Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Fu Yufeng also hurriedly got up and reached out to help Fu Yuyong, who was still sitting on the ground. The brothers supported each other, their steps somewhat hurried.

They hurried out of the room, and as soon as they turned the corner of the moon gate in the courtyard, they saw Lin Lang carrying the young Zhiling in his arms, and steadily supporting the swaying Fuyu Xue with his other hand, already stepping into the courtyard.

Fu Yu Xue's face was streaked with tears. She looked anxiously at Fu Yu Long, who was approaching her with tears in his eyes, but her steps were slow because her legs were weak.

“Brother!” Fu Yu Xue couldn’t help but cry when she saw her elder brother Fu Yu Long, whom she hadn’t seen for only a few years, whose hair had turned much whiter than when he was only in his thirties.

"Sister!" Fu Yulong, dressed in the official robes of the Minister of Agriculture, tears still streaming down his face, grabbed Fu Yuxue's other hand, his voice choked with sobs, "You're finally back... Mother... Mother is about to collapse..."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yuxue's body jolted violently, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

Her tears welled up again instantly, and she couldn't help but cry out, "Mother...which room is Mother in? Quickly...quickly take me to see our mother...sob sob..."

The five brothers of Fu Yu Xiao Wu rushed forward, weeping. When they saw their younger sister Fu Yu Xue and their niece Xiao Zhi Ling, they were both surprised and delighted, but at the same time, they were overcome with grief because they had come to mourn.

"younger sister!"

"Little sister!"

"Sister!"

All the brothers were in tears, their deep kinship evident in their expressions.

Fu Yuxue saw her five brothers whom she hadn't seen for many years. Her gaze swept over everyone, and tears streamed down her face. Her voice trembled as she greeted them, "Second brother, third brother, fourth brother, fifth brother, sixth brother!"

"Sigh..." The brothers all wiped away their tears and echoed.

In an instant, Fu Yuxue's cries and the suppressed sighs of her brothers filled the entire courtyard, adding a chilling sense of desolation to the mansion where a funeral had just taken place.

"We mustn't break the rules, quickly pay your respects!" The eldest brother, Fuyu Long, hurriedly led his younger brothers to respectfully bow to Lin Lang: "Greetings to the Emperor of Shanghai, Consort Ya, and Princess Zhiling!"

The brothers quickly composed themselves and bowed respectfully: "Greetings to the Emperor of Shanghai, Consort Ya, and Princess Zhiling!"

Lin Lang, holding Xiao Zhiling, said, "Brothers, there's no need for formalities. Quickly, take me and Consort Ya to see our seriously ill mother-in-law!"

Fuyu Long forced back his tears and quickly led the way, saying, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please!"

The maid Qingdai went up to help Fuyu Xue, and they stumbled and rushed towards their mother's room, crying out, "Mother! Mother, Xue'er has come back to see you!"

Lin Lang quickly followed. Little Zhiling in his arms seemed to sense the adults' sadness. Her little brows were furrowed, and her little hands tightly gripped Lin Lang's clothes. She didn't cry or fuss, but just stared blankly at the chaotic and sad scene in front of her with her round eyes.

Fu Yuxiao and his brothers hurried to catch up, their footsteps hurried and anxious, fearing that if they walked too slowly, their terminally ill mother would pass away.

After entering the room, Fu Yuxue staggered and rushed to her mother's bedside.

She reached out her hand tremblingly, her fingertips barely touching the coolness of Eun's cheek before flinching as if burned, then pressed it tightly against her, greedily absorbing the faint warmth in her palm.

"Mother...Mother!" Her cries were like a taut string, hoarse and broken, her tears falling onto the quilt.

"Mother, open your eyes and look at me! It's me, Xue'er! Your most beloved little daughter has come back to see you! Waaaaah..."

Fu Yuxue leaned down and pressed her face against her mother's shoulder, sobbing, "Mother, on the day I got married, you were still smiling as you helped me with my makeup and dressing up. How come Father passed away in just over three years, and you've become so ill too?"

Her fingers traced her mother's thin face again and again, her voice filled with regret and sobs, "It's my fault for being unfilial, it's my fault for coming back too late... Mother... Waaah..."

Seeing her mother crying so sadly, Xiao Zhiling also pouted and hugged Lin Lang's neck, crying as well.

Seeing that their mother's life was coming to an end and she was unlikely to make it through the day, the eldest brother, Fu Yulong, along with his brothers, knelt down in front of their mother's bedside, weeping uncontrollably.

“Sister…” Fu Yulong, who was kneeling at the front, finally couldn’t help but speak, his voice choked with sobs and almost broken into pieces, “Mother contracted tuberculosis two years ago. Afraid that you would worry in Chang’an, she always told you in her letters that she was healthy.”

"After our father passed away, Mother was so heartbroken that she lost her appetite, and her tuberculosis worsened. She coughed so much that she couldn't sleep all night, and she even coughed up blood... Waaah..."

Fu Yuxue turned back crying, her vision blurred by tears. She looked at her brothers kneeling in front of the bed, then looked down at her mother's lifeless face. Her heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand, the pain making it hard for her to breathe.

She hugged her mother tightly again, whom she hadn't seen for many years, buried her face in the blankets, and her sobs changed from suppressed whimpers to heart-wrenching cries. Her shoulders trembled violently, causing the hospital bed to shake slightly.

"Mother, why didn't you tell your daughter you were sick?"

