Ming Yijian smiled bitterly at this point, "I was so happy back then, thinking I had met the man in the storybooks, and I felt sorry for myself because I was alone and helpless, so I agreed immediately. But after we got married, he treated me coldly. He often stared at my face, or carved his jade hairpin. Although I was disappointed, I was too busy with our livelihood to care about it. Until..."
Mu Lin felt that the resentment in her couldn't help but overflow.
"Until I became pregnant and touched the fetus in my belly that was connected to my blood, I was so happy that I didn't notice that his brows were getting more and more furrowed. I just thought he didn't like children. Who would have thought that he would actually... He actually dared to kill my child!"
Ming Yijian gnashed her teeth, and a ghost would not cry. Two lines of blood and tears slid out of Ming Yijian's eyes, which was the miserable despair of a mother. Mu Lin silently looked at her painful expression.
"After the miscarriage, I was in poor health and depressed. I barely managed to hold on for a year before I passed away. Before I died, he told me while carving a hairpin that I should never meet a wicked man like him again. He married me only because I was similar to his late wife, and he didn't want my child... He killed my child, and so did I..."
Ming Yijian closed her eyes, but tears of blood could not stop falling. She felt heartbroken and desperate. It was just like this.
Being foolish and giving one's heart to the wrong person not only endangers one's own life, but also harms the unborn child.
"What is your obsession?"
Ming Yi screamed, her bloodshot eyes filled with hatred, "He lied to me, he harmed my mother and my child, I want him to die a miserable death! I want him to pay for my child's life!"
"He must have been reincarnated long ago. As for whether he is good or evil, the judge will make the final decision. Why do you have to..."
Ming Yijian shook his head, with an unresolved stubbornness in his eyes, "My benefactor, you don't understand. These grudges can only be resolved by ourselves."
Mu Lin stopped trying to persuade her. She had heard countless tragic stories from Meng Po, far more tragic people than Ming Yi had seen, and she simply couldn't sympathize with them all.
Mu Lin just couldn't understand why these infatuated men and women were hurt by love? Perhaps love was the most hurtful thing in the world. Her father was like this, and so were these mortals.
"This jade is a great place for souls to attach themselves. You can attach yourself to it and practice well. If you see Lin Chaosheng, you can end it later."
"I will never be able to repay your kindness... If I can ever avenge my great vengeance, I will go through fire and water for you, without hesitation."
Ming Yijian prostrated himself and kowtowed three times again. The ghost body slowly dissipated into black gas and gathered again in the white jade hairpin, and the hairpin became translucent and pure again.
After listening to the bedtime story, Mu Lin quietly went back to his room to rest. When he passed by Zhong Li's door, he seemed to hear some movement inside. Mu Lin stood in front of his door for a while, heard the mouse sneak out, and finally returned to his room as if nothing had happened.
There was no moonlight in the room, making it dark and deserted.
Mu Lin changed his clothes and lay down on the bed, lying flat like an ordinary person, covering himself with the quilt, folding his hands on his abdomen, closing his eyes and going to sleep.
The next day, Zhongli Jian got up early, and after breakfast, he took Mu Lin out for a walk like he did the previous two days. He first took Mu Lin to Chang'an Street, and just when Mu Lin thought they were going to revisit the old place, Zhongli Jian led her through the bustling area and along a secluded path. The two walked for a quarter of an hour and finally stopped in front of an ordinary house.
Mu Lin looked around the half-old door. It seemed no different from the surrounding courtyards. In fact, there were houses like this everywhere in the city. Seeing Zhong Lijian knocking on the door, she couldn't help but wonder, "Such an ordinary place is everywhere. Why did we have to travel so far to find it?"
"Little fool," Zhong Lijian poked her forehead with his finger and whispered mysteriously, "The more low-key a place is, the easier it is to hide mysteries."
"Oh." The word mystery is often not that mysterious.