At the General's villa, Shishi looked at Ling Dapeng's mournful face and felt a little uneasy.

"Brother Dapeng, what happened? You've been back for a few days, and you look so lost and distraught." Shishi asked tentatively. He didn't get close to her and looked so sad and sighing. Shishi was really worried.

"Shishi, Xiaoyun and the child... are gone." Ling Dapeng had been preparing for this for several days, and now he truly looked heartbroken.

Shishi's heart sank. Judging from Ling Dapeng's appearance when he returned, she guessed that something must have happened.

"Brother Dapeng, how could this happen? My sister has always been fine!" Shishi asked, pressing on Ling Dapeng's hand in utter astonishment.

"She was greedy and ate herself to the point of becoming extremely fat. The baby was too big to be born, and in the end, in the end..." Ling Dapeng couldn't continue.

Shishi immediately hugged Ling Dapeng and comforted him, "Brother Dapeng, this is so unexpected, I...I...I don't know what to say, but you still have me!"

"The doctor said that Xiaoyun's spleen and stomach were bloated by someone who poisoned her. Shishi, tell me, who is it? This is outrageous! Xiaoyun hasn't offended anyone!" Ling Dapeng said angrily. "If I find out who is so vicious, I will definitely not let her get away with it."

"Yes, who could be so wicked?" Shishi agreed. She had expected this. She had seen this tactic many times before. In some wealthy mansions, the mistresses who didn't want their concubines to have children would do this.

Ling Dapeng was very conflicted as he listened to Shishi's comforting words. He was not one to keep secrets, but when he thought of Tao Wanniang saying that if he didn't figure this out, he wouldn't have to go back to the city, his heart sank. How could he possibly know if Shishi was the one who did it?

Tao Wanniang's backup plan was naturally arranged long ago, and it happened on the fifth night after Ling Dapeng returned to the manor.

Ling Dapeng was sleeping with Shishi, but in the middle of the night, there was a sudden banging sound outside the door, and a fat figure suddenly appeared at the window.

"Give me back my life..." The shrill voice startled Ling Dapeng and Shishi awake.

"Brother Dapeng, wake up! Is there some noise outside?" Shishi felt a chill run down her spine. Could it be that Zhou Xiaoyun had come to take her life?

"Waaah~" The wind picked up outside, and it seemed to carry the sound of a child crying. Shishi couldn't help but hug Ling Dapeng's arm tightly.

"Isn't Xiaoyun and the child with their mother?" Ling Dapeng rubbed his sleepy eyes, then was suddenly startled as Shishi hugged him tightly again.

"No, it's just windy outside, I didn't hear anything," Ling Dapeng said deliberately, then lay down as if preparing to go back to sleep.

Shishi was startled. Didn't he see the silhouette on the window?

"Dapeng, you...look...it's...it's my sister!" Shishi said, pointing tremblingly to the window.

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's pitch black outside, there's nothing there," Ling Dapeng said deliberately.

"Give me back my life! Give me back my child's life!" The window was suddenly blown open by the wind, and a pale face came into Shishi's view.

"Ah!" Shishi screamed and pulled the blanket over her head. "Don't look for me! Don't look for me!"

"Shishi, what are you doing? There's nothing outside!" Ling Dapeng wasn't stupid. Seeing Shishi like this, he roughly understood what was going on.

"Dapeng, did you really not see outside?" Shishi asked, trembling, hiding under the covers.

Ling Dapeng kept saying something, and even got out of bed to close the window. He exchanged a glance with Zhang Liang, who was dressed as a ghost outside, and Ling Dapeng felt a little sad.

Shishi naturally refused to sleep anymore, and Ling Dapeng turned over, but also found it difficult to fall asleep. "If you have a clear conscience, you have nothing to fear," he thought, and Shishi's state chilled him to the bone.

The next morning, at cockcrow, the people of the village got up to go to work in the fields.

Shishi stepped down somewhat frivolously. She asked the people around her if they had encountered anything or heard any sounds last night, but everyone said no, which made her increasingly nervous and afraid.

Why was she the only one who saw it? Why is she haunting her? There's no way to prove what she did, no, it's because Zhou Xiaoyun became a ghost!

Shishi was on tenterhooks all day and didn't sleep a wink all night. She was so distracted that she tripped and fell into the paddy field while walking on the ridge and sprained her ankle.

Ling Dapeng carried Shishi back to the manor. Seeing Shishi's frightened appearance, he asked, "Shishi, is there something you're hiding from me?"

Shishi shook her head repeatedly and forced a smile, "How could that be, Brother Dapeng? I just didn't sleep well last night, that's why. Didn't you see nothing last night? I think I might have had a nightmare and was so drowsy that I didn't know if it was real or not."

Seeing that Shishi wouldn't say anything, Ling Dapeng didn't press her for details. His mother's method was to play tricks, but it seemed to be quite effective.

"Shishi, you sprained your ankle, so you should rest in the house. I'm going to work in the fields." Ling Dapeng didn't dare to stay with Shishi any longer, afraid that he would ask her the question.

Shishi wanted to call Ling Dapeng back, but she was afraid of giving herself away, so she could only watch Ling Dapeng leave.

At this time, there were not many people in the village. Shishi lay in her room for a while when she heard the sound of things breaking inside. Her heart tightened, and she asked in a low voice, "Who's in the outer room, Aunt Luo? Sister Zhang?"

There was no response, and the silence in the room made Shishi's heart beat faster and faster.

"Who is it? Who is it?" Shishi asked, trembling. "Zhou Xiaoyun, is it you? You died on your own. It has nothing to do with me. Who told you to be so greedy? If you hadn't eaten, it wouldn't have been a problem, right?"

Ling Dapeng hadn't gone far; he was just outside the door. The noise inside the house was from Zhang Liang breaking a porcelain vase with a stone.

“I am a woman of low social status, I can only be a concubine, but as long as there is no legal wife, I am Ling Dapeng’s legal wife. Zhou Xiaoyun, you are already dead, go now. In your next life, open your eyes wide. Ling Dapeng is stupid and foolish, he is the one who wronged you!”

Shishi's mutterings inside the room were overheard by Ling Dapeng and Zhang Liang outside.

Having come this far, Zhang Liang felt he could go back and report to Tao Wanniang. He patted Ling Dapeng on the shoulder, gave him a sympathetic look, and left.

Ling Dapeng stood outside for a long time, thinking to himself that he was just a fool, but he was easy to fool, wasn't he?

Clenching his fists, Ling Dapeng took a deep breath, turned around and left. Since Shishi liked to fool him so much, let her think she was so clever!

Ling Dapeng caught up with Zhang Liang, who hadn't gone far, and asked Zhang Liang to convey his message: he wanted to return to the city and leave Shishi to stay at the manor.

"Ling Dapeng, is this all you've got?" Zhang Liang couldn't help but laugh at Ling Dapeng's words. "What are you going back to the city for?"

“But I can’t stay here any longer,” Ling Dapeng said in frustration. “Shishi doesn’t really like me at all; she just treats me like a fool.”

"Just wait and see, wait until your mother decides how to settle you two!" Zhang Liang laughed disdainfully and continued on his way, leaving Ling Dapeng standing alone on the road, staring blankly.