breathlessly, and his eyes were red.

"How could this happen? Wan Ning is still in Liangzhou. How could it become like this?"

"An An, wake up......"

For a moment, sadness spread throughout the hall, and the atmosphere was gloomy and gloomy, like a drizzle of rain, cold and desolate.

Even the servants and maids who were waiting on the side began to sob quietly. They suddenly remembered that when the Sixth Miss was around, although life was in chaos, she was full of vitality and made the lives of them, the servants, not seem so miserable.

Moreover, the master of the Zheng Mansion treated them with special kindness, not to mention these young masters and young ladies. They were all polite and courteous, without the arrogance and domineering of those playboys, and never bullied them.

Ziyun came over with big strides, his steps were hurried and messy, he lacked the calmness of the past. There was a hint of worry between his brows and his hair was slightly messy.