The Fierce Illegitimate Miss

Chapter 59

Translator: NovelMultiverse | Editor: NovelMultiverse

Lord Xu had already lost interest in Sorceress Bai’s hocus-pocus. Sitting next to Yu Linglong he wondered: “Linglong, have you ever eaten Liumeizhai’s jade cake? It’s tasty, when can I bring you some?”

“By the way, a new huadan came to Raoliang House. She sang the ballad of Mulan very beautifully. When can I take you to the opera?”

No matter what Lord Xu said, Yu Linglong turned a deaf ear.

When Lord Xu was talking about the new dishes of First-Rate Flavor Restaurant, he heard a curt whisper behind him.

Concubine Mei, who was standing next to General Yu, was frightened. Her right hand tightly covered her mouth and her eyes were staring at the white curtain in front of Sorceress Bai.

Not only her, but the people around her also looked shocked and terrified, and the sound of cold breaths came one after another. If it hadn’t been for Sorceress Bai’s earlier warnings, it’s possible there would be screaming in the ancestral hall.

Among the frightened crowd, Yu Linglong’s expression remained unchanged. Her beautiful eyes watched the change of the white curtain lightly, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

On the empty white curtain, a slender black shadow appeared at the bottom suddenly. Following the sound of Sorceress Bai’s curse, it floated upwards, sometimes stagnating, and seemed to hesitate to appear.

When Sorceress Bai saw this, she chanted the spell faster, and then waved the duster in her hand faster, as if urging the vengeful ghost to appear quickly.

In a moment of effort, the black shadow seemed to have made up its mind, and it suddenly became known and projected completely on the white curtain!

This time, even General Yu was stunned.

The shadow on the curtain had a high bun on his head, willow shoulders, a thin waist, and long, fluttering sleeves. It was clearly a figure of a woman!

The teacup in Mu Shi’s hand trembled uncontrollably, the porcelain rattling together making a crisp sound. But Mama Cui on the side completely forgot that she should help her mistress to pick up the teacup, and was engrossed in the familiar figure on the cloth curtain, her face filled with terror.

Yu Qianliu burst into tears in fright but did not dare to cry out. Yu Qianfang on the side stared at the cloth in a daze, shaking uncontrollably.

Yu Weiyuan went straight into Concubine Dong’s bosom, and his little head was buried tightly into Aunt Dong. He didn’t dare cry out, let alone lookup.

Yu Weide looked at the dark shadow silently, without fear, but his hand under the table was tightly clenched, and even his knuckles had turned blue and white.

Lord Xu, who had been hanging around, finally showed a little surprise at this moment. He immediately reached out to hold Yu Linglong’s hand, and comfort: “Linglong, don’t be afraid—”

Unexpectedly, he grabbed at air. Yu Linglong beside him was indifferent as if she hadn’t seen the figure on the white cloth at all.

Lord Xu was surprised for a moment, and then wanted to hold Yu Linglong: “Linglong, are you okay?”

In such a scene, it’s possible that even men will feel chills in their hearts, but Yu Linglong’s expression had not changed. It was just like she was watching a scene that had nothing to do with her.

This time, his hand was slapped away by Yu Linglong’s palm, and at the same time she shouted coldly, “Behave!”

Lord Xu shook his head helplessly and had to withdraw his hand.[Read this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at the “Novel Multiverse dot com” website @ novelmultiverse.com]

In the ancestral hall, the figure was still standing on the white cloth, like a reflection in the water, in a trance.

Sorceress Bai’s voice gradually lowered. Her tone gradually relaxed as if she was softly soothing it. She saw the figure move slowly, covering her face with a sleeve and crying.

Sorceress Bai murmured for a while and then said to everyone: “She said she had unjustified her grievances and was unable to reincarnate, so she stayed in the Yu Mansion. I don’t know everyone here, does anyone know her?”

As soon as her voice fell, there was a crash. Someone stood up suddenly and even turned over a stool. But the other person didn’t care, rushed directly to the curtain, and whined, “Auntie, auntie! Is that you?”

Her head was covered with a veil, and even though her face was mostly blocked, the heavy veil was completely wet with tears. She completely ignored it, lifted the veil, and rushed towards the ancestral hall.

It turned out to be Yu Qianfang!

A little Taoist nun guarding the door hurriedly stopped her and sternly said: “The sorceress is doing this method now, miss, you must not go in yet!”

Seeing Yu Qianfang’s impulsive appearance, Yu Linglong narrowed her eyes slightly.

If Yu Qianfang was willing to come forward, this matter would be easier to handle.

The figure on the white cloth seemed to hear Yu Qianfang’s call and turned slowly in her direction. Although the figure’s five senses were not visible, everyone present could feel the figure’s sorrow and clear grief.

At this time, something more terrible happened.

In the depths of the ancestral hall, there was a woman’s low sigh. Although the voice was not high, it was enough for everyone to hear.

There was only one person in the ancestral hall, sorceress Bai, and the voice was obviously not from her, so who was the one who sighed!?

At some point, the bright sunshine had disappeared, the sky turned to dark clouds, and a breeze came from among the trees. In this hot summer, the wind was bone-chilling.

Everyone present was horrified. General Yu couldn’t help it anymore. He stood up suddenly, strode to the ancestral hall, and shouted: “Where are you, evildoers? How dare you make mischief in my house!”

The sigh sounded again, followed by a faint voice: “Master, don’t you recognize me?”

The woman’s voice was erratic: “Three years ago, how deeply did you feel for me? Now you only listen to the new people laugh. When can you listen to the old people cry?”

General Yu was stunned when he heard this quiet and graceful cry.

He hesitantly asked: “Are… are you Lan’er?”

As soon as he spoke, there was already a brittle sound of porcelain behind him.

The teacup in Mu Shi’s hand could no longer be grasped, and it fell to the ground with a crash!

But no one cared about Mu Shi. Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the slender figure on the white cloth.

Could it be that this black shadow turned out to be Concubine Lan who had been dead for a long time?

The voice of the black shadow was close yet far away as if it did not come from this world: “Master, do you remember Lan’er?”

General Yu seemed to have forgotten that he was talking to a ghost, and couldn’t help but quickly say: “How could I forget you? I even brought you a jade pillow from Northern Xinjiang. I heard that it can help you sleep peacefully…”

The figure trembled slightly, seeming to be very moved: “Lan’er thanks you for your kindness, but Lan’er does not have this fortune…”

General Yu looked at the figure on the curtain and sighed, “Since you are gone, go with peace of mind. Why have you refused to leave?”

The figure trembled violently, and the erratic voice suddenly raised its tone, and it sounded a bit sad: “Master, Lan’er is not resigned, Lan’er died wrongly!