After hearing my voice, the whole court went crazy

Humph, Nanny Qin, I misjudged you.]

Wei Jingshu quickly took the cane and asked seriously, "Zheng Anning, do you know you are wrong?"

"Mom, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have stayed away from home and been kidnapped by human traffickers. I should have killed them on the spot so that they wouldn't have the chance to kidnap me."

[Ah, it’s all because of those damn human traffickers, otherwise I wouldn’t stay away from home, and I wouldn’t be beaten by my mother, wuwu~]

[I have no sympathy with them]

[Host, the trafficker seems to be dead. You killed him.]

Wei Jingshu:........

Everyone:..........

This mental state is not normal.

Wei Jingshu became even more angry. What a sin! He quickly swung the cane in his hand towards Zheng An Ning. Zheng An Ning was hit unexpectedly. “Ouch!”

"It hurts, mother."

Seeing that the cane was about to hit her again, she jumped up with a somersault. How could Wei Jingshu let her do as she wished? After all, he had learned martial arts. The cane in his hand turned and hit Zheng Anning on the butt.

'Snapped'

"Ah, mother, are you really going to hit me?"

Zheng An Ning felt a burning pain on her butt and her face quickly turned red with shame. Oh my god, where could she put her face?

She had never been spanked in her past life or this life. At most she was made to stand in the corner or have her palms slapped.

Zheng An Ning fled quickly in the yard, and her mother chased her closely from behind. The two of them fought back and forth at a very fast speed and were about to be hit.

Zheng An Ning nimbly hid behind the Zhao father and son, and the cane hit them both like raindrops.

[Hey, mother can't hit me, hehe, I'll let you guys watch the show. This is called it's better to embarrass others than to embarrass yourself.]

[I would rather die than let my friend die, hehe. 】

"Ah~, Madam, please stop hitting me. It's not necessary."

Zhao Wuwei was trapped between Zheng Anning and her daughter, and was caught in a dilemma. He could only hide with them, fearing that he would be hit by the cane.

Wei Jingshu's face turned pale, and he panted and said, "You rebellious girl, you still dare to hide. That's outrageous."

Zheng Anning challenged her mother stubbornly, made a face and said, "Lululu"

[Humph, my mother’s mouth is full of lies. Yesterday she said I was her sweetheart, but today I am a rebellious girl.]

[I am so miserable. How could my father remain loyal to my mother for ten years? I heard that my father was often punished to kneel!]

[How about giving my mother a washboard someday? ]

Wei Jingshu became even more furious. He was actually making up stories about her behind her back. Humph, I'll beat her butt to pieces.

The corners of Zhao Wuwei's mouth twitched. It seems that this naughty child doesn't distinguish between boys and girls. When a girl becomes naughty, no one can stop her.

Seeing her mother getting even angrier, Zheng An Ning felt that she should run away, and hurriedly dragged Zhao Wuwei and his son, shouting as she ran, "Mom, I'm going to help them catch the ghost, calm down, I'll be back later"

Zhao Wuwei and his son were dragged all over the place, but luckily they managed to steady themselves in time, otherwise they would have rolled on the ground.

Wei Jingshu was so angry that his liver hurt, and he ran away just like that?

Zheng Wanning, who was hiding in the dark, watched her sister run away, and quickly ran out to pat her mother on the back, "Mom, don't be angry. Anger is bad for your health. It's not An An's fault, it's those people's fault."

Wei Jingshu calmed down and said slowly, "Alas, I know. Your grandmother said that your sister has a special life and is prone to early death. Even if she survives that disaster, she will still have a bad fate."

Whenever she thought of this, she felt very sad. Her mother-in-law also said that An An in their family was a good candidate to be a fortune teller.

Her mother-in-law was a fortune teller. When An An was just born, she almost died. It was her mother-in-law who saved her with great effort.

