As dawn broke, Wen Hao sat up in bed and stared blankly at the empty seat beside him. He quickly got out of bed, looked around the room, and softly called out, "Ah Li?"
However, Yan Li was nowhere to be seen in the room.
He seemed afraid that Yan Li would disappear again, and was eager to see her. Without bothering to dress properly, he put on his shoes and opened the door.
Outside the door, Butler Hu was waiting hesitantly to the side. When he saw Wen Hao come out, he looked up, swallowed his doubts, and stepped forward to ask, "Sir, what has made you so flustered?"
The morning light illuminated every corner of the courtyard, but Yan Li was nowhere to be seen; she had vanished without a trace, as if she had evaporated into thin air. In that instant, he heard her whispers from the previous night once more in his ears.
"Wen Hao, do you think I'll forgive you just because you say that? I've been dead for almost three years, and you still need to investigate the truth about how I died."
"Now, I don't know where he learned evil magic, and he doesn't even spare my ghost. I don't dare to believe a word you say."
The vows of the past poured out like a raging torrent.
"Ah Li, I, Wen Hao, will never betray you, never betray the Yan family, in this lifetime."
Yan Li is an only child. Since her parents passed away four years ago, her uncle's family has been trying to exploit the family's lack of offspring. First, they asked their daughter to find a way to get close to Wen Hao, and then they wanted to put their son's name back into the family genealogy.
However, Wen Hao blocked them all.
Yan Li was unwilling to marry him three years ago from the beginning, and Wen Hao knew this too. He only thought that the two of them would be together forever and that he would be able to wait for the flowers to bloom.
Unexpectedly, things always happen before we can react. Man proposes, God disposes. The moment we passed the imperial examination and were about to have our wedding night was like a phantom, vanishing in an instant.
Wen Hao leaned against the door frame, shook his head, and rubbed his temples. "It's nothing."
However, his dazed appearance suggested he was alright, so Butler Hu made a gesture to help Wen Hao up:
"A message came from the palace today, saying that the Crown Prince's studies have been too demanding lately, and he has been asked to rest at home for three days. Would you like to return to your room and rest for a while?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Hao frowned, no longer insisting on entering the palace, and simply said, "Go to the study."
"How's the investigation going with Yan Menghuai?"
Butler Hu was stunned for a moment. Seeing that Wen Hao was still not recovered, he did not insist. After thinking carefully for a moment,
"We only found that she had contact with a painter who frequented brothels a few months ago. We have already sent someone to ask the painter. It was just some ordinary exchange about ink landscape paintings. There was nothing wrong with it."
Wen Hao was not satisfied with the answer. He sneered and pushed away Butler Hu's hand. "Go investigate again." With that, he went to his study alone.
His Ah Li has gone into hiding again.
Wen Hao quickened his pace slightly, and behind Butler Hu, Yan Li's figure slowly appeared.
In just a moment, Butler Hu, who had been stunned, felt a chill on the back of his neck. He then instinctively turned around, but saw nothing.
Meanwhile, Yan Li was already sitting on the roof beam again, playing with the ends of her hair, twisting and untwisting them, her eyes smiling with a hint of shrewdness.
Is it her?
The last time I saw Yan Menghuai, he seemed to look different from how I remembered him.
No wonder people say that girls change a lot as they grow up.
Looking at the empty new house in front of him, Butler Hu did not hesitate before slowly closing the door and letting out a long sigh.
I wonder if it's a good thing or a bad thing that this lord suddenly remembered their young lady.
On the other side.
Wen Hao rushed to the study, went straight to the wooden plaque, picked it up, placed it on the desk, put it in a golden bowl engraved with Sanskrit, and then pulled out a dagger from a hidden compartment.
Without any hesitation, he rolled up the sleeve on his forearm.
His skin was covered with ugly scars of all sizes, scattered haphazardly, with not a single unblemished spot.
Wen Hao rowed up without any hesitation.
Bright red blood dripped onto the wooden sign. Just as Yan Li was secretly thinking about how to leave the mansion again, she felt a surge of heat within her body.
As if sensing something, my mind locked onto that study.
By the time Yan Li realized what was happening, she had already appeared in Wen Hao's study almost instantly.
Staring at the bloodstained dagger, Yan Li was completely stunned, her gaze shifting to Wen Hao's pale face. "Wen Hao, you've gone mad!"
At this moment, Yan Li could no longer suppress the anger in her heart. She stepped forward, grabbed his hand, and forcefully pried open his tightly clenched hand with her fingers.
After retrieving it, they quickly tossed it aside.
But when Wen Hao saw Yan Li reappear, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. His fingertips, still stained with blood, pinched her chin and kissed her.
He's been insane for a long time.
If he cannot find her in the human world, he will go to hell to find her.
Wen Hao never believed in reincarnation or continuing a predestined relationship. He loved Yan Li, the one and only Yan Li, irreplaceable.
Yan Li felt a stinging pain from being bitten on the corner of her lip. Thinking that her soft heart had been repaid with ingratitude, she couldn't help but bite back.
But as soon as she opened her mouth, Wen Hao seemed to be encouraged by something. He grabbed Yan Li's nape with his big hand and kissed her even more forcefully, making it impossible for her to retreat even an inch, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.
After an unknown amount of time, his kiss moved away from Yan Li's lips, as if he were bewitched and still wanted more, "Ah Li..."
His response was Yan Li's raised hand.
Her hand hovered in the air for a long while before finally not striking, only trembling slightly. "What's in that bowl?"
Wen Hao paused for a moment, then looked at Yan Li: "...Fate tablet."
Yan Li: "So you used it to imprison me?"
"When Master Liaochen gave it to me, he only told me it was for nourishing the soul. I didn't know it had this use," Wen Hao explained, noticing the displeasure in Yan Li's voice.
"Nourish the soul?" Yan Li initially wanted to laugh, but remembering that she was the main character, she fell silent. Looking up at Wen Hao, who appeared slightly nervous, she already guessed what he meant. After a long pause, she finally asked, with her answer in mind.
"Wen Hao, do you really not know that this method is... raising a ghost?"
Wen Hao simply looked at Yan Li quietly, "Ah Li, you should know that this is not important to me."
unimportant?
Raising a ghost child can shorten one's lifespan and may even cause various illnesses, so how could it not be important?
Yan Li's feelings were extremely complicated.
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