The Little Lucky Girl.

The Su family was shrouded in grief, and everyone's face was filled with sorrow! Everyone's eyes were red and swollen from crying. Uncle Su arranged his niece's funeral with a grieving heart, sending the housekeeper to select a fine golden nanmu coffin. The Su family had already hung a white silk coffin, and the village chief couldn't help crying!

The body was kept for three days, and people from all the villages in Yun'an County came spontaneously to pay their respects and see the princess for the last time!

Villagers from other villages in Yun'an County also came to Sujia Village in plain clothes to pay their respects! Suddenly, groups of villagers flocked toward Sujia Village! They trudged to the Su family home, each offering incense sticks to the princess! Some even presented fresh flowers they had picked themselves! Everyone shed silent tears, some sobbing softly.

They thanked the princess for her help, which freed them from worrying about food and freezing in the winter. Since the princess's high-yield grains, everyone has been well fed and warmly clothed. Yun'an County no longer has any cases of people starving or freezing to death.

One old woman burst into tears, "Oh my God! Why did you take the princess away? Why don't good people live long?"

The entire Sujia Village was immersed in a sad atmosphere!

Three days after the funeral, just as the Su family placed Su Qing in the coffin, a golden light suddenly flashed and shone on Su Qing! Then Su Qing was wrapped in the golden light, slowly lifted up, and hung in the air. A beam of light from the sky shot down on Su Qing!

In the Imperial Palace, Lord Yang of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory rushed to pay his respects to Emperor Fengyuan, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please come out and see!"

"Lord Yang, what's making you so anxious?"

"Feng Xing, Feng Xing... Your Majesty, please come out and see!"

Emperor Fengyuan left the Imperial Study and went to the palace's observation tower with Lord Yang. "Your Majesty, look at that beam of light in the southeast! That's the light of the Phoenix Star! It's shining right in the southeast!"

Emperor Fengyuan pointed in the direction Lord Yang pointed, "That seems to be the direction of Yun'an County! Could it be that Qing girl is alive?"

"Your Majesty, it's hard to say! I'll have to wait until tonight to observe the stars before I can tell! It should be a good thing! This kind of phenomenon only appears once in a thousand years!"

Ancient and mysterious runes appeared on the beam of light. At this moment, colorful auspicious clouds floated in the sky, carrying Su Qing towards the southwest!

The brilliant colors drew a beautiful arc in the sky. Everyone looked up, their eyes closely following Su Qing's figure until the colorful auspicious clouds gradually went away, disappeared at the end of their sight, and could no longer be seen.

The Su family and other people in the village watched what had just happened with their eyes wide open in shock. It was unbelievable!

Old Wang suddenly cried out loudly, "Where is my darling granddaughter?"

At this moment, an old voice came from the horizon! "Qing girl, you will come back in four years!" After saying this, it disappeared!

The Su family stopped crying. When they heard that Qingbao would be able to come back in four years, hope was rekindled in them!

Uncle Su suddenly reacted and quickly took off the white silk! He also carried the coffin to the uninhabited house at the foot of the mountain!

Su Zhiyuan put away his sadness and bowed to thank everyone! "Thank you all for coming to visit my daughter!" Su Zhiyuan bowed deeply to everyone three times.

"Sir Su, you're welcome! We want to thank the princess for giving us enough food and warm clothes, so that we no longer have to suffer from hunger and cold!" said the villagers!

"Then let's go back!"

"Okay, take care everyone! I really can't keep you all entertained at home right now! I'm so sorry!"

"It's okay, Lord Su! You can get back to your work!" The villagers from each village left!

Just then, a man rode a tall horse toward Sujia Village, looking rather disheveled. He was the secret guard sent by Emperor Fengyuan to deliver a letter. He had arrived early! He had been caught up in a duel between martial arts masters, causing him to lose time. He arrived at the Su family and handed the letter to Murong Ye!

Murong Ye took the letter, read it quickly, and then went to find Su Zhiyuan!

After the secret guard delivered the letter, he left and returned to Beijing to report!

"Master Su, this is a letter from my father. It's about Qingbao! Please take a look!"

