In the next two years, Wen Luoying completely overturned the maids' impression of her, and because she acted without any scruples, the prime minister and his wife also knew about their daughter.
"Master, tell me, how could our well-behaved and sensible daughter become like this? Is she still our daughter?" The Prime Minister's wife asked in a choked voice, wiping the tears from her cheeks with a handkerchief.
"Well, I have sent someone to contact Master Zhiyuan of Anguo Temple. Let's ask him to come and take a look," the Prime Minister said, seeming to have aged a lot.
Seeing her master's appearance, the prime minister's wife couldn't help crying, "My poor daughter..."
Then, he fainted because he could not bear the blow for a moment.
Master Zhiyuan arrived at the Prime Minister's residence seven days later. The prime minister gave the excuse that his wife was unwell, and Doctor Lin recommended Master Zhiyuan to come and treat the wife.
The prime minister's wife had indeed been bedridden for several days. Even Wen Luoying had not gone out to hang out during these days and had been staying by her bedside to take care of her.
The Prime Minister personally welcomed Master Zhiyuan into the bedroom of the main house. The Prime Minister's wife had fallen into a coma, and Wen Luoying was standing obediently aside.
Master Zhiyuan looked around the bedroom calmly. When he saw Wen Luoying, he raised his eyebrows slightly. Then he walked to the bedside and took the pulse of the prime minister's wife.
The Prime Minister and Wen Luoying both looked at Master Zhiyuan nervously. Wen Luoying even prayed in her heart that nothing would happen to the Prime Minister's wife. It was not that she and the Prime Minister's wife had a deep mother-daughter relationship, but most of her expenses for going out for a life of debauchery were provided by the Prime Minister's wife. Ever since the Prime Minister and his wife found out about what she had been doing outside a year ago, the Prime Minister stopped giving her all her pocket money and monthly allowance.
The reason why she was able to spend money later was all because she was sweet-talking and could coax the prime minister's wife so that she could have money to spend.
Wen Luoying waited for a while, and seeing Master Zhiyuan feeling the pulse and mumbling in silence, she stepped forward anxiously, and asked with tears in her eyes, "Master, how is my mother?"
Master Zhiyuan, who had his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes upon hearing Wen Luoying's voice and looked at her quietly. What kind of eyes were those? They were like a still well, quiet and profound, yet they seemed to be able to see through everything.
Wen Luoying suddenly panicked and took a small step back, "Master, what's wrong?"
Master Zhiyuan didn't say anything, but just closed his eyes and continued to take the pulse, but Wen Luoying broke out in a cold sweat and her face turned pale.
"Ying'er, what's wrong with you?" The Prime Minister saw the whole scene just now, and his heart ached, but he endured it. Now is not the time yet. "Thanks to you for taking care of your mother these days, but you also have to take care of your body. I'm here with your mother, you go back and rest first."
"But, mother..." Wen Luoying was very tempted, but still wanted to pretend.
"It's okay. If there is anything, I will let the maid inform you in time."
"Father, I'll go back and rest for a while. I do feel a little dizzy now."
"Well, let's go."
Wen Luoying simply bowed and turned around, eager to leave. Looking at Master Zhiyuan, she always felt a little nervous.
After Wen Luoying left, the Prime Minister waited for a while. Master Zhiyuan finally made a move. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Master!"
"Mo Ji, can you please spare me a moment to talk?"
"Okay, Master, this way please!"
The Prime Minister asked the maid to take good care of his wife and took Master Zhiyuan to the study.
"Master, my wife..."
"Madam, you're fine. It's just caused by overthinking. Just take care of yourself."
"That little girl..."
"This person is no longer the original Miss Wen. I have just carefully observed the face of this Miss Wen and found that Miss Wen should have died two years ago. Moreover, I have just calculated based on the face of you and your wife, and Miss Wen is indeed dead..."
"So, the person living in my daughter's body now is a wandering ghost?!" The Prime Minister seemed unable to bear it and asked anxiously while holding onto the table.
"yes!"
"No wonder, no wonder Ying'er, who has always been well-behaved and obedient, has become so unruly... My poor daughter!" Even the prime minister, who is usually calm and composed and has great authority over the country, now has tears in his eyes.
"Now that the matter has been resolved, I'm taking my leave!" Master Zhiyuan looked at the injured Prime Minister, his eyes still calm, and he just bowed and said goodbye.
"I'll see you off, Master," the Prime Minister forced himself to stand up.
"It's alright, I can leave on my own, but I still want to advise you, sir, to make a decision when necessary and not to make trouble; if you don't make a decision when necessary, you will suffer the consequences! Goodbye!"
"Master!" The Prime Minister hurried out of the house, but Master Zhiyuan was no longer in sight. He had to turn around dejectedly and return to his study.
It took Wen Luoying a long time to feel the heat in her body after she returned to her room. She calmed herself down, called Chunlan, and asked her to go and check on the Prime Minister's wife and see if Master Zhiyuan had left. Chunlan left as she was told.
After a cup of tea, Chunlan reported back that the lady had taken medicine and gone to bed, the master had also left, and the prime minister had been working in the study.
Wen Luoying finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and she also had other thoughts, "Prepare some wine and food for the young lady, she is hungry!"
"yes!"
The Prime Minister stayed in the study until the moon was halfway up in the sky, then he dragged his heavy steps to the bedroom in the main house. Looking at his wife who had taken medicine and gone to sleep again, he felt worried. He didn't know how to tell his wife about his daughter. But if he didn't tell her, she would be deceived by the ghost, and if it continued, it might bring disaster to the family. Well, he would tell her tomorrow, when his wife woke up.
Wen Luoying was unaware of all that the Prime Minister was worried about. She didn't know that her vest had been completely stripped off. Before going to bed, she was still thinking about going to the Young Prostitutes' Office tomorrow. She heard that a young man had come recently and he was quite nice!
That's right. Since a year and a half ago, Wen Luoying felt that going to the Red Mansion to see women was really boring, and later she became directly infatuated with young male prostitutes. Sometimes she even kept three or four of them to play with together. These things were basically spread outside, and the entire Xinli Dynasty basically knew that the prime minister had a dissolute lady in his family.
The next day, when Wen Luoying was immersed in the land of tenderness, a burst of crying was heard from the bedroom in the main courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, which lasted for a long time...
After crying, the prime minister's wife only said one sentence to the prime minister, "I can't let a wandering ghost use my daughter's body to do something immoral!" After that, the prime minister's wife lay in the quilt and continued to cry.
Having been married for decades, the Prime Minister easily understood what his wife meant. So when Wen Luoying returned home that night, the Prime Minister personally brought her a bowl of the sweet soup that his daughter loved most when she was alive...
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