"I can summon the best imperial physicians back to Luoyang to treat your illness, I can brew medicine for you... Mother... wake up, Mother, open your eyes and scold me, please don't just lie here like this, please don't ignore Xue'er..."

"Woooooooo..."

Fu Yuxue held Eun's hand tightly; that hand was as cold as jade, and her knuckles were particularly prominent due to her thinness.

When she cried so hard that she was almost exhausted, she could only lean against the edge of the bed and call out "Mother" over and over again, her voice as weak as a catkin in the wind.

Just then, a miraculous scene unfolded, or perhaps it was a final burst of energy before death.

Eun, who had been unconscious with her eyelashes tightly closed, suddenly had a single, cloudy tear well up from the corner of her eye and slowly slide down the wrinkles around her eye.

Immediately afterwards, the fingertips of her hand, which was being held by her daughter, twitched very slightly, as if in response to her daughter's heartbroken call.

Sensing her mother's faint response, Fu Yuxue's fingertips trembled violently, her crying stopped abruptly, and she even held her breath for a moment.

She gently shook her mother's arm, her voice choked with disbelief: "Mother...did you hear me? Mother! Open your eyes and look at your daughter!"

Upon hearing the sound, the Fuyu Long brothers, who were kneeling in front of the bed, moved forward half a foot, their knees scraping against the blue bricks with a soft, crackling sound.

Their eyes were fixed on their mother, Eun-shi's, face, forgetting to wipe away their tears, waiting expectantly for those eyes to open again.

The next second, En's eyelashes really trembled, as if she had used all her strength to slowly open them a crack.

Her cloudy gaze swept across the bedside, finally settling on Fu Yuxue's face, where it suddenly froze.

Her eyes slowly reddened, and murky tears streamed down her wrinkles. Her chapped lips moved a few times, and a faint gasp escaped her throat, but she couldn't utter a single word.

But the look in her eyes as she looked at her daughter clearly showed relief and satisfaction, as if the worries that had weighed on her heart for many years had finally been put to rest at this moment.

Judging from the subtle expressions on Eun's face, she had no regrets in dying because she was able to see her daughter one last time before she passed away.

"Mother! Mother, you're awake!" Fu Yuxue could no longer hold back, gently cupping her mother's face in her hands, tears streaming down her face. "Mother, Xue'er has come back to see you..."

The six Fuyu Long brothers also lost control of their emotions, choking out "Mother" as they cried, their sobs filled with a trembling mix of joy and sorrow.

The only sound in the room was the intermittent sobbing, and even the air felt bittersweet.

Startled by the mournful cries filling the room, Xiao Zhiling clung tightly to Lin Lang's neck, crying along with her mother and uncles, which made Lin Lang's heart clench.

Lin Lang stood to the side, holding Xiao Zhiling, watching this scene of life and death separation, his brows furrowed.

He stepped forward, and said in a deep voice with some reluctance, "My beloved concubine, please stop crying. Please step aside. I will use my magic to extend your mother's life; I am sure I can cure her instantly."

Fu Yuxue suddenly raised her head, her eyes instantly blazing with light.

She hurriedly took Xiao Zhiling from Lin Lang's arms, held her tightly in her embrace, and said to Lin Lang in a sobbing voice, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your great kindness! Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving my mother! I will be grateful for Your Majesty's kindness for the rest of my life!"

Fu Yulong and his brothers quickly followed suit, their voices unified and filled with gratitude: "Thank you, Your Majesty! Please, Your Majesty, save our mother!"

Lin Lang waved his hand, signaling everyone to stand up and make way.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly walked to the bedside, triggered the [Hand of Healing] skill, and a layer of soft white light slowly gathered in his palm, gently covering En's chest.

The white light seeped into Enshi's clothes, and her originally weak breathing gradually calmed down, and the ashen look on her face faded a bit.

Fu Yuxue stood to the side holding Xiao Zhiling, her eyes fixed on her mother. She held her daughter tightly in her arms, even her breathing became soft, as if afraid of disturbing this hard-won life.

Little Zhiling looked at her grandmother with a half-understanding, gently patted Fuyu Xue's shoulder, and said in a childish voice, "Mother, don't cry, Father will definitely be able to cure Grandma!"

Seeing her daughter so well-behaved, Fu Yuxue nodded with tears in her eyes.

The six Fuyu brothers stood frozen in place, their eyes wide open as if about to burst, forgetting even to breathe.

They stared at the soft white light in Lin Lang's palm as if it were some kind of fantastical tale.

Ordinary people don't have the ability to manipulate halos like this.

This isn't just medical skill; it's practically a divine technique from legend!

The brothers instinctively moved forward, their eyes fixed on their mother, Enshi, their fingertips trembling slightly.

The next second, their pupils contracted sharply, and their faces showed even greater shock.

Enshi's originally ashen face visibly lost its deathly pallor and slowly regained a healthy rosy glow.

The sunken skin on her cheeks seemed to be revitalized, gradually becoming fuller and firmer.

Even her lips, which had been as dry and cracked as withered tree bark, gradually became moist and rosy, with a natural sheen.

Even more unbelievable is that Enshi's withered and emaciated hands are gradually changing.

Her originally withered knuckles slowly stretched out, and the brown spots on the back of her hands gradually faded as if washed away by water, eventually revealing fair and delicate skin, with even the veins showing a healthy light blue hue.