Su Zhiyuan took the letter and read it one by one. "Is what the emperor said true?"

"My father asked Lord Yang from the Imperial Astronomical Observatory to observe the stars at night. It can't be false!" Su Zhiyuan was even more certain that Su Qing would not die and would come back alive!

Su Zhiyuan was as happy as a child and hurried to tell Old Man Su and Old Wang!

"Father, mother!"

"Dad and Mom are resting in the house. They haven't rested for the past few days!" Uncle Su said!

"Brother, Qingbao is definitely not going to die and will come back alive! The Emperor sent a message saying so!"

"Really?"

"Yes, brother!"

"Great! I've been tortured to death these past few days!"

"Go tell Mom and Dad!"

When Old Man Su and Old Lady Wang heard the noise, they also came out of the house! "Second Brother, is my darling really not dead? Can he really come back?" Old Lady Wang asked!

"Yes, mother! Your granddaughter is not dead!"

"That's great! Amitabha, may the Bodhisattva bless you!" Old Wang cried with joy!

Everyone in the Su family knew that Su Qing hadn't returned, and they were all happy and smiling, but at the same time, they were worried, "Qingbao, I don't know where he went. Is he in danger?"

"It should be Qingbao's immortal master!"

Colorful auspicious clouds carried Su Qing to a valley like a paradise. Here, delicate and exotic flowers and plants abounded, their multicolored petals swaying gently in the breeze, exuding a refreshing fragrance. There were also rare medicinal herbs stretching as far as the eye could see! At the end of the medicinal field, a row of small wooden houses housed a white-haired old man. He sat in meditation at the edge of the field, his eyes deep and serene, as if he had experienced the vicissitudes of life and witnessed countless stories. His white hair, as white as snow, shimmered softly in the sunlight, creating a beautiful and mysterious scene against the backdrop of the surrounding exotic flowers and plants.

He was Su Qing's immortal master, Yun Yangzi! He saw Su Qing floating over! He mobilized his spiritual power and slowly placed Su Qing into the cold jade coffin!

Concentrating his mind and calming his breath, he danced his hands, his slender fingers drawing graceful arcs in the air. Spiritual energy seeped into Su Qing's body like a thread, and he carefully examined her ruptured meridians and damaged internal organs. Each injury furrowed his brow, and his worry deepened.

He first focused his spiritual energy on his fingertips and gently tapped the spot between Su Qing's eyebrows. A soft light emanated from his fingertips and slowly entered Su Qing's body. This light, like warm sunlight, illuminated the dark corners within Su Qing's body. Yun Yangzi closed his eyes and carefully sensed the situation within Su Qing. He could clearly see the ruptured meridians, like broken silk threads, scattered in a chaotic manner. The damaged internal organs had lost their former vitality and appeared dull and lifeless.

Yun Yangzi took a deep breath and began to mobilize more spiritual energy. His hands shifted positions in the air, and spiritual energy flowed into Su Qing's body like a surging river. He began by repairing the meridians, carefully injecting spiritual energy into the broken areas. Like magical glue, the spiritual energy gradually healed the broken meridians. After each repair, Yun Yangzi carefully checked to ensure the connection was secure. His movements were gentle and precise, as if he were repairing a precious work of art.

Next, he turned his attention to Su Qing's damaged internal organs. He transformed his spiritual energy into countless tiny threads, wrapping them around the damaged organs. These threads emitted a soft glow, slowly nourishing the damaged areas. Yun Yangzi concentrated completely, controlling the intensity and direction of his spiritual energy. He knew that any carelessness could cause Su Qing even greater harm.

As time passed, the wounds within Su Qing's body gradually healed. Broken meridians reconnected, becoming stronger. His damaged internal organs, nourished by spiritual energy, regained their former vitality. A faint breath of life gradually spread within Su Qing's body.

Beads of sweat gradually formed on Yun Yangzi's forehead, gleaming in the sunlight. But his gaze remained resolute, unwavering. For his beloved disciple, he spared no effort in expending his spiritual energy and strength. He knew Su Qing was his hope, his pride, and he could not let her vanish like this. He silently prayed in his heart, wishing Su Qing a speedy recovery and the radiance of life to bloom once again.