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The one who nailed Ye Yaoyao was an elder of the Ye family. Liu Yunshu suddenly ran over, startling him so much that he took two steps back.

"What are you doing?"

The Ye family elder had a stern face and a hint of anger in his voice. The iron nail in his hand gleamed coldly under the light of the luminous pearl.

He was originally following traditional customs to place a nail on Ye Yaoyao, who had just passed away, so that her soul could rest in peace.

Liu Yunshu suddenly rushed over, causing him to involuntarily take a few steps back.

The Ye family elders looked displeased. According to custom, after a person dies, their descendants seal the coffin and drive nails into it.

Ye Yaoyao died at the young age of fourteen, and as is typical of officials, her funeral would not be a grand affair. Liu Yunshu hoped that her daughter could find peace in another world and live a long and healthy life in her next life.

Therefore, wanting to hold a grand funeral, she begged Ye Mian to ask the clan elders to seal Ye Yaoyao's coffin and drive nails into it.

The elders of the Ye family were already somewhat reluctant about this matter, after all, it was unprecedented in the Ye family for a younger generation, especially a daughter, to personally drive the nail.

Ye Mian came to invite him, and the Ye clan elders only agreed because they thought he had brought glory to the Ye family after becoming an official.

"Madam, what's wrong?" Ye Mian stepped forward to pull her away.

Liu Yunshu held Ye Mian's arms tightly and insisted, "Husband, Yaoyao is not dead, quickly open the coffin lid."

Elder Ye gave Liu Yunshu a strange look, while Ye Mian frowned deeply.

"Ah Mian! Has your wife gone mad from excessive grief? Hurry up and take her away, we just need one more nail."

Elder Ye hadn't expected the sealing of the coffin to go awry, as Liu Yunshu had blocked it. The last nail hadn't been driven in, which was considered unlucky, and he wouldn't allow the coffin to be opened.

"Nice! Is it true that mother and daughter are of one mind? I heard that my mother is going to open her coffin now."

Ye Yaoyao placed her ear against the coffin lid in a strange posture, listening intently to the sounds outside.

Hearing her daughter's voice again, Liu Yunshu became even more excited.

"Li An, go get the tools and pry the nails open."

"Mother!" Ye Li'an exclaimed with worry. Had his mother really been driven mad by the shock?

The Liu family members sensed something was wrong with Liu Yunshu's behavior and went to persuade her.

"Yunshu, it's my fault. I didn't teach Langyue well. Yaoyao is gone. She has no breath. The imperial physician's diagnosis is correct."

"Shall we deal with Yao Yao's funeral arrangements first? After that, you can do whatever you want with Lang Yue." Liu Lingchuan stepped forward to comfort her.

"Waaah... Aunt, it's my fault. Please don't do this to me. I'll do whatever you want with me. Just let my cousin... rest in peace!"

The old marquis looked at his daughter with heartache, his voice choked with emotion:

"Yun Shu, let Elder Ye drive in the last nail. You don't want Yao Yao's soul to be incomplete and unable to reincarnate, do you?"

"Mother! You must hold on!"

Ye Yaoyao heard many people trying to stop her mother from opening the coffin and became anxious. After all, who would have thought that someone who had already died could come back to life? Her mother was under a lot of pressure at the moment.

"System, system..."

Thinking about the benefits the system mentioned, could it be that she could open her mother's coffin? Ye Yaoyao called out to the system, but the system did not respond to her.

"System, are you asleep?" The unreliable system remained silent and did not respond.

Liu Yunshu ignored everyone else's advice. Only she could hear her daughter's voice here, Ye Yaoyao telling her to hold on, and what was this "small bucket"? What did she need the bucket for?

"Li An, go get some tools to pry the nails. Jing Yang, go get a bucket, a thin one, not a thick one."

"Mom, what are you doing with the bucket?" Good heavens! His mother has really gone mad.

"What are you asking? Go now."

Fearing the two might disobey, Liu Yunshu said sternly:

"If either of you doesn't listen to your mother, you're never to call me mother again."

She was trying to pry open the coffin lid and carry the bucket. Ye Mian also felt that she was acting strangely, and his gentle voice carried an unquestionable tone.

"Madam, you are tired. Let the two brothers help you back to your room to rest."

Her gaze swept over her two sons, and she shouted sternly, "What are you two standing there for? Help your mother back to her room!"

"Mother, let us help you back to your room to rest." The two brothers approached Liu Yunshu from either side, gently comforting her.

"My savior is about to be taken away!" Ye Yaoyao cried out anxiously.

"Ah! Ah! Mother, don't go! It's getting more and more stuffy, I'm about to suffocate!"

Upon hearing Ye Yaoyao say she was going to suffocate, Liu Yunshu turned pale with fright.

"No, open the coffin quickly, my Yaoyao is suffocating."

Ignoring everyone's attempts to stop her, Liu Yunshu forcefully pried open the coffin lid.

"Li An, Jing Yang, don't you two want to save your sister? Yao Yao is really not dead yet. I'm telling you, a mother and daughter are connected at heart, I can sense it. You must save her quickly."

"Mother, you must be hallucinating. Even if my sister wasn't dead, she would have called out for help, but none of us heard her."

"Yes, Mother, you're too tired. Let us help you down to rest!"

"Hallucination?" Liu Yunshu murmured to herself, "No, no."

Actually, Liu Yunshu wasn't quite sure if she was hallucinating because she missed her child so much; she just hoped that her daughter had come back to life.

Ye Xiyao stepped forward and tugged at Liu Yunshu's sleeve, "Mother, we know you love my sister the most, but you still have the three of us!"

Ye Yaoyao was adored by Liu Yunshu from birth, and was given the best of everything. Ye Xiyao was even a little envious. She never expected that her younger sister would die young.

"My goodness! The coffin you bought is of excellent quality and has such good soundproofing that of you outside couldn't hear me screaming for help."

They couldn't hear her. Seeing that no one believed her, Liu Yunshu was determined to open the coffin and see if her daughter had really come back to life.

Liu Yunshu said resolutely, "If you don't open the coffin, I'll just smash my head against it and die here."

"Yun Shu, no!"

"Mom! Don't."

"Ma'am, calm down!"

Ye Lian clenched his right hand, looked at his mother like this, glanced at the coffin, placed his hand on it, and suddenly had an urge to open it and take a look.

Then, remembering that Ye Yaoyao hadn't shown any signs of life despite being rescued for so long, he thought it was unlikely and put his hand down again.

Liu Yunshu looked sadly at each of her relatives. Even if the possibility of resurrection was somewhat unbelievable and extremely slim, what was the harm in trying?

"Yaoyao, Mother has come to be with you." Liu Yunshu closed her eyes in despair.

A tear rolled down Ye Jingyang's cheek as he gripped her tightly and looked at Ye Mian, saying, "Father, elders, open the coffin!"

"You bastard, what are you saying?" Ye Mian scolded.

Elder Ye's expression changed when he saw Ye Jingyang's ignorant look.

“It’s bad luck to open the coffin now. If Yaoyao harbors resentment, our Ye family will never have peace again.”

The deceased had already been placed in the coffin, and even ordinary people would not allow anyone to open the coffin, let alone the Ye family, who were officials from humble backgrounds.

"The coffin must not be opened! No!"

A hurried sound of footsteps came from outside.