Ning Yue stood there, her slender figure and delicate, willow-like posture evoking tenderness and affection. She took a deep breath and said softly and gently:
“Young lady, I don’t know if you’re having a fit of hysteria, running here pointing at living people and talking about ghosts and monsters. I’m a perfectly normal person, and you’re deliberately slandering me and causing discord in my family. Do you think that makes you happy? I’ve been married into Baihua Village for less than three years, and I’ve only been to the town a few times. How could I possibly know the lady of your royal mansion? Is your royal mansion so easy to enter?”
I don't know where I've offended you, or perhaps you have some connection with Lan Qinyu. Do you dare lift your veil and let us see your face? Even if you intend to harm me, let me know who is truly behind it."
Linghu Lan smiled slightly, a gentle breeze ruffling her veil, sparking the imagination. "Whether what I'm saying is true or not, you know, I know, he knows, heaven and earth, gods and spirits know. It's easy for me to gain your trust, but I'm afraid you wouldn't dare to agree to what I say."
“I know you are a very capable person, otherwise you wouldn’t have come to Hundred Flowers Village. However, your power and influence are not a reason to bully others. Say whatever you want. Once you’ve said your piece, please leave. We still have work to do. Unlike you, who have money and free time, we can’t just gossip about other people’s homes.”
Linghu Lan couldn't help but laugh.
This is the logic of a sophist: instead of telling you the facts and the details, she talks about identity and status, positioning herself as the victim to gain sympathy and attract attention. In the end, no one cares about the truth anymore.
"People say that Madam Ning is clever and shrewd, and it's true. She cleared herself of all charges with just a few words. I came here today with good intentions to remind the Meng family not to be bewitched by ghosts. Now it seems that I have been a bad guy in vain. The real ghost of Ning Yue is right here. Go and reason with her."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a gust of cold wind swept by.
As dusk fell, a time when ghosts were stirring, Qin Ya's chilling wind made everyone's hearts sink. In the dim darkness, a disheveled female ghost in white drifted in from afar.
Everyone stared wide-eyed, seeing it clearly. Some couldn't believe it and hurriedly rubbed their eyes. The white-clad female ghost was still in front of them. Her long hair was disheveled, and her face was a bloody mess, making her look terrifying. They could vaguely make out Ning Yue's appearance, but they couldn't be sure.
The white-clad female ghost lunged at the crowd.
"A ghost!"
The people from the first and second wives scattered and ran away, but wherever they ran, a white-clad female ghost blocked their way.
"It's none of my business, it's none of my business. The wronged should be held accountable. If you want revenge, go find Ning Yue. She's the one who harmed you."
The white-clad female ghost finally turned and lunged at Ning Yue, who was behind Meng Qingshan, the Gu family, and Meng Zhuo.
Meng Qingshan broke out in a cold sweat. Gu Shi was limp on the ground, unable to move. Sure enough, one should not do anything wrong, or one will be haunted by ghosts.
Meng Zhuo stood up, his eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.
Ghosts really do exist.
The ghost came to him again.
Is this ghost really Ning Yue?
Meng Zhuo watched helplessly as the white-clad female ghost pounced on him, passed through him, and took over Ning Yue's body.
"Ah! Help!" Ning Yue stopped, clutching her head, her fingers gripping her scalp tightly, as if she were suffering immense pain in her mind. "Get out of my body."
Suddenly, Ning Yue's tone changed. She stopped covering her head, stood up, glanced at everyone charmingly, and covered her mouth with a smile, saying, "Why should I come out? You're the one who took over my body. If anyone should leave, it's you who should get out."
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