The Double-Chapter 411 - 137 Unveiling _4

Madam Jiang the Elder’s expression drastically changed. For her, ensuring the Jiang Family’s prosperity and the growth of its heirs was her responsibility. Thus, when Jiang Li pushed Ji Shuran and caused her miscarriage, resulting in the loss of her son, it infuriated Madam Jiang the Elder most grievously. In the Jiang Residence, she might turn a blind eye to some of Ji Shuran’s actions, but that didn’t mean she would tolerate anyone harming the heirs of the Jiang Family within the Mansion!

Ji Shuran saw the cold look in Jiang Yuanbai and Madam Jiang the Elder’s eyes, and her heart sank. She was extremely frightened but didn’t know if she was more afraid of the fierce ghost coming to claim her life or of facing the Judgment of Madam Jiang the Elder and Jiang Yuanbai afterward.

All she could do was frantically shake her head, saying, "No, it’s not true, these are the nonsense words of evil spirits, how can you believe them? My lord, why would I harm your eldest daughter without any cause?"

At that moment, Jiang Li staggered forward two more steps. As she approached, the servants of the Jiang Residence all stepped aside to avoid her, since Jiang Li, shaped like a fierce ghost and possessed at the moment, was truly terrifying. Her walk was oddly unusual, with black smoke rising from the soles of her feet, making her appear as though she wasn’t touching solid ground.

Jiang Li arrived under the pagoda tree in the garden and crouched down to dig. What was buried there was shallow, and she quickly unearthed it.

"Heavens," Aunt Hu covered her mouth, tears raining down, "these... these are Yueer’s things..."

Yueer’s belongings had been buried deep with the coffin soon after her incident, fearing that it would provoke Jiang Yuanbai’s emotions, and hence, nothing of Yueer’s was left in the Mansion. It was as if over the years, she had become a stranger, leaving no trace of herself in the Jiang Family.

The rattle-drum and cloth tiger that Jiang Li dug up were indeed toys that Yueer had once played with, and there was even a swaddle. Aunt Hu knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably, only saying, "Yueer, Yueer..." her cries piercingly sharp.

In this eerie and terrifying moment, only this woman showed no fear, just immense sadness, thus adding a chilling hue to the dark courtyard. Her loud crying could break the heart of anyone who heard it.

No one could believe that Aunt Hu was pretending.

Seeing this scene, Ji Shuran became even more terrified. She knelt down and clutched the hem of Jiang Yuanbai’s robe, saying, "My lord, this evil spirit is indeed powerful, capable of confusing and beguiling people. Didn’t you see that even Chongxu Daoist Master can’t subdue her? My lord... my lord, you mustn’t believe what it says. Daoist Master, what are you doing?"

Chongxu Daoist Master shuddered, looking towards Jiang Li, and ultimately dared not throw the Demon-binding Rope. He was internally lamenting how he had gotten into this mess. The whole thing was supposed to be an act, why hadn’t Consort Li informed him beforehand that there were really ghosts in the Mansion?

What should he do now?

Directly after, Ji Shuran saw Jiang Li lift her head.

Her features were even more delicate, but because of the blood on her face, they appeared all the more grim and ghastly as she stared at Ji Shuran and suddenly burst into a strange laugh. After laughing, she dropped her head again.

"Yueru, your heart is so cruel!"

This sentence stunned Ji Shuran and all those present in the courtyard.

The voice was undeniably that of a man!

Jiang Yuanbai couldn’t help but take two steps forward to check if these words had come from Jiang Li’s mouth, but after two steps, he hesitated, perhaps due to an inherent dread.

"Yueru... Yueru, have you missed me in the years since my death?" His tone was so gentle it gave people the chills, as if it came from the depths of hell.

"Who is Yueru?" Jiang Jingrui asked.

Jiang Yuanbai coldly looked towards Ji Shuran, who by now was staring blankly at Jiang Li. If the voices of Yueer and Si Qi had made Ji Shuran suspicious before, when this unfamiliar man’s voice emerged, she was at a loss for words, feeling a buzzing in her head and her body completely void of strength.

"Yueru" was Ji Shuran’s courtesy name.

The only people who would call her by her courtesy name, apart from her parents and family, would be her husband. And the voice was certainly not Jiang Yuanbai’s; in fact, it closely resembled another person.

That person was Liu Wencai, long deceased.

"Yueru, the year my cousin came to Yanjing City to seek you, he promised a life spent together, but after you agreed, you turned around and had me killed in the inn. Though a husband and wife for a day, we are bound by a hundred days of grace. Yueru, your heart is truly cruel!"

One word stirred up waves of commotion!