The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

Lin Shengyang gently comforted his sobbing daughter, and his deep eyes revealed a hint of solemnity. He knew that although his daughter Lin Xiuqing was a little arrogant, she was not a timid person. Being frightened and fainted this time was no small matter. He couldn't help but have a little doubt in his heart: Could it be that his daughter's nightmare was not groundless, but she saw something terrible?

He looked up and exchanged glances with his wife Zuo Xuemei, and a barely perceptible nervousness flashed across their eyes. Years of tacit understanding meant that they didn't need to say much, and a glance was enough to convey what they were thinking. Zuo Xuemei nodded slightly, signaling her husband not to disturb their daughter, who had just calmed down, and to wait until she fully recovered before making any plans.

They both knew that this incident was far from ordinary. Their two daughters were frightened and fainted one after another, and Shu'er, who had always been brave and resourceful, was frightened so badly. This matter was definitely not simple.

However, it was impossible to get anything out of Lin Yueshu right now. She was unconscious and it was difficult to even get close to her.

After calming their daughters, Lin Shengyang and Zuo Xuemei decided to tentatively ask their daughters what they dreamed about. They sat by the bed and tried to guide their daughters to recall the scenes in their dreams in a gentle and kind tone.

"Qingqing, tell your parents what you dreamed about?" Lin Shengyang asked softly.

Lin Xiuqing, the daughter, hesitated for a moment, as if she was still trying to recall the scene in her dream. She held her mother's hand tightly and whispered, "Mom! I dreamed that there was a ghost in the house!"

Lin Xiuqing's voice was trembling, and her face was pale, obviously still immersed in the aftermath of the nightmare. She snuggled tightly in her mother Zuo Xuemei's arms, and described her dream in a weak but firm voice: "There were strange noises everywhere, laughter, and crying. I was so scared."

Lin Shengyang felt a pang of pain in his heart when he saw his daughter's frightened expression. He gently patted Lin Xiuqing's back and said softly, "Qingqing, don't be afraid. It was just a dream. Dreams are the opposite of reality. They are not real."

Although Lin Shengyang said this, he himself could not completely believe it. Could it be just a dream? He felt an inexplicable worry in his heart, but he decided to comfort his daughter first and then slowly find out the truth.

He motioned for Lin Xiuqing to continue, hoping that she could provide more details. Lin Xiuqing pointed to a corner of the room with a trembling voice, and said with a hint of tears: "In that corner, my sister and I were slowly forced there by that scary ghost head. I saw it clearly, it..."

Lin Xiuqing's description made the atmosphere in the room even more depressing. Zuo Xuemei and Lin Shengyang held her hands tightly, trying to give her strength. They knew that this dream might not be as simple as a nightmare, but what she really experienced last night.

Zuo Xuemei's heart tightened. Wasn't the corner her daughter pointed to the place where they fell unconscious? Could this be true? She looked at her husband and found that his expression had also become solemn. She took a deep breath, tried to stay calm, and continued to ask: "Qingqing, is there anything special about the ghost you mentioned? For example, what it looks like or what it said?"

Lin Xiuqing tried hard to recall, and then said: "It only had a head floating in the air, emitting a terrifying blue light." Lin Xiuqing said tremblingly.

"It also said that it would come to kill me and my sister!"

Lin Shengyang and Zuo Xuemei looked at each other, and an inexplicable uneasiness surged in their hearts. Regardless of whether what their daughter said was true or false, they also heard the sound last night. They didn't expect it to come from their daughter's room.

Zuo Xuemei sat on the bed with her eyes closed, but her heart was restless. The horrible sound from last night was still ringing in her ears, and she regretted that she did not rush to her daughters' room to check immediately. Her heart was instantly filled with fear and guilt.

Lin Shengyang saw Zuo Xuemei's tears and immediately understood her feelings. He walked to Zuo Xuemei, gently embraced her, and said softly: "Madam, don't blame yourself. This is not your fault."

Zuo Xuemei nestled in Lin Shengyang's arms, listening to his comforting words, and the guilt and fear in her heart were slightly relieved. She knew that the most important thing now was to find out the reason why her daughters were unconscious, whether it was really as Lin Xiuqing said. If so, then the thieves must have pretended to be ghosts last night to scare them and cover up their true purpose. Thinking of this, she comforted Lin Xiuqing and let her lie down and rest.