He ran naked all the way, as maids in the mansion covered their eyes, screamed, and scrambled to avoid him.
Soon, Wei Xing charged into Lady Xiang’s room, leaped onto her bed, pulled back the covers, and hid beneath the blankets.
Lady Xiang, who had already been caned, had not worn pants to facilitate applying medicine. With Wei Xing’s arrival, the thin blanket covering her was yanked away by him, and he bumped into her wounds, causing her such pain that she gritted her teeth and roared angrily, “Wei Xing!”
Lady Xiang hastily grabbed nearby clothing to cover herself.
“Where have you been fooling around again?”
“Ghost, ghost, there’s a ghost…” The person under the blankets trembled uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Lady Xiang stretched out her hand, grabbed the blanket, and pulled it forcefully.
“Ah, ah… There really is a ghost, there really is a ghost. Wei Yuan has returned, and he was chasing me right behind me.”
As soon as Lady Xiang pulled the blanket off him, Wei Xing, in a state of agitation, snatched the blanket back, curled up in the corner, and began shouting and screaming.
Hearing this, Lady Xiang felt a chill run down her spine and slowly turned to look behind her.
There was nothing!
She thought Wei Xing had done something wrong outside again and was using the deceased Wei Yuan to scare her. A surge of anger instantly rose within her, and with strength she didn’t know she had, she yanked the blanket off Wei Xing and threw it to the floor.
Wei Xing, at a loss, searched everywhere for the blanket. Unable to find anything to cover himself, he directly grabbed the bed curtains and buried his face in them.
Lady Xiang was truly furious.
“Wei Xing, where are your clothes!” For a moment, she forgot her pain. She pulled a feather duster from the drawer and roared furiously, “Where have you been? How could you have seen Wei Yuan? How could there be a ghost in broad daylight?”
As she spoke, the feather duster in her hand struck Wei Xing’s body fiercely.
Wei Xing let out two howls and confessed truthfully: “I went to Wei Mansion, I went to Pine Bamboo Courtyard.”
“You went where?” Lady Xiang knelt on the bed, her voice rising sharply, the feather duster held high in her hand as she stared at Wei Xing in disbelief.
Wei Xing quickly covered his buttocks, pressing his head tightly against the bed board, and said, “I wanted to avenge my parents, so I disguised myself as a servant of Wei Mansion. After Lady Zhu left the courtyard, I entered her room, intending to wait for her return and ruin her chastity, so that everyone would know she is an unchaste and wanton woman. That way, she wouldn’t be able to stand her ground in the Wei Family.”
“You…” Lady Xiang gritted her teeth and glared angrily at Wei Xing, waving the feather duster in her hand.
Wei Xing instinctively made a move to protect his head.
But the feather duster in Lady Xiang’s hand did not strike him again. Instead…
“What do you mean you saw Wei Yuan?”
“That woman brought a Red Umbrella with Wei Yuan’s soul inside it when she married into the Wei Family. After I entered the room, I saw the Red Umbrella lying on the bed. I, I…”
As soon as he mentioned the Red Umbrella, he became flustered and panicked.
Lady Xiang scolded angrily, “You, you, you, what happened to you at that time?”
“I casually threw the Red Umbrella to the ground and then hid under Lady Zhu’s blankets. But as soon as I hid under the blankets, I felt a chill on my neck.”
As Wei Xing said this, Lady Xiang also suddenly felt a chill on her neck. She turned to look behind her again. Apart from the mother and son, the servants usually did not dare to enter Lady Xiang’s room.
“And then?” Lady Xiang turned her head back and asked again.”Then…” Wei Xing recalled the scene at the time, his gaze fixed straight behind Lady Xiang as he raised a finger to point: “I poked my head out and saw the Red Umbrella flying up on its own. Wei Yuan stood before me, broken-armed and broken-legged, gripping a large blade. His entire body was shrouded in pitch-black Ghostly Aura, and his eyes were like sharp blades, Mother—”
That cry of “Mother” was particularly loud, startling Lady Xiang so much that she also jumped up, scrambling into the corner and turning to look outside the bed.
Apart from the tables and chairs, there was nothing in the room.
Yet Lady Xiang felt this spring day was even colder and gloomier than winter.
Her bottom bumped against the bed frame, both painful and infuriating, and she slapped Wei Xing across the face: “Useless fool, speak properly.”
“Mother, what I meant to say is, the blade in Wei Yuan’s hand was still dripping with blood. If I had run any slower, I might have already become a Soul Under the Blade to Wei Yuan. Mother, do you think he might have followed me back to the ancestral residence?”
Wei Xing held onto Lady Xiang’s arm, his eyes darting around the room.
Lady Xiang was so agitated by his words that she couldn’t stop shivering.
But to bolster her courage, she straightened her back and cursed angrily: “It wasn’t me who killed him, and you didn’t do anything to wrong him either. Besides, you didn’t even succeed in bedding his new bride. Don’t go to the Wei Mansion these days. Leave the rest to me.”
“Mother, how will you handle it?” Wei Xing curled into a ball, his heart filled with unease. “I really saw Wei Yuan’s ghost. No, I must sleep with you tonight.”
He threw himself beside Lady Xiang, clutching her arm tightly with both hands.
Lady Xiang immediately felt a sharp, tearing pain at her wound, turning her face pale. She grabbed a feather duster and struck Wei Xing with it.
Wei Xing howled several times before retreating back to the corner.
Looking at her timid, cowardly youngest son, who only knew how to hide and cause trouble when faced with difficulties, Lady Xiang said with bitter disappointment: “Wei Yuan is already dead. When he was alive, he couldn’t defeat others and met a tragic end. Now that he’s a ghost, are you still afraid of a mere ghost? If he dares to come, I’ll burn him until his Soul Scattered and Spirit Dispersed. Go back to your room right now and put on your clothes.”
“Mother…” Wei Xing fearfully tugged at Lady Xiang’s clothes, pleading and whining.
Lady Xiang shouted loudly: “Someone, quickly take the Second Young Master back to his own room. Wait, first go back to his room and fetch a set of clothes for the Second Young Master.”
The servant attending to Wei Xing did not dare to delay. He quickly returned to Wei Xing’s room to retrieve a set of clothes and brought it to Lady Xiang’s room.
After Wei Xing put on his clothes, Lady Xiang chased him out of the room.
At the same time, Nanny Fang hurried in from outside into Lady Xiang’s room: “Madam, something terrible has happened.”
“What now?” Lady Xiang had just lain back down on the bed.
Nanny Fang knelt before her and said: “The Emperor has personally gone to the Wei Mansion with an imperial decree to mourn the Wei family.”
Hearing this, Lady Xiang’s face darkened: “Over a hundred people died in the Wei Mansion all at once. It’s not surprising that the Emperor personally went to mourn them.”
If she hadn’t been punished with the board strokes and couldn’t get up, she would have been the one to meet the Emperor today. It was all that vile woman, Lady Zhu’s fault.
“The Emperor has conferred upon Lady Zhu the title of First Rank Commandery Lady.”
As soon as Nanny Fang finished speaking, Lady Xiang’s expression changed immediately. Then, Nanny Fang added: “Moreover, this commandery title comes with its own special designation.”
“Special designation?” Lady Xiang sharply turned her head to look at Nanny Fang.Nanny Fang nodded and said, “She was granted the title of ‘Yi,’ making her Lady Yi. Young General Wei was posthumously honored as the Divine Martial General. The Wei Mansion has now become the Southern Suppression Prince’s Manor. Not only has Lady Zhu’s status risen significantly, but she has also received a Pardon Token!”
“A Pardon Token!” Lady Xiang’s voice grew sharp!