Butler Hu stared blankly at the man: "You knew all along?"

Wen Hao didn't speak, but turned his head slightly to look at Yan Li, who was curled up on the side of the bed, and said meaningfully, "It's your fault for being too impatient."

Raising a ghost child can have negative consequences.

Rather than being a mortal couple with Wen Hao, Yan Li wanted to take nothing from him, and as she said, she did just that.

Now, Wen Hao has suffered setbacks in his official career. He is no longer the renowned tutor of the Crown Prince, but rather someone that everyone avoids. When people think of him, they think that he became like this because he misses his deceased wife.

She will remember that his achievements were due to the cultivation he received from his parents, and she will feel grateful that his parents did not make the wrong choice.

But what's the use of outward remembrance? That heart is what she truly desires.

She's a demon, after all; it would be a disservice to her if she didn't commit evil deeds.

She clearly had no more obsessions; it was he who forced her to stay, and he even reminded her repeatedly. So, given the current situation, he couldn't blame her.

Butler Hu, unable to see his beloved young lady, suddenly seemed to remember something, looking at Wen Hao and taking all the blame:

"I did it, but Lord Wen, wasn't it you who forced me to do this? You love Miss so much, why don't you die for her? Instead, you stay in this mansion and seize the property that belongs to Miss?"

“I am guilty, and I will plead guilty, but Miss was truly unaware of the truth.”

“I cannot watch Miss be deceived, nor can I watch her hand over the inheritance that Master and Madam have worked so hard to leave her for most of their lives to someone who has ill intentions towards her.”

After saying that, he swallowed the pill packet he had prepared in advance.

Secrets are for the dead.

The truth that Wen Hao sought for three years was like a flower in a mirror or the moon's reflection in water; it was a matter of truth and falsehood, and vice versa.

But once he dies, there will be no more evidence to corroborate his story.

As life was about to run out, Butler Hu couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.

If only a person could truly become a ghost after death, then he would have enough time to apologize to the master and mistress and beg for the young lady's forgiveness.

He looked outside, and the memory of the servant rushing to him in a panic the other day to tell him the absurd story of the swing moving on its own without wind echoed in his ears. He couldn't help but look at the crooked tree, as if he could see the young lady swinging under the tree again, smiling at him.

[Congratulations, host, you have completed the mission.]

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