Severing ties with family to marry the young marshal, his whole family chases me to the crematorium.

"Si Jingnian, use your blood! You are destined to be an emperor, and your blood has a suppressive effect on evil spirits. Quickly use your blood to touch its forehead and seal its consciousness."

Upon hearing Shen Qingyao's words, Si Jingnian did not hesitate at all. While dodging, he bit his own finger, jumped, and flipped to land behind the corpse puppet.

As the corpse puppet turned around, Si Jingnian swiftly applied blood to its forehead. The once powerful corpse puppet stood motionless, as if a robot had been deactivated.

Seeing that the corpse puppet was no longer moving, Si Jingnian hurriedly ran to Shen Qingyao's side, looking at her with a face full of worry.

"How are you doing?"

Shen Qingyao looked terrible; her lips and skin were slightly pale due to excessive blood loss.

"I'm fine. Help me over quickly. While your blood is temporarily suppressing the corpse puppet, you need to burn it with spirit fire immediately. Otherwise, it will break free of the suppression soon, and it will be even more difficult to deal with then."

Si Jingnian nodded and helped Shen Qingyao walk towards the corpse puppet, but seeing Shen Qingyao's increasingly pale face, he gritted his teeth and picked her up horizontally.

Shen Qingyao was startled by Si Jingnian's sudden action and was momentarily flustered, unsure of what to do.

It wasn't until Si Jingnian placed her not far from the corpse puppet that she forced herself to calm down and took out a talisman to perform hand seals.

The talisman ignited out of thin air, and Shen Qingyao threw it onto the corpse puppet without hesitation. In an instant, the flames grew larger and larger, and just then, Si Jingnian's blood lost its effect on suppressing the corpse puppet.

The corpse puppet emitted a terrible scream, but as the fire intensified, the screams grew weaker and weaker.

The corpse puppet was quickly burned to ashes, and the air was filled with the stench of burning, mixed with the stench of corpses and blood.

Just then, a transparent figure slowly floated out from the ashes after the fire, looking around blankly.

Shen Qingyao was somewhat surprised when she saw Mrs. Huang's spirit, but then she smiled.

People who are usually turned into corpse puppets will have their souls scattered when the corpse puppets are destroyed, but Mrs. Huang is an exception.

Shen Qingyao could tell from her face that Mrs. Huang had accumulated merits.

She did many good deeds and accumulated merit while she was alive, which is why she was able to preserve her soul and enter reincarnation when the corpse puppet was destroyed.

Shen Qingyao, her face pale and weak, made hand seals and chanted incantations. A beam of golden light shone on Mrs. Huang's soul, and her soul grew fainter and fainter.

Before disappearing completely, Mrs. Huang's confused eyes gradually cleared, and she finally smiled and bowed to Shen Qingyao.

……

Meng Shuqin waited anxiously in the car, feeling that every minute and every second was unbearable.

She wanted to open the car door and rush into the hospital several times, but she forced herself to suppress the urge.

She worried that if she rushed in, she would not only fail to help Shen Qingyao and Si Jingnian, but would also hinder them and distract them.

When Meng Shuqin bit her lip again and tasted blood, she finally saw the figures of the two people she had been calling for.

Si Jingnian carried Shen Qingyao horizontally out of the hospital quickly, and Shen Qingyao buried her face in Si Jingnian's shoulder, whether out of weakness or shyness.

Meng Shuqin hurriedly opened the car door and got out, her expression showing both worry and joy.

She was worried that Shen Qingyao was being carried out because she was likely injured, but she was relieved that at least they had come out alive.

"Jingnian, Ayao, you're finally out! What happened to Ayao? Is she hurt somewhere?"

As Meng Shuqin opened the back door of the car, she looked at Shen Qingyao in Si Jingnian's arms with a worried expression.

"Ah Yao suffered a knife wound on her calf."

Si Jingnian carefully placed Shen Qingyao in the car, his gentle movements as if he were handling a fine piece of porcelain.

Upon hearing this, Meng Shuqin immediately looked at Shen Qingyao's calves and saw that her trouser legs were covered in blood and bound with strips of cloth. Her eyes were filled with heartache.

"Why are you injured again? You're still so young. How can you keep getting injured? Getting injured all the time will damage your health, and you'll suffer when you get old."

"Look at her face, it's so pale. She's already so thin, how much blood could she possibly have? How can she bear losing so much?"

Meng Shuqin held Shen Qingyao's hand and touched Shen Qingyao's pale face with her other hand, her heart aching so much that she burst into tears.

Shen Qingyao weakly gave Meng Shuqin a forced smile and reached out to grasp her hand.

"Mom, I'm fine. It's just a minor injury that will heal with time. Don't worry about me."

Her words not only failed to comfort Meng Shuqin, but also made her feel even more sorry for Shen Qingyao.

She said such a big wound was just a superficial injury, which means she is used to getting injured. How serious must her injuries be usually?

"Good boy..."

Just as Meng Shuqin was feeling sorry for Shen Qingyao, Si Jingnian slammed his fist on the steering wheel in a fit of anger.

"Why did this car break down at such a crucial moment?!"

Si Jingnian's tone revealed his agitation. He scratched his hair a couple of times in frustration, then opened the car door, got out, and ran to the front of the car to open the hood in an attempt to find the problem.

Upon hearing this, Meng Shuqin's brows furrowed with anxiety, but looking at Shen Qingyao's pale face, she suppressed her impatience.

"Ayao, don't be afraid! Jingnian will fix the car soon. There are doctors at the Marshal's Mansion who will take good care of your wounds. Don't worry!"

She was worried that Shen Qingyao would be scared, so she kept her anxious heart at bay and patiently comforted her with gentle words.

Just then, an army arrived late and quickly surrounded the hospital.

"Young Marshal, are you alright? We received a call saying that something strange happened at the hospital and someone died. You and your wife are here too, so I rushed over with some people."

Ye Liangchen ran all the way here, panting heavily, his forehead covered in fine sweat.

Si Jingnian nodded absentmindedly, not angry that Ye Liangchen hadn't arrived in time with his men.

After all, he hadn't informed Ye Liangchen about this beforehand.

At first, he didn't bring anyone with him because it was just to make it easier for him and Shen Qingyao to get close to Cui Jingru. As soon as he returned to the young marshal's mansion, he rushed to the Huang family.

Both he and Shen Qingyao thought that even if they brought people with them, they wouldn't be able to help with this matter, so they didn't bring anyone with them and then turned around halfway to rush to the hospital.

Ye Liangchen probably learned about this from the people who escaped from the hospital.

It's already quite fast that he was able to arrive at this time.

However, he was not in the mood to talk much with Ye Liangchen at the moment, as his whole heart was preoccupied with Shen Qingyao's injuries.

"Find someone to take a look at this car and see what's wrong with it."

Si Jingnian suppressed his temper, but his calm tone revealed obvious anxiety.

Ye Liangchen naturally understood what was going on and, not daring to ask any more questions, hurriedly found someone to repair the car.

As time ticked by, Si Jingnian was clearly on the verge of losing his temper.

He repeatedly punched the car, his face growing increasingly gloomy, while Ye Liangchen stood by his side, not daring to utter a sound.