Chapter 124: Clear distinction between gratitude and resentment, clean reputation

Butler Ma was still trying to kowtow, praying for a little mercy from the ghost girl in front of him.

After he kowtowed dozens of times, he heard the ghost girl speak faintly, her voice was like crying and complaining, which made his scalp numb: "Why is the second sister so cruel? What did I do wrong?"

"You are right! Third Miss, you are right!" Butler Ma immediately replied in a flattering way: "It's all because of the second miss's narrow-mindedness! It was obviously you who was molested by King Rui, but she turned the tables and said that you seduced her, and she held a grudge in her heart. It's all her fault, it's all her fault! She deserves to die!"

In order to save his life, Butler Ma sold out his master completely, with a righteous and hypocritical look, which made Jiang Ning want to stab him again.

"What about the Madam? Should she die?" Jiang Ning didn't want to let anyone who killed Nangong Ling go.

"Madam... Madam..." Butler Ma thought that the Third Miss had been dissatisfied with Luo Siyi for a long time, and said in line with her: "Although the Madam didn't know about this matter, as the mistress of the family, she didn't teach her daughter well. She taught a daughter as cruel and ruthless as the Second Miss. She deserves to die!"

Okay, ignorance is not a crime, this person won't be killed. Jiang Ning thought.

"What about my father? Should he die?" Jiang Ning asked again.

Although from the news I heard before, Prime Minister Nangong was a good official and a good husband, but he was definitely not a good father to Nangong Ling.

If he was deceived in this matter, it would be fine, but if he knew about it and protected Nangong Muyan, Jiang Ning would make him pay the price!

Housekeeper Ma was stunned. Was this female ghost going to kill people? He could let other people die in his place with a clear conscience, but he couldn't do that to the Prime Minister who saved his life.

"Miss San, the Prime Minister is indeed innocent. He was patrolling in the Jiangnan area during that time. The Madam didn't take care of things much. The Second Miss was in charge of everything in the mansion. The Prime Minister knew nothing! Miss San, you can't kill innocent people for revenge!"

Housekeeper Ma kowtowed to Jiang Ning again, wanting her to let Nangong Ya go.

"I was missing, and he didn't even come to look for me. It's clear that he doesn't care about me at all. You still say he doesn't deserve to die?" Jiang Ning asked tentatively.

Since Nangong Muyan was the head of the Prime Minister's Mansion at that time, the rumor that Nangong Ling eloped must have been spread by her. How did she make the Prime Minister not doubt this reason?

There must be someone else who said something!

"It's Dongmei who deserves to die! She lied to the Prime Minister and made him believe that you really eloped. It's her who deserves to die. It's none of your business!" Butler Ma said hurriedly.

Jiang Ning saw that this Butler Ma didn't care about other people in the Prime Minister's Mansion, but was loyal to Nangong Ya.

"Do you want me to let you go?"

After a moment, housekeeper Ma heard the ghost ask this and kowtowed hurriedly: "Miss San, please let me go. I promise to burn paper and incense for you every day after I go back. I will also ask a few monks to chant sutras for you so that you can reincarnate smoothly... As long as you can stop pestering me, I am really just following the orders of Miss Er..."

Housekeeper Ma thought that his earnest words of pleading for mercy would move the ghost, but he didn't expect to hear a cold laugh as soon as he finished speaking.

"Hehehe... What do I want to reincarnate for? I want to make the bad guys get what they deserve, and I want to wash away the stigma on my body! Do you want to help me?"

"Let the bad guys get what they deserve" is nothing more than a fierce ghost demanding life, and "wash away the stigma on my body" probably refers to the rumor of elopement.

Butler Ma understood the Third Miss's intention in an instant. When he was hesitating, the person in front of him slowly raised a knife.

"Help! Help! Help!" Butler Ma didn't care about anything else. Even if he was driven out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, it was better than dying here: "Third Miss, please let me go. I will go back and tell the Prime Minister all the facts. I will definitely clear the Third Miss's name!"

"Butler Ma, don't lie to me, otherwise..."

Before Jiang Ning finished her threatening words, Butler Ma began to kowtow again: "Third Miss, I dare not, I dare not!"

The female ghost walked slowly in front of him. Butler Ma suppressed the urge to escape and kept kowtowing motionlessly.

"Then go ahead. I'll always be watching over you."

Butler Ma felt as if he had been pardoned after hearing these words. He thanked them repeatedly, and then a hand was placed on his shoulder. The next moment, he knelt in the dimly lit alley, with a bright full moon above his head.

Butler Ma stood up by supporting himself on the ground, and walked out of the alley that he had not walked out of all night with his slow legs.

This time, there were no ghost claws that suddenly appeared on his shoulders, and he did not go back to that strange place. He walked forward steadily step by step, and finally walked out of the alley.

"Huh..."

With the relief of surviving a disaster, Butler Ma leaned against the wall at the entrance of the alley and gasped.

With the moon's bright light shining on him, Butler Ma looked down and saw that his blue clothes had been stained with blood, showing a dark color. The four knife wounds on them clearly reminded him of what had just happened.

How dare a mortal body fight against ghosts?

Butler Ma rested for a while, then walked towards the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Find the Prime Minister and tell him everything.

This was Butler Ma's only thought.

Jiang Ning followed Butler Ma in a cloak in the space, and after many twists and turns, they came to a mansion in the northern district of the capital.

The mansion in front of her was majestic, spacious and tall. Jiang Ning looked up at the three words "Nangong Mansion" and knew that this was where Nangong Ling had lived for more than ten years. Jiang

Ning did not believe in ghosts and gods, although she herself had experienced such unscientific things as resurrection from the dead.

But at this moment, Jiang Ning hoped that there really were such things as "spirits in heaven" and "knowing things in the afterlife" in the world. She hoped that the dead Nangong Ling could know everything and see everything she did.

Butler Ma did not enter from the main door. He went around to a small door on the side and knocked for a while. A man's question came from behind the door: "Who is it?"

"Old Zhong, open the door, it's me." Butler Ma shouted.

The door opened, and Jiang Ning saw a man about the same age as Butler Ma behind the door. Seeing him come back, she asked: "Butler Ma, why did you take so long? Hey, why is there blood on your head? Were you beaten?"

"Oh, don't ask, is the master in the study?"

Jiang Ning followed Butler Ma into the door. There was a small path inside, with plum blossoms planted on both sides, and the fragrance was fragrant. A few steps away is the veranda, under which is a pond. In the cold winter, you can still see water lilies in the pond. There are several rooms next to the veranda, and in the moonlight you can see the rockery pavilion not far away.

This is an exquisite and noble house.

"The master just came back from the palace not long ago, he should be in the study, do you want to go find him?" Old Zhong answered and asked again.

"Don't ask."

Butler Ma still said this, then ignored him and hurried to the study.