[Old proverb + substitute marriage for happiness + golden finger + hidden line game + strong emotional ignition + two-way rush]
The elder sister died, and Jiang Lingyi was put into a sedan chair and sent to celebrate General Jing'an who "could not survive seven days."
White lanterns were hung in the general's mansion, coffin boards were prepared in the courtyard, and the ashes of paper money burned by the servants fell on her shoulders.
When the curtain of the wedding bed was lifted, the person inside was so thin that only his skeleton was left, but his eyes were open.
"Are you here to send me on my way?"
She picked up the medicine bowl and said, "I'm here to drag you back from the road."
Everyone waited for her to become a widow. The prince's men visited him every three days and urged him to die.
During the day, she played the role of the widow of a dying patient, and at night, she used life-binding techniques to drag him out of hell inch by inch.
The day he sat up, she cooked a pot of porridge in front of the stove, her hands shaking so much that the spoon clanged on the bowl.
The day he stood up, she squatted on the wall and cried, turning her back to him to prevent him from seeing her.
The day he put on his armor and went to court to ask for battle, the faces of the civil and military officials in the court were uglier than a ghost.
Later someone asked her: Do you regret marrying into the general's mansion?
She said - what do you regret? That person deserves it.
