Chapter 218
"No...no." Jing Shu was still curled up in the corner, trembling and unable to utter a single word.
She was afraid her mother would hold a grudge, afraid that if she found out the truth, she would take her away in a fit of anger.
She didn't want to! She had finally managed to get the position of concubine, and she didn't want to die like this.
Jingming looked at his good-for-nothing daughter, pouted, sat down on the ground, and muttered to himself.
Even if it's Shao Wanyan, so what? That woman was stupid in life, and she won't be any more powerful as a ghost after she dies.
As Jingming was thinking this, he sensed someone walking by. He turned his head sharply to look, but found no one.
He frowned in surprise, wondering why he was becoming so suspicious.
Jing Ming smiled helplessly, turned his head, and was about to lean against the wall to take a nap when he noticed someone walking by again.
He suddenly opened his eyes, but when he looked again, he found that the place in front of him was empty. Apart from Jing Shu, there was no one else alive in the mourning hall.
Jing Ming pursed his lips and muttered under his breath, "This brat has even made herself suspicious."
He patted his chest, leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and prepared to go to sleep.
In his drowsy state, Jingming noticed what sounded like someone blowing in his ear, making it itchy. He reached out and scratched his ear, not paying any attention to it.
The moment I put my hand down, that gust of wind came back to my ear.
Jing Ming waved his hand irritably, trying to disperse the gust of wind.
This is so annoying! Where did this wind come from? It's making it impossible for me to sleep peacefully!
Jing Ming cursed inwardly, turned his head, and went back to sleep.
The gust of wind followed him to a different position and then blew in his ear.
Jing Ming couldn't hold back any longer. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw that there was no one beside him.
He immediately turned to look at the empty mourning hall, and suddenly remembered something, and his whole body trembled.
Could this really be a ghost?!
That shouldn't be the case. I didn't mistreat her much when she was alive, so why is she scaring people after she's dead?
“Jingming… Jingming…”
A woman's mournful voice suddenly came from behind him, and Jing Ming tensed up, not daring to turn around to look.
His neck stiffened as he stared at the empty ground before him, cold sweat pouring down his face.
This...this voice, is it really hers?
“Jingming…”
The mournful sound continued, and Jingming was already so frightened that his legs went weak, but he dared not turn his head to look at the source of the sound.
He patted his chest to bolster his courage.
Just as he was about to turn his head, a deathly pale face suddenly appeared in front of him, startling him so much that his eyes widened in shock.
"Ah!!! A ghost!"
With a thud, Jing Ming fell to the ground, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted from fright.
Jing Shu, standing to the side, was terrified when she saw her mother's pale face and mournful eyes.
She huddled shakily in the corner, her hands flailing wildly involuntarily.
"Mother, I didn't kill you. It was Jingwu who sent you to prison. Go find her and take her away. Don't frighten me anymore, Mother!"
Jing Shu waved her hands wildly, tears streaming down her face, but she didn't dare to look up again.
"Mother, we've depended on each other for so many years. You can't bear to see me die so young, can you? Mother, even if you really want to take me with you, you should wait until I'm seventy or eighty!"
Shao Wanyan's spirit floated beside her, looking at her daughter whom she had doted on since childhood, who was so afraid of her, and she couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow.
For over a decade, he had doted on this daughter, indulging her every whim. Even knowing she wasn't his biological child, he had never considered revealing it. How could she be so afraid of him!
“Ah Shu…”
Shao Wanyan reached out to touch her daughter, but to her surprise, the person in front of her waved even more fiercely upon hearing the voice.
"Ahhh, don't come any closer! I was wrong, I was wrong, okay? I was really wrong. I should have rescued you from prison. I shouldn't have turned a blind eye. Mother, please forgive me this time. I promise I'll visit your grave and burn lots and lots of paper money for you. I'll never let you suffer down there. I beg you, Mother, please go! Please go!"
Jing Shu was already sobbing uncontrollably, but even so, she still didn't dare to look up at the ghost in front of her.
She choked back tears and pleaded, hoping the ghost in front of her would disappear quickly.
Hearing this, Shao Wanyan felt a pang of pain in her heart. So she knew he was suffering in prison, but she hadn't come to his rescue, all the love he had given her for over a decade had been in vain.
Now that he's dead, the Shao family is still handling all the arrangements for his funeral.
Looking at her husband who had fainted on the ground and her daughter who dared not look up at her, Shao Wanyan suddenly felt the coldness of human nature!
Her nose stung, and she wanted to cry, but she found that she was in a spirit state and couldn't cry at all.
If it weren't for a mysterious force that brought her here from the Bridge of Helplessness, she wouldn't have known that her daughter hated and despised her so much.
Shao Wanyan felt waves of heartache, wishing she could take the daughter in front of her with her, but she couldn't bring herself to do it.
After all, she was her daughter whom she had doted on for over a decade! How could she possibly bring herself to do that?
Shao Wanyan turned her head to look at her mourning hall, laughed sarcastically a few times, and hid in a corner.
Alright, alright, let her go. After all, she's your mother, and you really can't bear to part with her.
Jing Shu cried for a long time and didn't notice any more sounds around her, so she cautiously raised her head and looked around. She found that there was no one else in the mourning hall except for herself and her father.
He then stood up, let out a long sigh, and wiped away his tears.
I didn't see my mother. Could it be that she went to seek revenge on Jingwu?
That's for the best. Why should Jingwu, a woman who grew up in a Taoist temple, have such good fortune?
Everything good happens to her. Shao Chengrui has a bright future ahead of him, yet the Shao family only recognizes her as their niece. Why is that?
I am also my mother's daughter in name only, so why shouldn't she acknowledge me?!
Mother, you'd better take her away tonight. That way, the Shao family will only have her as their niece!
Jingwu was also keeping a close eye on the mourning hall. When he saw that Shao Wanyan still couldn't bring herself to do it, he sneered, threw the mirror on the table, and stopped looking at the hall.
She really dotes on Jing Shu. Even knowing that her daughter didn't save her and that she wasn't her biological daughter, she couldn't bring herself to scare her.
Jingwu leaned back in his chair, looking at the sky outside the window with an extremely grim expression.
Yue Huai, who was brewing tea nearby, sighed inwardly as he watched her like this.
Then, he placed the brewed tea in front of her and said softly, "This year's tribute tea is something I just got from the Crown Prince. Please try it."
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