Chapter 8: The Origin of the Child Ghost
Lu Zhiheng frowned, glanced at the jade pendant on his waist, and fixed his gaze on the night-crying ghost. "This is a jade pendant only owned by members of the royal family. Do you have one too?"
This night-crying ghost is also called a child ghost. It is transformed from a child who died young. In recent years, there have been quite a few children who died young in the royal family. Those who become night-crying ghosts like this must be extremely resentful.
Lu Zhiheng looked at Su Tan with a questioning look in his eyes. She was probably the only one who knew the origin of this little ghost boy.
Su Tan pursed his lips, his gaze fixed on the night-crying ghost who loved to bare his teeth at him. After a pause, he said, "You are not wrong to call Princess Zhaoyang your sister."
The Night Crying Ghost bared his teeth and said, "She is my younger sister!"
"I've seen my sister!"
"I saw it when my sister was still in my belly!"
Lu Zhiheng completely concealed the expression on his face. When Zhaoyang's mother was pregnant, she had not seen many people.
Except—Lu Zhiheng's face was as dark as ink, "Your mother is the Princess of Yu."
When Zhaoyang was still in the womb, she was only close to Princess Yu.
Princess Yu was gentle and kind-hearted, and she treated others kindly. She and Prince Yu used to have a harmonious relationship.
But now it is also precarious.
When the Night Crying Ghost heard its mother's name, it immediately wanted to jump out from where it was, but unfortunately, Su Tan's immobilization spell made it nailed there like a piece of wood.
“Woo woo woo!”
The sharp and mournful cry penetrated the eardrums, and the Night Crying Ghost's red eyes shed blood and tears, "They bullied my mother!"
"They all bully my mother!"
Lu Zhiheng let his daughter's cheek face towards his chest and covered her ears. He was not at ease even if he asked someone else to hold her down, and he only felt at ease when he held her himself.
At the same time, he looked at the Night Crying Ghost. He didn't expect that this little child ghost who almost killed Zhaoyang was actually his nephew.
Lu Zhiheng narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of sneer spilling from his lips. Prince Yu had been so active in the court recently, but he couldn't even manage the backyard properly, and he almost implicated his own Zhaoyang. "My little nephew, if you have suffered any grievances, you can tell Uncle Jiu and he will take care of it for you."
Lu Zhiheng is the ninth son. Like the crown prince, he was born to Empress Yuan. However, the crown prince is now on his deathbed and is a real invalid.
The other princes became active.
And Prince Yu is the one who has been jumping around the most recently.
The Night Crying Ghost shuddered. Uncle Jiu's smile was a little creepy, but when he was still in his mother's belly, his mother had said that Uncle Jiu was a good man and Aunt Jiu was also a good person.
The Night Crying Ghost tilted its head, its mouth flattened, and it clearly had a terrifying face. At this moment, it really looked as aggrieved and pitiful as an ordinary child, "The bad woman... the bad woman had someone suffocate me to death when my mother was giving birth..."
"They say my mother gave birth to a stillborn baby and is a calamity!"
"My mother is not a disaster star, she is the best mother in the world!"
When Su Tan heard this, his expression paused slightly, a complex look flashed in his eyes, he raised the corners of his lips, but in the end he said nothing.
Lu Zhiheng looked past the Night Crying Ghost and towards her, using his eyes to question the truth of what the Night Crying Ghost said. When he saw her nod, the sarcastic arc on his face became even more pronounced.
"That year, my fourth sister-in-law gave birth to twins. The boys were covered in bruises and died shortly after birth. A passing Taoist priest declared them to be illegitimate children. Since then, my fourth sister-in-law has been considered a calamity and has been subjected to harsh treatment in Prince Yu's mansion."
"So, my poor little nephew was suffocated to death by a concubine?"
Lu Zhiheng spoke each word slowly, with a harmless expression, as if he was just talking about a very ordinary thing.
But precisely because he spoke so slowly, one could sense a chill in his voice.
Lu Zhiheng looked at the night-crying ghost and asked, "Do you know the name of the evil woman who harmed your mother?"
There was a hint of confusion on Ye Crying Ghost's face. "Uncle Jiu, are you going to kill that bad woman to avenge my mother?"
Lu Zhiheng didn't say it was right, nor did he say it was wrong.
Just looked at him quietly, "Tell me first, do you know her name?"
The words of children cannot be trusted, and the words of child ghosts may not be trustworthy either.
But who can blame Su Tan for standing next to this little ghost?
From beginning to end, Su Tan never had any intention of correcting the little ghost's words.
It can be seen that this was the inside story that no one knew two years ago.
"I know!" The Nightcry Ghost lowered its head, still trying to break free from its shackles. Like a giant wriggling insect, it let out a sharp cry, "Her last name is Bai!"
"I've heard others call her Lingling!"
The Night Crying Ghost gritted his teeth and said, "She had someone cast a spell on my house. I can't go back. She bullies my mother and my sister. I really want to bite her to death!"
"But it hurts to be close to her..."
Upon hearing this, Su Tan sighed slightly, his eyes showing some ripples as he explained, "Concubine Bai is wearing a protective amulet. It can't get close to her. If it does, it will be burned."
The Night Crying Ghost glanced at Su Tan and pursed his lips, "Hmm..."
After struggling for a while, the Night Crying Ghost suddenly raised his eyes and said in a childish voice: "You don't seem to be a bad woman~"
In his world, a beautiful woman who forcibly separates him and his sister is a bad woman.
Those who wear amulets are bad women.
Su Tan wanted to separate the Night Crying Ghost and Princess Zhaoyang, but not only was she extremely beautiful, she could also draw talismans by herself. In the eyes of the Night Crying Ghost, she was the worst of the bad women.
Lu Zhiheng held his daughter in his arms and smiled at Su Tan, "Master Su, do you have any magical tools that can allow my poor nephew to return home safely?"
"This poor child was murdered by a traitor before he even had a chance to see his father."
Su Tan: “…”
Su Tan was silent for a moment, and finally took out a black bead with round patterns from the sachet.
"Have someone find a red string to string it together and put it on its head. Then it can come and go freely in Prince Yu's Mansion."
After a pause, Su Tan's gaze fell on Princess Zhaoyang who was being held by Lu Zhiheng.
"The princess is weak and easily gets involved with dirty things. Your Highness should keep her away from strangers. Once she's safely through the first five years of her life, everything will be fine."
Lu Zhiheng frowned. From what Su Tan said, it seemed that before Zhaoyang was five years old, he would easily run into things like children's ghosts, just like today.
Lu Zhiheng's expression suddenly became solemn.
"Master Su, can you draw a talisman? You saw what happened today."
Even if you guard against thieves for a thousand days, there will always be omissions. For example, who would have thought that Zhaoyang had been ill for so long because he had encountered a ghost.
To be precise, when Lu Zhiheng asked Su Tan to return to Beijing, he was really desperate and had no other options. He asked him to come back with the mentality of giving it a try.
Thinking about it now, this was probably a blessing in disguise. Lu Zhiheng was very glad for the decision he made.
Otherwise, if something really happened to Zhaoyang, how would he have the face to see his old friend again?
Su Tan's eyes showed a slight ripple. Her fingers paused for a moment, and finally she took out a jade pendant with a red string and an exquisite little tiger string from the sachet.
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