The temperature inside the room dropped sharply.
A wind was blowing from all directions.
Song Yushu's face turned somewhat pale.
"Qing...Qingwan, who...who are you talking to?"
Jiang Qingwan gave a cool smile.
She didn't answer her, still staring at that corner, her bright little face revealing a strange mystery.
"Although people in the living world have no say in matters of the underworld, as long as you can afford the price, I can grant your wish and send you away."
The sound of a woman sobbing could be heard on the wind.
Mo Yunhan's heart trembled violently, and his voice trembled as he spoke.
"Jiang Qingwan, who did you see?"
Yun Xiaoran, lying on the bed, was terrified.
"For the sake of Brother Yunhan, I'll let you save me. Don't talk nonsense anymore."
Jiang Qingwan slowly turned around.
A golden lotus flower flashed across his eyes.
“I can save you, but I’ve already used up all my favors with Mo Yunhan. If you want to live, you’ll have to exchange something for it. I want… Bai Ci Manor.”
These words caused an uproar among everyone present.
Baicishan Manor was the former residence of the Yun family.
After Yun Xiaoran's grandfather and father died on the battlefield, only two lonely sisters were left to live with their frail grandmother.
After her grandmother passed away, her elder sister also died mysteriously. The Empress Dowager, remembering her past relationship with her grandmother and pitying the orphan of the Yun family, took her into the palace to raise her. After she came of age, she conferred the title of County Princess on Yun Xiaoran and bestowed upon her a new mansion.
To commemorate her loved ones, Yun Xiaoran renovated the Yun family's old residence into the magnificent Bai Cishan Manor, where she enshrined the memorial tablets of the deceased members of the Yun family.
In all accounts, it can be considered the ancestral hall of the Yun family.
Jiang Qingwan's demand for this is really going too far.
Yun Xiaoran burst into tears again.
"Brother Yunhan, she's trying to force me to my death!"
Mo Yunhan's voice was also filled with suppressed anger.
Yun Yaoyao's memorial tablet is enshrined inside.
He had already wronged her while she was still alive.
How can we disturb her peace now?
"Jiang Qingwan, you can have as much silver as you want. As for other conditions, as long as I can meet them, I will agree to them. But I really cannot give you Bai Ci Manor."
Jiang Qingwan looked at the dark figure in the corner again, her smile unusually cold.
"The human heart is the hardest thing to predict. I have already asked for you, but they won't allow it."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Yunhan gripped her wrist tightly.
"Jiang Qingwan! Who are you talking to? Who's there?"
A name is about to emerge.
The beads hanging from his waist shimmered with a faint light, flickering on and off.
Jiang Qingwan tried to pull her hand back, but failed. Frustrated, she focused her spiritual energy and slammed it hard into his chest.
Caught off guard, the man took a solid beating, letting out a muffled groan as a metallic taste filled his mouth, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his lips.
"Yun Han?" Song Yushu's face changed drastically with anxiety. "Qing Wan, you..."
Mo Yunhan pulled her back, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
“Aunt, it’s none of her business.”
Just as Yun Xiaoran was about to add fuel to the fire, a dark shadow flashed before her eyes, and a hideous face covered in bloody knife marks suddenly appeared in front of her.
Unlike the blurry shadows I'd seen before.
This time it was incredibly clear.
She could even see those blood-stained eyes glaring at her with hatred.
"ah!"
She screamed in fright.
He grabbed the black purse hidden under his pillow and held it high.
"I'm not afraid of you. Come on, or get out of my way!"
Others cannot see it.
All that could be seen was Yun Xiaoran screaming on the bed like a madwoman, completely devoid of any noble lady demeanor.
Jiang Qingwan looked at the purse in her hand.
It is embroidered with talismans, and there should be talisman paper hidden inside.
Although it possesses spiritual power, it is not strong.
"You know that if you do something wrong, you're afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. Look at the wear and tear on this purse. You must have seen her long before you fell ill. Let me tell you, this purse of yours is useless."
Yun Xiaoran was about to retort when she looked up and saw that face again.
Terrified, she covered herself with the blanket, trembling all over. She no longer dared to be arrogant, and screamed at the top of her lungs.
“Jiang Qingwan, kill her, and I’ll give you Bai Cishan Manor.”
Jiang Qingwan stood there gracefully.
"The price is different now; add another ten thousand taels of silver."
Yun Xiaoran was furious and suddenly threw off the covers.
"Why don't you just rob it!"
"ah!"
A blood-soaked face floated over again, and hands with their palm bones violently crushed, reeking of stench, reached for her neck.
She was already suffering from insomnia day and night, and was mentally exhausted and tense. If it weren't for the holy water given to her by the Empress Dowager, she would have collapsed long ago.
He was weak and sweating profusely, lying limply on the bed with his hair disheveled, looking like a drowning madman.
His mind was so stimulated that he was almost driven mad.
"Yun Yaoyao, what exactly do you want? What do you want to do? I'm not afraid of you. If you have the guts, come and kill me! Come and get your revenge!"
Granny Li rushed over and covered her mouth.
"Princess...Princess is driven mad by grief for her deceased sister. Your Highness, Madam Song, Lady Jiang, please have mercy and save her."
After shouting, Yun Xiaoran's eyes rolled back and she fainted.
Song Yushu had no time to check on her; instead, she looked at Mo Yunhan with concern and spoke cautiously.
"Yun Han, you..."
Mo Yunhan slowly turned his head to look at the corner that Jiang Qingwan had just looked at.
There was actually nothing there.
But he seemed to see a girl crying in front of him under the peach tree.
"Yun Yaoyao, is that you?"
The sobbing was faint and indistinct.
Jiang Qingwan felt somewhat annoyed.
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