Li Ye's tone was filled with a heartfelt farewell.
"good!"
Linghu Lan nodded with a smile.
Qi Wuhe breathed a sigh of relief, flew up, gave Linghu Lan a deep look, and then turned around and led Li Ye downstairs.
Li Ye looked up at Linghu Lan with a smile, and whispered a few words in Qi Wuhe's ear. "Tell them to treat her like their aunt. If anything happens to her, you will be held responsible."
"Yes!" Qi Wuhe replied, sent a message to the Prince's Mansion, and then quickly left with Li Ye.
He made a mistake today.
Linghu Lan watched Li Ye leave, thinking, "What a lovely young man!"
She turned around and looked down at the vast palace.
Master Wang and Hu Sanniang had just come out of the bedroom when they saw Linghu Lan and were clearly taken aback. They quickly knelt on the ground and respectfully kowtowed to Linghu Lan.
"Greetings, Auntie!"
Linghu Lan: "..." She really knows what's good for her.
She surveyed the layout of the Prince's mansion from her vantage point, then jumped down from the gate tower. Ignoring Master Wang and Hu Sanniang, she reached out and touched every corner of the house, disrupting the original feng shui and turning it into a burning house.
Qin Ya said that the ancestors of Master Wang's family were officials and could protect their descendants for three generations. Since she couldn't move people, she wanted to use her limited knowledge of feng shui to see if a house that was bound to cause a fire sooner or later would still protect Master Wang.
When they passed by Master Wang, both Master Wang and Hu Sanniang visibly trembled.
They never expected that the Taoist priest from Baiyun Temple, whom they had painstakingly hired at great expense, would be useless. He actually said that the woman in front of them was a human being and that they should treat her as their aunt in order to ensure the peace and tranquility of their home. This was simply outrageous.
They were seething with anger, but there was nothing they could do.
If even the Taoist priests at Baiyun Temple couldn't do anything to this woman, then they were even less capable. In the end, they could only accept their fate.
Linghu Lan tampered with the feng shui of the Prince's mansion before returning to her own room.
When the little maid Qiuxiang saw her come in, she hurried over and said with a smile, "Grandma, why did you take so long to come back? Qiuxiang was so worried about you."
Looking at her innocent and adorable face, Linghu Lan laughed and said, "You're worried about me? Aren't you afraid I'm a ghost?"
"I'm not afraid!" Qiu Xiang smiled, pursing her lips. "This servant believes you are not a ghost, and even if you are, you are a good ghost."
Linghu Lan's heart stirred, and she sighed, "Three days from now, this house will catch fire. When that time comes, you should hide in the southwest to avoid being affected."
Qiu Xiang was stunned. "A big fire? Auntie, are you kidding me?"
Linghu Lan smiled but didn't say anything.
Qiu Xiang realized she had spoken rashly and quickly said, "Thank you for reminding me, Auntie. I will remember it."
Go!
Linghu Lan felt sleepy and wanted to rest.
Qiu Xiang hurriedly went out. Linghu Lan lay on the bed, thinking about Mo Tang and Li Ye. After a while, she sighed and fell asleep.
When she woke up, she felt a cold wind swirling around her feet.
Linghu Lan rolled over and sat up, calmly straightening her clothes. Looking at the swirling gust of wind, she smiled and said, "Miss Qin, now that you're here, why don't you show yourself?"
The cold wind chuckled for a moment, then stopped, revealing Qin Ya's slender figure. Smiling, she said to Linghu Lan, "I have accomplished my mission. Look over there, who is that?"
Linghu Lan looked in the direction she was pointing and saw a female ghost: Ning Yue.
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