Chapter 4: Strange Things in the Mansion

The door was not a place to talk, so Wei Qingyan was led into the flower hall of the Du Mansion.

After suppressing his suspicion and shock, Du Xueyi regained his composure and sat down in the main seat. He glanced at Wei Qingyan indifferently, "Young lady, you claim to be my sister, but do you have any proof?"

Wei Qingyan sat down on the chair, glanced at the servant standing by, and said nothing.

The situation was deadlocked for a moment, and Du Xueyi dismissed the servants, "Young lady, you can speak now."

His sister was dead, and this man came pretending to be her, which made him wary.

Wei Qingyan said calmly, "No."

There is no proof because she is not a member of the Du family.

"You are so bold that you dare to deceive me. Aren't you afraid that I will send you to the authorities?" Du Xueyi's face immediately darkened.

This woman is so confident, I'm afraid she has some big plans.

"There is someone else who really deceived you." Wei Qingyan raised his eyelids slightly, "My name is Chang Qingnian. I came here to see the late Marquis's wife, Fang. The Marquis is busy, and if I don't use this excuse, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to see you."

She no longer has the seal of merit on her body, and her life force may end at any time. She doesn't have that much time to waste.

Fang?

Du Xueyi frowned slightly.

Fang was his first wife, and the two got married at the behest of their elders.

Two months after his marriage, he followed General Wei to fight against Wudan. The war lasted for two years and Wudan surrendered. He was left to guard the border of Wudan until his father died of illness half a year ago. He returned to Beijing to inherit the title.

Fang had been having an affair with someone for many years. When she heard that he was going back to Beijing, she was afraid of being raped. Unable to hide her love, she took her dowry and eloped with the man.

When her grandmother found out, she ordered the housekeeper to take people to look for her lover, but he had already disappeared along with her money.

Fang was brought back to the Marquis' Mansion. She was heartbroken by the unfaithful man and felt ashamed to live, so she hanged herself with a white silk thread.

In order to save the reputation of the Marquisate, my grandmother announced to the public that Fang had passed away. As for the dowry, it was even more difficult to report it to the authorities and recover it.

When he got home, the person had already been buried, so he didn't pursue the matter any further.

No man wants to talk about his wife doing this kind of thing.

In particular, he was thinking about what the woman had said earlier, so he asked, "You said you were from Yulan Mountain in Ling County?"

My younger sister fell into prostitution and loved magnolia. When we found her, she was already terminally ill and no medicine could cure her. Her last wish was to be buried in a place full of magnolias and to be a pure person in the next life.

The general had a hill in Ling County where magnolias were planted. After learning about this, he allowed him to bury his sister on Magnolia Hill.

He had not even told his family about this matter. Only he and the general knew about it, but the person in front of him knew it clearly.

Du Xueyi half-closed his eyes.

Wei Qingyan shook his head slightly. "I will explain this to you later. Let's talk about Fang first."

His tone was gentle, but there was a stern and unquestionable demeanor between his eyebrows.

Du Xueyi obeyed subconsciously, but then he realized that he, the dignified Marquis of Anyuan, was being manipulated by a woman of unknown origin. He said with a hint of impatience, "Mrs. Fang has been buried for half a year. What else can she do?"

"Mrs. Fang was wronged and became a vengeful ghost after her death, haunting the Marquis of Anyuan's mansion and refusing to leave." Wei Qingyan's dark eyes looked quietly at Du Xueyi, "I will redress her grievances and send her into reincarnation."

"Ridiculous," Du Xueyi scolded. "A gentleman should not speak of strange things. What is your purpose in coming to my house today?"

He was born a military general and had killed countless enemies. He always believed that death was like the extinguishing of a light, so where did the ghost resentment come from?

Besides, how could a person who committed suicide out of shame because his adultery was discovered be wronged?

If he hadn't considered that he had been away from home for many years and it was not easy for her to stay alone in the empty house, he would have dug her out and whipped her corpse.

