My Wife is a Psychic

155 Save Me

Three days later, Fang Yu’s coffin was carried out of the city. The sound of the suona was so loud that no one could hear the faint scratching sound in the coffin. The scratching sound grew louder and louder, and one could even hear the sound of nails breaking.

Along the way, there were people scattering paper money and crying as they sent the coffins up the mountain. When the commoners on the streets saw this scene, they all felt pity. This young lady of the Fang family was truly not blessed. She could have become the crown princess after the selection, but she had died at this time. Was this a coincidence? Even after she died, she could not enter their ancestral graves and could only be buried alone on a mountain.

At the same time, Yin Yang Tower finally calculated Bazi Chart for the girls from the selection and sent them to the Imperial Palace. The people in Yin Yang Tower were discussing the predicted Bazi Chart. “Outsiders always say that Zhao Panpan and the crown prince are born on the same day. I didn’t expect it to be true. It looks like our country is going to be rich and strong. There will be many people with good fortune.”

“Is there really such a good Bazi Chart?” The young man from Yin Yang Tower was in a daze. Zhao Panpan’s Bazi Chart was the same as the girl he had met a few days ago. They were both very out of place and did not seem right. Last time, the girl had taken the Bazi Chart of a dead person’s birth, so it could be seen that there was indeed a problem with the Bazi Chart. However, Zhao Panpan was still alive and well. He felt that something was wrong, but he could not figure out what the problem was. The young man was very confused.

On the other side, after Fang Yu’s coffin was buried, everyone left.

“Thump, thump, thump!”

“Help! Help! Help!” A weak cry for help rang out in the wilderness. There was also the sound of nails scratching on wooden planks. Each cry was more miserable and shrill than the last as if they were crying blood. One could feel the strong despair in the voice. “Help… Can anyone save me?”

As the heavy rain poured down, the woodcutter who was going up the mountain to chop wood hurried home. While walking on the mountain path, he seemed to hear a sound. It seemed to be a little girl’s cry for help. “Strange, where is there a little girl in the wilderness?” The honest woodsman wiped the sweat from his face. Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, he was afraid that it would wet the firewood, so he quickly ran back home, muttering as he ran, “Even if there is a little girl, she’s a lonely ghost. I heard that the daughter of a rich family was buried on this mountain today. The more I think about it, the more creepy it is.” the woodcutter sped up his pace down the mountain and threw the crying to the back of his head.

“I’m not dead… Save me! Father… Mother! Brother Crown Prince… Save me! I’m not dead! Yu’er is not dead yet!” A series of dull knocking sounds came from the coffin underground, as if someone was hitting the coffin with his head. The air in the coffin was getting thinner and thinner, and it was getting more and more difficult to breathe. Fang Yu’s nails were all broken, and her ten fingers were covered in blood.

Fang Yu was lying in the coffin with her hair disheveled. Her forehead was covered in blood. She was having difficulty breathing, so her face was pale, and her eyes were bulging. In her daze, she seemed to see something. She saw the joy on her father’s face when she was born, the pure love of her mother for her daughter, and herself learning to speak, learning to walk, and slowly growing into the appearance she was familiar with. Then, when she was 11 years old, she met the crown prince. The two of them were arranged to marry by the emperor by chance. She became the crown princess that everyone envied. The crown prince was a man of great fortune and would lead the country to glory. She was proud to have such an excellent fiance.

No one knew that Fang Yu had been in love with the crown prince since she was young. Fang Yu felt that being able to marry the crown prince was her lifetime’s fortune and the happiest thing in her life. When she heard that the crown prince had an unclear relationship with Zhao Panpan and doted on her, although she was sad, she could accept it. She felt that she was very outstanding and was the most suitable woman for the crown prince. The crown prince would definitely see her good. When they got married, the two of them would definitely become a couple that everyone envied.

Fang Yu had always comforted herself like this. Every time she went to visit the empress, the empress would say the same thing to her. This made Fang Yu feel more at ease. Every time she went to the empress’ palace, the empress would give her food that no one else had. Only she could enjoy this food. However, for some reason, she started to fall sick, and her illness became more and more serious. She passed away during the selection of concubines, letting her father and mother see her off.