The Eternal Beauty of the City of Wealth

Fourth Brother, Yang Xuan looked at this familiar face in the air and murmured in his heart.

Suddenly, with a dull thud, her little baby fell straight to the ground, twitching violently.

Ah! Yang Xuan screamed: "Son!"

She hurried forward to help him up, but her hands could not reach her son's body.

So she shouted to the sky, "Handsome messenger! Come, help me!"

The messenger didn't move. Yang Xuan got angry when he saw that he didn't move, so he shouted, "Are you deaf? Didn't you hear me?"

The messenger shook his head and said helplessly: "It's useless. Your wish is to come to your funeral. There is nothing else I can do."

Yang Xuan said angrily: "You can't do it either!"

The messenger shook his head and said, "No, I am just a messenger of good fortune. My mission is to help you fulfill the seven wishes you requested."

"Then I will send you to an ancient city to enjoy happiness. Anything else is beyond my responsibility. I'm sorry, I can't do anything about it!"

The messenger spread his hands and shrugged.

"Well, what should I do? Oh, I have a space. There is a medical room in my space that can save my son."

So, Yang Xuan excitedly muttered to himself, "Enter the space!"

There was no response. She shouted three times but still couldn't get in.

Yang Xuan asked him in panic, "Handsome Messenger, why can't I enter this space?"

The messenger said helplessly: "Because your space was brought back to ancient times for use, it is not usable now."

Ahhhhhhhh! Yang Xuan’s hands were flailing in the air, his body flying all over the mourning hall.

What are they doing? How can they not see what's happening here?

Yang Xuan looked at his descendants who were guarding the body, and saw that they all had their heads bowed and their eyes closed.

Some of them were lying on the ground snoring, while others were coughing and tilting their heads.

Yang Xuan was furious and immediately rushed to them, kicking and cursing them madly.

But her children and grandchildren did not react at all and continued to sleep.

One of the fat men scratched his head, turned over, and went back to sleep.

Yang Xuan became even angrier, and she raised her beautiful legs and kicked him on the fat butt, but there was still no reaction.

Just when she was feeling helpless with anger, the sky had already begun to brighten slightly, and the eastern sky was quietly showing a fish belly white.

Suddenly, the door was gently pushed open with a creak, and her eldest son's grandson walked in with heavy steps.

After entering the door, he saw the old man lying on the ground at a glance. He hurriedly walked up to him, shook the old man's arm and shouted loudly: "Fourth Grandpa! Fourth Grandpa! Fourth Grandpa, wake up, wake up!"

After he shouted like this, everyone in the room was awakened: "What's wrong? What happened? What happened?"

Everyone got up from the ground in a daze and hurried over here.

When the great-grandson saw that everyone was awake, he hurriedly shouted, "Fourth Grandpa has fainted! Quick, hurry to the hospital!"

Good, good! Everyone started moving quickly.

Soon, Xiao Si'er was carried into the car and drove quickly towards the hospital.

Yang Xuan floated in the air and followed anxiously. The messenger shook his head helplessly and had to follow her.

In the emergency room of the hospital, Yang Xuan anxiously watched the medical staff use all kinds of instruments and medicines on his son.

But in the end, he failed to save his son's life.

Yang Xuan beat her chest heartbreakingly and cried loudly, but she didn't shed a single tear.

My son, it was your mother who killed you, ah…ah…wuuuu…but no one heard her crying, and no one saw it.

Yang Xuan lay on his son, heartbroken, and beat his body hard: "Son, Fourth Brother, wake up! Wake up quickly! Wuuwuwu, wuuwuwuwu..."

The messenger sighed, shook his head, and said, "Don't be sad, this is all time and fate!"

Yang Xuan stopped crying and turned around abruptly, staring at the messenger with bloodshot eyes: "Can I take the fourth brother with me?"

After hearing this, the messenger hurriedly said, "I can't make the decision on this. I have to go back to the underworld and ask King Yama!"

Yang Xuan stood up abruptly, grabbed the messenger's hand and said, "Okay, quickly, take me to see Lord Yan!"

The messenger looked at her in confusion: "You don't want to attend your funeral?"

Yang Xuan waved his hands impatiently: "No need to watch it anymore, take me there quickly!"

All right. Then the messenger tapped her brow lightly, and immediately the two of them disappeared.