"Don't you think the atmosphere in the house is depressing?" Yan Yan took out the jade pendant and handed it to Qing Yu.
"Indeed, it seems that something happened to the cousin in the mansion." Qingyu casually stuffed the jade pendant into her arms.
"The cousin in the mansion is not Feng Luan. She really met the ghost bride."
"Ah?" Qingyu was stunned for a moment, "Isn't it like she fainted before anyone even left the house?"
"So the ghost bride is now in the prison."
Qing Yu was still stunned in place, while Yan Yu had already gone to Feng Luan's yard.
On the way, Yan Yan frowned.
——Qingyu didn’t realize that evil spirits had entered the Xingfu.
Yan Yan walked through the courtyard of the Xingfu and happened to pass by the main hall when he heard two voices talking inside.
"Mom, Feng Luan is sick again. I don't know if he can survive this time."
"It's best to die! I took pity on her and let her live temporarily in the house, but I didn't expect that she would hook up with Tang'er." Mrs. Xing clenched her hands tightly, and her fingernails painted with cardamom dug into her flesh.
"Then how about I do something?"
"Are you crazy?!" Mrs. Xing looked at her daughter in shock, "After all, she is my sister's daughter."
"Then what do you think we should do? My eldest brother and Feng Luan have both reached the age where they should get married. If we don't get rid of her now, if we want a daughter-in-law, we will have to wait until she is dead."
Everything Miss Xing San said touched Mrs. Xing's heart.
But she still couldn't bear to do something to her late sister's daughter.
If there was no love between Xing Jutang and Feng Luan, she would really treat Feng Luan as her own daughter.
"Then you figure it out and don't bother me with this matter anymore." Mrs. Xing rubbed her temples. "If something happens, go find your father. He should be of some use in this mansion."
"Yes!" Miss Xing San smiled playfully.
Yan Yan was eavesdropping on the side, and Qingyu also stood beside her and listened for a while while chasing her.
When Yan Yan turned around, he saw Qing Yu's jaw dropped.
"Are they going to frame Miss Feng?"
Qingyu has grown up in Qingyun Mountain since she was a child. Whenever she goes down the mountain, she is either exorcising ghosts or catching ghosts.
He often encountered ghosts harming people, but this was the first time that people harmed people.
"Why do they do this? Miss Feng is very good?"
Yan Yan thought for a while and held back one word, "Conflict of interest?"
What Mrs. Xing wants is for Xing Jutang to marry a wife who has a family, is healthy, gentle and virtuous, but Feng Luan does not want any of these.
Moreover, with Feng Luan's body, it would be difficult not to give birth to the grandson Mrs. Xing wanted, but to survive until she and Xing Jutang get married.
Yan Yan briefly told Qingyu her thoughts.
"But Miss Feng doesn't seem to have a bad fate." Qingyu was confused, "I calculated Miss Feng's fate, and she..."
Qingyu leaned close to Yan Yan and whispered, "She is really Feng Luan."
Hearing this, Yan Yan took a deep breath.
Now it was her turn to be shocked.
With Feng Luan's fate and Yin Yang eyes, this girl can eat both humans and ghosts!
Isn’t this the storyteller’s destiny for the heroine?!
"Then why are you so miserable?" Yan Yan was speechless.
"There is a book that says that when heaven is about to entrust a great responsibility to this people, they must first harden their resolve..."
"Stop!" Yan Ji interrupted, "If this continues, not to mention suffering from his will, his life will be lost."
"She is destined to suffer a great calamity, but there will be noble people to help her." Qingyu glanced at Yan Yu.
It was not mentioned that the noble person in Feng Luan's life was probably Yan Yu.
After all, the word "expensive" he calculated was not just the word "expensive".
As for whether it is "彽" or "ghost", it is not clear.