"Take your son away, hehehe."
"No!" Jiang Wan struggled to get out of bed, her posture contorted as she tried to kowtow to him: "It's all my fault, please don't hurt my son."
"It's my fault that you're in trouble. I bribed your servant. I'm so sorry!"
"I...I...I will live a vegetarian life and chant Buddhist scriptures from now on. I will find a master to perform a ritual to help you pass on to the afterlife. Please, have mercy and let me rest in peace."
Perhaps due to excessive emotional distress, Jiang Wan fainted after saying these words.
When she woke up the next day, her throat had returned to normal, without any pain or itching, and there were no marks on her neck from being strangled.
She wondered if she had really seen a ghost yesterday, or if it was just a nightmare.
But just in case, she ordered all the meat dishes to be removed during the meal, and only ate some plain porridge and side dishes.
If she weren't worried that arranging a ritual so soon after Shen Guangzong's seven-day mourning period would arouse suspicion, she would have invited a master to come to her door today.
However, she still secretly burned a lot of paper money.
When she went to bed that night, she specifically asked her maid to come and keep her company.
But when she woke up in the middle of the night, she found herself all alone in bed.
"Zhu'er?" Jiang Wan's voice trembled as she tried to call out, but dared not raise her voice too much: "Zhu'er... Zhu..."
At this moment!
Suddenly a woman's voice came from not far away: "I am not Pearl."
"You don't remember me?"
The voice sounded very young, maybe seventeen or eighteen years old, and it was very pleasant to listen to.
Jiang Wan mustered her courage and looked toward the source of the sound. She saw a woman in white standing in the corner, holding a swaddled baby in her arms. The blanket wrapped around the baby and her own clothes were stained with blood, which was very shocking.
She was clearly afraid, yet she couldn't help but move her gaze upwards, finally landing on the woman's face.
Her face was like a lotus calyx, and her lips like cherries.
Her arched eyebrows resembled distant green mountains, and her bright, clear eyes were like autumn water.
Jiang Wan's mouth gaped open, opening and closing repeatedly, seemingly too shocked to utter a sound.
"Wei, Wei, Wei..."
"I don't call you 'Hey'."
"Wei Yueru!" Jiang Wan's hands and feet were ice-cold, numb, whether from the cold or from fear, she didn't know.
It's not July anymore, so why are they all coming to see her one after another?!
Wei Yueru approached her, holding an empty swaddled baby: "My child is missing. He clearly left with me, but I can't find him anywhere."
"I'm so lonely..."
"I want a child to keep me company. Can I have your child to play with?"
Her tone was clearly so gentle, but to Jiang Wan, it sounded like Shen Guangzong's teeth chattering.
"Don't hurt my Lan'er!" Jiang Wan was terrified: "He's so young. He wasn't even born when you died. He's innocent."
"I beg you, please let him go."
"I didn't mean to kill you and your child..."
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