Jiang Nai stepped through the door and his eyes fell on the girl who was silently embroidering with her head lowered.
After pausing for a moment, he turned his gaze to the bed again.
Two little girls were kneeling and sitting beside the bed to serve.
Seeing the Duke's wife and the eldest young lady approaching the door, they quickly stood up and bowed.
Jiang Nai stepped forward and looked at the young woman lying on the couch with her eyes closed.
I saw her wearing a light yellow soft robe with gauze and water crane patterns, with delicate eyebrows and pale lips.
The little palm-sized face was so thin that there was almost no color at all.
Jiang Nai raised his eyes and glanced at the window, his eyes fixed on that side.
From the time they entered the house until now, the girl had only raised her head a little and smiled at her. The rest of the time she was like a transparent person, unable to see anyone else in her eyes.
"Four, Miss Fourth, can you see any problem?" Han Qiu asked cautiously.
Jiang Nai frowned slightly, "You all go out, I want to talk to the third lady alone."
Everyone looked at each other in disbelief, then all their eyes fell on Miss Han San who was breathing shallowly and inaudibly on the bed.
"Let's talk?" Han Qiu glanced at her mother-in-law in astonishment.
Although the Duke's wife tried her best to remain calm, the muscles on her face still couldn't help but move slightly, showing that her heart was in turmoil.
Jiang Nai turned to look at the Duke's wife and her party.
The Korean princess immediately nodded with understanding, "Okay, okay, let's all go out first. Then, you and A-Xuan can have a good chat."
The Duke's wife and the Han Qiu family quickly turned around and exited the house.
"Mother, look at this..." Mrs. Han Qiu looked at the Duke's wife with a strange face, "Fourth Miss, can she really talk to Third Miss?"
How is this possible, talking to a living dead person who has been lying for more than six years? How to talk?
I don’t know whether Mrs. Han Qiu believes it or not. Anyway, she herself is a ten thousand disbeliever.
So he took the Korean princess and went around to the back of the house and looked in through the gap in the carved window lattice.
Everyone couldn't help but be surprised when they saw it.
I saw the fourth young lady of the Jiang family leaning on the spring stool under the window, looking sideways at the air around her with a smile on her face.
"Why can you see me?" Miss Han glanced at Jiang Nai doubtfully, "Were you also invited by them?"
"Over the years, they have hired countless monks and Taoists, but none of them are as good as you. You can see me at a glance. Who are you?"
"I am Jiang Si, Master Jiang they invited from Yin Yang Zhai." Jiang Nai blinked and said with a smile.
"You want to wake me up just like them?" Miss Han San wrinkled her nose, "But I don't want to wake up, why do you have to force me?"
"Miss Third, do you really think you can wake up?" Jiang Nai raised his chin with one hand, leaned against the window sill, and looked at the other party with a smile on his face.
Miss Han San was stunned for a moment, then slowly put down the embroidery in her hand, with a bit of doubt in her eyes, "Aren't you a master? It was my father and mother who invited you here, right?"
"I am a master, but I am not a god. Third Miss, you have been away from your soul for many years and cannot come back." Jiang Nai smiled faintly, without any fluctuation in his tone.
It was as if he was chatting with this third lady about the most ordinary things.
However, the Korean lady-in-law who was standing under the window and eavesdropping was almost unsteady on her feet.
Mrs. Han Qiu hurriedly helped her go further, "Mother."
"Mom, don't worry. That Miss Jiang Si, who knows if what she said is true."