"I've already sent someone to invite a highly respected master. Once he arrives, he'll definitely restore this place to its former state. You all need to take good care of yourselves during this time, and try not to stay alone. I don't want to say anything more. You can figure things out yourselves!" Wen Wuquan looked around, taking in everyone's expressions.
Hearing that their master was going to invite a master, the servants breathed a sigh of relief.
If the master agrees to this request, they will no longer have to worry about a real vengeful ghost appearing and harming someone's life.
Everyone immediately knelt on the ground, shouting their gratitude to their master. They said that meeting such a master was the greatest blessing they could ever have as servants.
After the crowd dispersed, Wenwu returned to his study, where a portrait of a beautiful woman hung—the very image of Yueniang from years past.
He gently stroked the painting with one hand and sighed, "Moon Maiden, is that you who has returned?"
In Wenwuquan's opinion, the person who did the deed was most likely Yueniang. He couldn't think of anyone else who would have such a big grudge against him or such hatred for this mansion.
He sighed and said slowly, "I'm so sorry for everything that happened back then. I shouldn't have dragged you into this in the first place, and I shouldn't have failed to protect you in the end, letting that vicious woman scheme against you. You lost all your good reputation and your life."
The candlestick beside him swayed twice, as if responding to Wen Wuquan's voice, causing his tightly furrowed brows to relax instantly.
"Moon Maiden, I know you hate me, I know you resent me. But those people are innocent, please stop!" Wen Wuquan's voice sounded somewhat weary; he dared not face Moon Maiden, nor the person who had protected him.
"Moon Maiden," Wenwu called out, "I miss you. I want you by my side, no matter what we're doing, you'll be here with me. Moon Maiden, may I ask you to come and meet me in my dreams?"
After he finished speaking, he hugged the painting tightly and went to sleep.
Lu Qingyan floated in through the window, looked at the middle-aged man who was not young but whose handsome appearance in his youth was still faintly visible, and gave him a sarcastic smile.
Yes, he eventually reformed. But his confidence in his reformation was built on Yue Niang's life and their relationship. Without Yue Niang, he probably wouldn't have been able to discover his true self.
Lu Qingyan waved her hand, and a wisp of black energy rushed into Wen Wuquan's mind. He unconsciously frowned, as if he had a terrible nightmare last night.
"What's the use of knowing you're wrong? The most precious things are gone forever." Lu Qingyan sighed and drifted out the window again.
Wen Wuquan, still dreaming, kept changing the expression on his face.
In his dream, Wenwu was overjoyed to welcome the sedan chair of his beloved woman. Everyone outside praised his good taste, and his smug expression could hardly conceal the joy between his brows.
He was an extremely proud person, and finally got what he wanted and obtained everything he desired.
But in that instant, the sky changed dramatically, and a thunderclap split the sedan chair in two.
In the face of natural disasters, no one can escape unscathed. He watched helplessly as the sedan chair was struck by lightning and burst into flames. The raging fire consumed the bridal sedan chair, seemingly burning away all hope in the world, and soon turned everything here to ashes.
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