Aunt Li collapsed in despair, leaning on the bed in a daze. She had not taken care of her appearance for a long time and looked completely different from the smart and steady official wife she used to be.

"The doctor said she refused to drink anything for the past few days."

"Sister, you have to hold on. Shangde still depends on you." Madam Ji put down her porridge bowl and turned to persuade Aunt Li, "You have to find a wife for him in the future and see that he has both sons and daughters. It will bring him great happiness!"

Once a person is determined to die, even the gods cannot save him. If a person does not save himself, even heaven cannot help him.

Madam Ji wanted to leave as she spoke. "I'll go back and look for my husband and Xiuyuan to see if we can come up with a solution. Alas, they are powerful and have the final say. I'm afraid it will be futile..."

"Sister, that's not necessary." Aunt Li thought of her son and felt that life was just a dream, and everything would be gone when she woke up.

"Since she wants to go see her dead father, let her go. We can't let her torture us to death alone!" As she spoke, she sobbed again.

How could ordinary people be invited to visit General Qin's Mansion?

Wangshu, who had been hiding aside, came over to pull Ji's mother and said, "Mom, let's go back. Shushu is scared!"

He hid in his mother's arms and said, "So creepy."

"Shushu, don't be afraid. That's cousin Wanting."

"A skeleton is terrifying! Too ugly, too horrible, too disgusting. How can a person who died of starvation be so terrifying? I'm afraid Shushu has been frightened by this mummy and has had nightmares for ten years... Has this mummy been reincarnated as a demon from hell? With a green face and fangs, a hideous expression, eating children and drinking human blood when hungry, and will only be a resentful ghost in the eighteen levels of hell for the rest of his life, never to be reborn... Ah, she moved... Ah... It's too terrifying..."

Wangshu became more and more frightened as she spoke, getting goose bumps all over her body. She threw herself into Ji's mother's arms and trembled non-stop. Ji's mother hurriedly hugged her daughter tightly, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

"Mother, wuwu, let's go back, she's about to turn into a zombie..."

Aunt Li: If you want to talk, just shut up.

There were cries and comforting voices in the room, and from time to time there were "fear, horror, evil spirits, corpse transformation..."

No one paid attention to the person on the bed. Even Aunt Li didn't know how to react. Although her daughter was slandered like this, she turned around and thought, it's not a resentful ghost. A person who has lost his appearance is no different from a skeleton. Alas!

"Sister, please take her back. She is so scared..." He could hardly stand and fell into his mother's arms.

Madam Ji nodded hurriedly, not forgetting to apologize, "Sister, Shushu... is too outspoken..."

When children talk nonsense, parents get worried.

“You are ugly… You are ugly…” “You… an evil ghost…” “You… a corpse…” “You… have fangs…”

Wangshu pricked up his ears and suddenly pointed at the bed in fear, "Ah, the skeleton is talking, it's about to turn into a corpse! Is the evil ghost growing fangs! Ah..."

Li Wanting was so angry that she used up all her strength, trembling and unable to look at anyone for a long time, feeling dizzy and dazed, and her mouth was still trembling.

“You are ugly… You are ugly…” “You… an evil ghost…” “You… a corpse…” “You… have fangs…”

Seeing this, Madam Ji understood everything. She quickly helped the girl to lean against the ground, brought her a bowl of porridge, and began to feed her little by little.

"Ting'er, you're really a mess now. You used to be so pretty, but now...ah...just eat some porridge! It's better to die of a full stomach than a hungry one!"

From a distance, Wangshu crossed his arms and said, "The starving ghost is so ugly! Now that the mummy is dead, I'm afraid my uncle will be so scared that he won't recognize it and will have nightmares every night..."

Pulling out a small bronze mirror and using his fingers as a comb, Wangshu boasted to himself, "Shushu is so pretty!" He deliberately cupped his chest with his hands, "That starving bastard's chest and back are just as flat! Shushu's got a nice, firm back!"

Ji’s mother: …cough…my daughter, I feel a little ashamed.