Zheng Anning followed Zhao Wuwei and his son to the restaurant in a nonchalant manner. She adhered to the principle of not eating too much and not wasting it, and they had something to ask of her, so she had to reward her well.

Is she so easy to talk to? Unless you pay extra.

Ippin-Lou is a famous restaurant in Kyoto. It is a three-story building with gorgeous interior decoration, carved beams and painted buildings, and hanging exquisite lanterns and calligraphy and paintings. Unlike other restaurants, there is a platform in the center of the hall, similar to a stage, which should be convenient for performances or storytelling.

As soon as the dishes came, Zheng Anning started eating impatiently, paying no attention to her image or how ugly her eating habits were.

At this time, the restaurant was full of noise, and even though they were in the private room, they could hear some noise from time to time.

"Hey, have you heard? I heard that all the kidnapped children have been released, not one is missing?"

"Really? Is there such a thing?"

"Yes, and I heard that General Weiwu's house is haunted!"

"Haunted?"

"Is this true? I heard that many people died, and that female ghost is the general's ex-wife."

"ha?"

"............"

Zheng Anning looked at the mighty general with a teasing look, as if asking, "Is this true?"

Zhao Wuwei quickly explained, "This is not true. It's not what they said. It's definitely a rumor."

Zheng Anning didn't care about his explanation and deliberately prolonged the tone, "Oh~"

"Ding ding ~ dang ~ dang"

The sound of the piano is ethereal, like the sound of a clear spring flowing in the mountains, which makes people haunted and linger in their ears.

In the mansion of Duke Rong, although the garden is desolate, the pavilions, towers, rockeries and flowing water are all exquisite. There are few people in the garden, only a man in white playing the piano alone in the pavilion.

There seemed to be sadness between his eyebrows and his handsome face looked like an immortal who had descended to earth. However, his expression was cold, like that of a machine without emotions.

Mu Yi came from a distance and said respectfully: "Sir, Miss Zheng Liu has returned home today and is now going to the Weiwu General's Mansion to help catch ghosts."

Rong Lin's piano music paused for a moment, and he continued to play the piano, "No need to watch, let them leave, the little girl is not someone you can mess with."

Mu Yi nodded, with a somewhat conflicted look on his face. "The Emperor asked you to come to the palace, saying that the eldest princess is in bad condition, but he wants her to return to Kyoto for the New Year."

Rong Lin paused while playing the piano, his mind was a little confused. When he went to Xiangshan to see his mother before, she refused to see him and shut him out, only letting the people around her give him a string of Buddhist beads.

He couldn't understand it. From childhood to adulthood, his mother had seen him very few times. He was raised by his uncle, the emperor, so Duke Rong was not close to him either.

His uncle said that even though her mother was a princess in this life, she was not happy. She couldn't get what she wanted and had a mental demon. Even marrying Duke Rong was not what she wanted.

She only felt that her identity as a princess was a shackle and a cage, a prison drawn on the ground, trapping her there.

Maybe he should ask Sixth Miss for help.

The Mighty General's Mansion is located in the officials' residential area. Houses of this rank are basically assigned by the government, so there are generally no major problems from the perspective of Feng Shui.

They quickly returned to the Mighty General's Mansion. Zheng An Ning checked carefully and found a little bit of Yin energy, but not much.

And I don't think it's an evil ghost, otherwise the general's mansion would have been a river of blood.

At the moment, the general's mansion was deserted. In a large mansion like this, there must be at least dozens of maids, servants, guards and servants, but there was not a single one to be seen. It felt a bit desolate.

Zheng Anning raised his eyebrows, "Where is this person? Why is there no one here?"

Zhao Wuwei smiled helplessly, his body trembling a little, "Alas, isn't it that the house has been haunted recently? The maids were so scared that they hid and didn't go out, or asked for leave."

Suddenly, a humming sound was heard. The strange and sad sound made people feel creepy. The tone was cold and gentle, and each sound was as heartbreaking as the tears of a cuckoo.