"Then can you explain why there are three deaths and two illnesses in the mansion? Why do the tablets in the ancestral hall fall to the ground every night, and why do servants in the mansion sometimes go crazy at night?"

Du Xueyi paused for a moment, then flew into a rage, "Did you do all this? Who are you?"

When he returned to the capital, he brought a lot of guards with him, but someone quietly caused so much trouble in his mansion, and he couldn't find out anything.

The servants discussed privately that the house was haunted, and some of the timid ones even thought about leaving.

My grandmother and the old nanny beside her fell into a coma for unknown reasons, and the doctors could not figure out what was wrong.

But, where are the ghosts in this world?

If that were the case, he would look forward to seeing the general again and his dead brothers again.

He believes more in human intervention than in ghosts and gods.

Wei Qingyan was not surprised to see that he still looked unconvinced.

Before she met the fat monk, she didn't believe in these things, and the people she brought with her naturally followed her.

But what needs to be said must be said, "You were so gullible that you concluded Fang was unfaithful. After returning home, you never visited her grave to pay your respects, nor did you verify the veracity of the so-called witness testimonies. This is one of the reasons why Fang became resentful.

"Two months into our marriage, you've been away from home for over four years. Fang endured the pregnancy alone, gave birth to a daughter for you, and raised her like a treasure. Yet, you neglected the child. This is the second reason for Fang's resentment."

Her voice deepened, her fingers slightly bent as she tapped the tabletop, and she said coldly, "If resentment is not resolved, it will transform into a demon over time, bringing disaster to the world. Now, your Du family is in great trouble."

These words sounded just like those of a traveling charlatan who came to people's houses to defraud people of their money. Du Xueyi sneered in his heart, thinking it was all nonsense.

But the child is innocent.

Even though the child was not his, even though her existence constantly reminded him of Fang's betrayal, he was unwilling to explain the child's origins to an outsider.

He slammed the table and shouted, "Put aside your deceptive tricks. This marquis will give you one last chance. Who are you, and why do you know about Yulan Mountain in Ling County?"

This threat didn't scare Wei Qingyan at all.

Instead, she shook her head helplessly, slowly stood up and walked in front of him, "You've grown taller in vain over the years, but not smarter."

After saying this, she lightly scratched the hairpin on her head with her right index finger, and blood oozed out from her fingertip.

Wei Qingyan concentrated and quickly drew something between Du Xueyi's eyebrows.

Du Xueyi felt that the woman's tone just now was familiar, as if... as if the general had scolded him before.

Because of this moment of shock, someone held down his shoulders and he couldn't move.

He was shocked. This man had such great skills, where did he come from?

But soon, he had no time to think about anything else because he saw Fang.

She was pinned down by a burly old woman, and a woman dressed as a maid strangled her neck with a ferocious look on her face until she died. Then they hung Fang on the beam of the house.

Fang died with her eyes open.

Through Fang's wide-open pupils, he saw another scene: a small child huddled at the foot of the bed. The nurse, who used to look down upon him with a submissive expression, now sat with her legs crossed, cracking melon seeds, while she whipped the child viciously with a whip. The child covered his mouth, not daring to cry out...

These scenes were too real, so real that Du Xueyi's heart almost jumped out of his throat.

"What have you done to me? What's this game?"

The voice was still angry, but without the previous firmness.

Wei Qingyan raised her eyes, her gaze dim, “People who died in vain will not be content after death. The images before death and the people or things that cannot be let go will occupy her consciousness, repeating over and over again, for a long time.

The child is in the mansion, you will know whether it is true or not after you take a look."

Du Xueyi's head felt like it was about to explode. The three people who died inexplicably in the mansion were the three people he had just seen murdering Fang and abusing the child.

His heart felt suffocated and oppressed, and his face was full of disbelief. "Didn't Fang commit suicide?"

How is this possible?

Wei Qingyan said nothing, just looked at him quietly.

Du Xueyi stood up and strode out the door.