…"Give me…a mirror…" Li Wanting opened her mouth, and Madam Ji stuffed half a spoonful of porridge into it. "Go get it yourself when you're full. Shushu sees you're so scared…you can't even hold the mirror steady…"

“…You…are the one who’s frightened…”

Wangshu puffed out his chest and said, "Mom, the bean curd on the skeleton's chest is gone, only bean skin! Look at me, I'm big and soft... and white..."

“…You…you…ah!” Li Wanting was so angry that she was fuming, “…You are shameless…!” Madam Ji quickly put an end to her words.

Aunt Li stared blankly, covering her mouth tightly with her hands, not daring to breathe. She was sometimes on the ground and sometimes in the sky, tears streaming down her eyes, but she was happy, as if she had been reborn!

"That skeleton has no bones, but it's just a man! Two-legged toads are hard to find, but two-legged men are plentiful, everywhere. If one is gone, it's not like all men are dead. We can just find ten or eight more! A mummy is just a mummy, without a brain!!"

Li Wanting was tired. She opened her mouth mechanically, cursing but unable to do anything, pointing but unable to find the right spot. She felt dizzy, and just listening made her spine tremble with fear: This person was too scary. She wanted to cover her ears...

Madam Ji couldn't bear to hear a word of this. She turned around and stopped her daughter, "Shushu, stop talking nonsense!"

"Hmph, mother, I'm not that skeleton. If Qin Xiuyuan does me any harm, even half a fingernail, you'll see. I'll dump him and go to Chang'an to find someone more handsome! If he doesn't want to be your son-in-law, I'll wait until I make money and have the gold to buy a husband, and then I'll find someone else to be your son-in-law!"

Thunder rumbled in the sky, and the three people present were struck to pieces, leaving them burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

Aunt Li: …with difficulty but with sympathy, she glanced at her sister, who was covering her eyes, saying she couldn’t bear to watch…

Li Wanting was completely stunned, her head buzzing. If she hadn't seen her mother's dazed expression, as if she had eaten a meal of flies, she would have suspected that she had a soul-leaving disease. Her words were so rebellious and treacherous. It was too terrifying. She had to open her eyes and see if she was...was...

Qin Xiuyuan, who was preparing to demonstrate his stick skills, sneezed several times in succession and was puzzled as to why.

The dark-skinned Li Fugui shook his head obscenely: "Someone is talking about Jun Sima. It seems that he misses him very much!"

Qin Xiuyuan said nothing, took a few steps forward, split in the air, and chopped down with the military stick with the force of thunder.

The heavy blow caused dust to fly up from the ground, splashing all over Li Fugui's face. He shuddered and immediately squatted on the spot.

After leaving duty, he went to the painter he had met at Wangxian Tower and picked up three paintings. The road was like hugging a burning coal, scorching hot. He accelerated carefully. Entering the alley, the women and children quickly got out of the way. He dismounted and quickly and quietly entered the house.

The study door closed quickly and the scroll slowly unfolded.

After an hour of continuous leaping from tree forks, Wangcai was exhausted, his tongue twitching and panting heavily. In the past, he would simply perform a set of exercises to demonstrate his training results to his current owner, then grab a bone and retire. He would watch his master continue training him while he slowly gnawed the bone.

Today, the owner went in and refused to come out. Forced to continue, it looked like crying with a sullen face.

That day Wangshu had some free time, so he went to Qin's house with his father to deliver the bones.

"Wangcai, did you miss me?" The voice came and the person arrived.

The day before, Wangcai, with the strength of a single dog, had endured the workload of training that used to be undertaken by one person and one dog. Now, seeing his former owner wanting to be petted, he leaned against the edge of the wide blue horse-faced skirt to look at the person.

The top was a short silk jacket embroidered with precious flowers and standing birds on a green background, matching the celestial skirt. However, the red tassels, originally dangling a finger's length, had now been lengthened and enlarged, so that the jacket, which only reached the waist, could cover the hem of the horse-faced skirt. The gently swaying tassels, so gorgeous, made Wangcai stare at it with sparkling eyes.

"Wang! Wang! Wang!"

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