In the middle of the night, bursts of music were heard outside Shen Xiyao's window. The woman frowned and woke up from her dream, and hurriedly called the maid.
"Xingtao, Xingtao."
"Second Miss, what's wrong? Are you getting up to go to the bathroom?"
"What's that noise outside?"
Shen Xiyao sat up and held her head. It seemed that since she fell asleep, there had been waves of such noises, and they had never stopped.
The maid had a look of surprise on her face, holding a lamp. Under the light, her face looked terrifying, and what she said made Shen Xiyao break out in a cold sweat on her back.
"There is no sound, Miss Second. I have been outside."
Shen Xiyao was still in shock and wanted to say something, but finally he waved his hand and asked her to leave.
In the next few days, Shen Xiyao did this every night, but every time the maid said she didn't hear it. After a long time, some rumors began to spread in the mansion.
"Did the second young lady do something wrong? Otherwise, why would she have nightmares for several days in a row, and every time they were about singing opera..."
"It's strange, isn't that opera the Huangmei Opera that the maid who was kicked out loved the most? This..."
"What nonsense are you talking about!? You don't want to live anymore, do you? How dare you talk about my affairs so casually!?"
She was originally just taking a walk in the garden, thinking of relaxing her body and mind, but she didn't expect to hear this group of people talking behind her back. Shen Xiyao was so angry that she wanted to beat them up to vent her anger, but Shen Xining chuckled.
"Sister, why are you so angry? It's just that the people below are bored and gossiping. If the host doesn't have this kind of tolerance, wouldn't it be a joke for nothing if the news gets out?"
Shen Xiyao bit her lower lip, but Shen Xining suddenly moved closer. The scent of gardenia on his body was fresh and elegant, but also aggressive.
"Or maybe, sister, you really did something wrong, and the maid who gave me the lotus seed soup is actually related to you, sister?"
"How, how could that be? Wasn't that maid kicked out? What does it have to do with me? Sister, I have something else to do. I'll go back first."
Shen Xining broke off a rose at hand. Her fair and tender hands looked even more delicate against the rose, and she looked like a devil.
"That would be the best. I recently heard that if you do something wrong, that person will keep coming back to claim your soul until they take it away. I see that my sister isn't in a good mood these days, and I'm a little worried..."
"I'm fine. I'm fine."
Shen Xiyao walked away quickly with trembling legs. Shen Xining narrowed his eyes as he watched her leaving. Soon, Shen Xining heard that Shen Xiyao had poked the servant who came to see her at night.
The maid served Shen Xining.
"Miss, today's incident has nothing to do with us. If we go, we will only cause more trouble."
How could I not go? If I didn't go, wouldn't this carefully arranged show soon come to an end
Sure enough, when Shen Xining arrived at Shen Xiyao's boudoir, he heard the deep voice of Shen's father.
"It's just a nightmare. Let's find a doctor to treat the second young lady tomorrow. Everyone else, please leave. Let's leave it at that."
Shen was also patiently comforting Shen Xiyao, telling her not to be afraid. Just as everyone was about to leave, Shen Xining came in pretending to be panicked, holding Shen Xiyao's hand. Her slender eyes were instantly filled with tears, her figure was straight, and she was quite charming.
"Yaoyao, isn't this true? Didn't my sister tell you today that the wronged souls will come to claim your life. If you don't clear them out in time, I'm afraid they will hurt others and yourself in the end!"
There were bruises under Shen Xiyao's eyebrows, probably because she hadn't slept well for several days. She held Shen Xining, full of desire.
"Sister, tell me, what should we do?"
There was still blood on her hands that had not been cleaned off, but Shen Xining spoke without caring.
"I heard that if you stab someone, you have to sit in the ancestral hall for a few days without eating or drinking, to show your sincerity."
"Okay, I'll go right away. I'll go right away."
Shen Xiyao got out of bed in a panic and accidentally tripped. She was lying on the ground in only her underwear. Shen's father yelled.
"Young lady from an aristocratic family, what have you done? The ancestral hall is totally untrustworthy. Tomorrow your father will find someone to get rid of the bad luck for you!"
"Father is right. Xining was misled by what those idle Taoist priests said and thought that this would save my sister. He didn't realize that my sister had never done anything evil and how could she be possessed by ghosts. Xining was too concerned and confused."
Shen Xiyao looked up and saw Shen Xining's face under the veil. There were still some scarlet spots on it. The doctor said that the face might not be able to recover completely. Isn't this a sin? I heard that the maid was driven out a few days ago. She had no money outside and died of illness. No wonder she came to her all day to ask for her life. It turned out to be because of this!
"No, no, I'm going to kneel in the ancestral hall now."
Shen Xiyao hugged her father's thighs.
"Father, please, let me go. Although I didn't do what happened that day, I am also responsible. Also, I heard that the man died of illness outside. I have never seen such a scene before, so I am heartbroken. Father, please."
As she spoke, Shen Xiyao actually began to kowtow to Shen's father, which made Shen's father so angry that he turned around and left.
Shen Xiyao stood there, hugging her legs, and was actually a little crazy.
Shen Xining stood up, met Shen's gaze, and then slowly walked away.
This is what the Shen family mother and daughter owe her, and this is just the beginning.
Shen Xiyao knelt in the ancestral hall for nearly half a month, and she became pale and thin. Shen went to beg Shen's father several times, but she didn't know that the problem was not with Shen's father, but that Shen Xiyao herself was determined to kneel. It was not until she fainted that Shen got her out of the ancestral hall.
This farce was barely over. Shen Xining listened to the maid's report with an expressionless face. The maid couldn't help but feel distressed when she saw that her young lady's face, which was once famous in the capital, was now covered with scars.
"Miss, even if it was to take revenge on that person, why would you really do this to me? What should I do if my face is really ruined?"
Shen Xining stroked her face with her fingers. She did this not for revenge, but Shen Xiyao just happened to come to her door. Even if she didn't come, she would find a way to hurt her face. After all, she still had many doubts about the marriage with the prince. If the emperor really cared about the prince, why would the prince go to the trouble of killing the fourth prince? If he was not careful, the matter would be exposed and the prince would lose the support of the people. How could the emperor's throne be passed to him then
If all this is just a trick, then wouldn't her family of Taifu be buried in vain? In this struggle for imperial power, Shen Xining has always disliked the feeling of having her fate in the hands of others. She thought slightly that tomorrow is the day when Jiang Wei will return to the court, and there will definitely be a banquet. Then, maybe she can see those two.