Unexpectedly, Lan Ying still got pregnant.
The child cannot be kept.
Otherwise, no family with any standing would marry their daughter into the family.
His grandmother gave him two choices.
Beauty or future prospects?
He wanted to choose Lan Ying.
But reality stood starkly in the way.
The reason why powerful and influential families prospered generation after generation was not only because their descendants were successful, but also because of intermarriage.
If someone marries a woman from a humble background due to poor morals, at least three generations of their family will be affected.
The Ye family is not a top-tier wealthy family to begin with. If they are still willful and confused about marriage, then there will truly be no future for them.
He couldn't bear to give up power and wealth, and couldn't bear the fall from grace.
We had no choice but to abandon Lan Ying.
He abandoned his own flesh and blood.
Ye Jiayao looked sorrowful. "Lan Ying, don't blame me. It's all fate. For the sake of my family and parents, I have no right to act recklessly. We are destined to be apart in this life. I only hope that in the next life I can be free and stay with you until we grow old."
He spoke with heartfelt emotion, even with tears in his eyes.
Lan Ying couldn't help but be moved, "Ye Lang..."
Jiang Shumiao almost rolled her eyes.
Although she was not involved in romantic love, she knew that mutual affection had to be based on equality between the two people, otherwise it would be difficult to become a couple.
Given the historical context, Lan Ying and Ye Jiayao could not become husband and wife in a legitimate way, but having multiple wives and concubines was within the rules, and if it was consensual, everyone would be happy.
Unfortunately, Ye Jiayao did something stupid and didn't take responsibility, instead using Old Madam Ye's help to cover it up.
Lan Ying is still a hopeless romantic...
She slapped him across the face. "Wake up! If he truly loved you that much, he wouldn't have just watched you die, especially not by burying you alive—such a heinous act. You're practically a ghost, yet you're still so clueless. Where's that fierce determination you had when you wanted to strangle the culprit? You become so muddle-headed when it comes to men?"
Lan Ying was a little dazed by the pat, but then she came to her senses.
Yes, he died tragically in a dry well.
He eagerly awaited his marriage to a woman from a wealthy and noble family, and he never even told himself about his pregnancy until his death.
Such a heartless and ungrateful man still has to pretend to be devoted to deceive her.
Heh~
Lan Ying chuckled self-deprecatingly, then suddenly pounced.
"It was you! You all conspired to kill my child! You all deserve to die, you all deserve to be buried with us, mother and child!"
Ye Jiayao stared wide-eyed in horror.
Princess Duanmin instinctively stood in front of her son to protect him.
Old Madam Ye screamed, and Ye Wenzhou rushed over.
Just as Lan Ying was about to reach Ye Jiayao's neck with both hands, she froze completely.
Jiang Shumiao flicked a thin line of light with her finger, which wrapped around her waist, rendering her unable to move.
Princess Duanmin immediately helped her son to his feet and quickly hid behind Jiang Shumiao.
"Thank you for saving me, Princess."
When Lan Ying learned that she had been betrayed by her lover and that her son had died tragically, she was filled with resentment and her ghostly aura surged. The scars on her face and body from when she was hit by a stone gradually became visible, and she was covered in blood.
It looks terrifying.
The Ye family members couldn't help but step back.
Old Madam Ye shouted, "Kill her! Kill her now!"
"Shut up!"
Jiang Shumiao shouted coldly.
Old Madam Ye suddenly shut her mouth. Although she looked resentful and embarrassed at being humiliated, she finally realized the situation and dared not provoke Jiang Shumiao any further.
Lan Ying struggled but couldn't break free, and screamed, "Let me go! You are a goddess, you should be acting on behalf of Heaven, why are you protecting those who do evil? Why are you targeting me, the victim?"
Jiang Shumiao cast a spell to trap her.
"I'm protecting you."
Lan Ying wouldn't listen at all, her eyes filled with resentment. "They killed me and my child, and even hired a Taoist priest to take my soul away, preventing me from being reborn. Such wicked people deserve to go to hell."
Jiang Shumiao said, "You are a ghost, and they are people. If you become a vengeful ghost and kill people, you will truly be unable to reincarnate."
Lan Ying roared, "Even if my soul is scattered, I will avenge myself and the child in my womb!"
The intense resentment and the sudden chill in the air terrified Madam Ye and Ye Jiayao, their faces showing fear.
Ye Jiayao said tremblingly, "Lan Ying, Lan Ying, I beg you, please go, don't bother me anymore. I really don't want you to die, but I have no choice. We grew up together, you know me. How could I bear to hurt you? That child, he was never meant to be born. I owe you in this life, I will make it up to you in the next..."
"Pooh!"
Lan Ying had fully regained her senses and immediately cursed, "If you had even a shred of conscience, you shouldn't have hidden the fact that I'm pregnant. That's your own flesh and blood, how could you bear to do that? Do you know what it feels like to be crushed to death, buried alive in the mud, and unable to breathe? Do you know how dark and cold it is in that dry well?"
She laughed and cried at the same time, every word dripping with bloodlust, "It's pitiful that I died without ever knowing that you were involved. My child, he left me before I even knew he existed... You heartless bastards, your hands stained with blood yet you still enjoy wealth and glory. Heaven is unjust, then let me avenge myself!"
The ghostly energy surged again, managing to break free of its restraints.
She flew to Madam Ye and Ye Jiayao once again.
Jiang Shumiao did not stop her.
"ah-"
Old Madam Ye's screams were abruptly cut short as her neck was grabbed.
Ye Jiayao collapsed to the ground again, staggering backward.
"stop!"
Ye Wenzhou, his face flushed with anxiety, looked pleadingly at Jiang Shumiao, "Princess, please save my mother, she..."
"Those who do evil will be punished."
Jiang Shumiao said slowly, "Her hands were stained with blood, yet she could still offer incense and worship Buddha as if nothing had happened. She is a very evil person. Now that she is being avenged by a ghost, it is just the cycle of cause and effect."
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