Chapter 123 The Evil Ghost Is Asking for Her Life, and the Wife of Yangling Marquis Is Frightened Mad

Mrs. Yangling’s eyes widened in horror, and she wanted to retreat anxiously, but her body seemed to be imprisoned and fixed in place.

Mrs. Yangling wanted to shout for help, but her throat was so frightened that she couldn’t make a sound.

The air was stagnant. Seeing that the person in front of her had no intention of moving for a long time, Mrs. Yangling thought that she was dazzled by not sleeping late at night. Her expression eased a little and she quickly closed her eyes.

Mrs. Yangling thought that if it was really an illusion, maybe she could just close her eyes and open them again.

Feeling that the time was almost up, Mrs. Yangling opened her eyes again. As soon as she saw the light, she saw the scarred face of the woman in white close to her.

"Ah——"

The stimulation intensified, and Mrs. Yangling shouted smoothly.

When the two of them were in close contact just now, Mrs. Yangling felt that 'she' was not breathing!

Appearing late at night, without any breathing, except... that kind of thing, Mrs. Yangling could not think of any other explanation!

"Hurry up! Help! There's a ghost!!!"

The scream of the wife of Yangling Marquis was high and sharp, enough to penetrate most of the yard, but after a long time, no maid came in.

The wife of Yangling Marquis remembered that the maids and servants of Qi Futang had been sold by Shen Qing, and the new batch had not been delivered yet. As for Zhang Mama, who used to live closest to her, she was used as a scapegoat and left with Shen Qing, and her life or death is still unknown.

Thinking of this, the wife of Yangling Marquis could not help but regret it. If she had been stronger during the day and saved those maids from Shen Qing, would she not be in such a helpless situation now?

But now, everything is too late.

The wife of Yangling Marquis trembled all over, but at this moment, a woman's low and unpleasant voice came to her ears, like a stagnant broken gong, "Madam, don't you recognize me? I am Qingzhi——"

Hearing the name "Qingzhi", the originally trembling body of the wife of Yangling Marquis stiffened instantly.

"The Qingzhi you whipped to death..."

Qingzhi's voice made Lady Yangling's scalp numb, but in order to save her life, Lady Yangling still tried to explain: "I didn't mean to kill you. It was you who seduced Qian'er first. He was the legitimate son of the Yangling Marquis's mansion. How could he only know how to have fun?

I know you died unjustly. Let's do this. I will fish out your body tomorrow and bury it properly. I will burn more paper money for you. Will you let me go?"

Qingzhi suddenly laughed, and his voice became more hoarse, like a ghost asking for his life, "I don't want paper money, I want you to pay for my life!"

After the words fell, the woman's pale fingers stretched out from her wide sleeves, and her long blue-black nails looked terrifying and horrible.

The neck was pinched tightly, and a strong sense of suffocation came. Lady Yangling struggled desperately, but it was in vain.

Just when Madam Yangling thought she was going to die, she suddenly felt the force on her neck eased a lot, and thin air rushed into her throat. Madam Yangling took a greedy breath for a while, and regained consciousness. Madam Yangling was a little confused as to why Qingzhi suddenly let her go. However, when she looked up, she saw nothing in front of her, and there was no trace of Qingzhi.

Madam Yangling didn't know whether this was a dream or her imagination. Anyway, she couldn't sleep no matter what, so she simply curled up in the corner of the bed and sat until dawn.

The next day.

When the little maid from Fuyun Pavilion came to help Madam Yangling wash, she saw that her eyes were empty and her eyes were covered with large patches of blue and black. Not only did she look like she hadn't slept all night, but she also looked like she had been greatly stimulated.

The maid tentatively called her, "Madam?"

Suddenly hearing a strange voice, Madam Yangling screamed subconsciously, until she recognized the identity of the little girl in front of her, Madam Yangling's eyes were a little focused, and she said hoarsely: "Is it dawn?"

Although she didn't know what Madam Yangling meant, the little maid still responded respectfully: "It's already dawn."

Madam Yangling was like a dried fish entering the river, the whole person came alive in an instant, but she was still a little frightened: "Did you see or hear anything last night?"

Fuyun Pavilion is not far from Qifu Hall. If Qingzhi really made a big noise, there is no reason why she was the only one who saw it.

The maid saw the worry of the wife of Yangling Marquis and comforted her: "Madam, you probably had a nightmare. I will wash you first, and then go out to dry your hair after breakfast, and the bad luck will be gone."

Hearing what the maid said, the wife of Yangling Marquis immediately doubted whether she was too nervous to have such a series of fantasies. The room was bright and bright, and the wife of Yangling Marquis' mood suddenly eased a lot.

However, at this moment, the little girl exclaimed: "Madam, what's wrong with your neck? It's bruised."

Something flashed through her mind, and the wife of Yangling Marquis got out of bed barefoot and ran towards the bronze mirror quickly, and saw ten finger marks clearly printed on her neck.

The wife of Yangling Marquis froze in place.

Last night... was not a dream!

The next moment, the wife of Yangling Marquis felt a black screen in front of her eyes, and then she fainted.

……

In the main hall, Yangling Marquis was pacing back and forth.

Today is the wedding day of Crown Prince Chu Lingxiu and Jiang Li, the daughter of Duke Jiang. Yesterday, Marquis Yangling and his wife agreed to go to the Crown Prince's Mansion together to congratulate them and also to support Mu Xueliu.

As for Shen Qing, he had just made such a fuss yesterday, so Yangling Hou naturally didn't dare to expect to receive a gift. As long as Shen Qing didn't continue to pursue the matter, he would be thankful.

However, the agreed time had passed, but the wife of the Marquis of Yangling still hadn't shown up. The Marquis of Yangling couldn't help but get anxious. Just as he was about to walk towards Qi Futang, he saw a little maid running over in a panic to report, "My Lord, something happened to the wife. Please go and see her."

The Marquis of Yangling was startled and walked quickly towards Qi Futang. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that Doctor Zhang had already diagnosed the pulse of the Marquis of Yangling's wife, "Doctor Zhang, what's wrong with the wife?"

Doctor Zhang responded respectfully, "When the wife was unconscious, her body was shaking all the time, and cold sweat continued on her forehead, but her pulse was fine. It seemed like she was having a nightmare."

After saying that, his eyes turned to the neck of the Marquis of Yangling's wife, hesitating, "Also, the bruises on the wife's neck are very strange, as if someone pinched her hard..."

The rest, Doctor Zhang didn't continue to say, he knew that the Marquis of Yangling could think it out himself.

But Doctor Zhang didn't understand. The Marquis of Yangling's wife was the honorable mistress of the Mu family. Who would dare to kill her like this?

At this moment, the little maid who came to help the wife of Yangling Marquis in the morning suddenly said: "My Lord, when I came to help the wife wash, she huddled in the corner of the bed, her eyes were empty and lifeless, as if she was extremely frightened."

After a little thought, Yangling Marquis realized that someone must be playing tricks in secret, and immediately asked people to investigate whether there were any clues around Qi Futang, because his people had been sold out by Shen Qing, so Yangling Marquis used Mu Ziqian's people.

As for the identity of the person behind the scenes, Yangling Marquis had already guessed that it was Shen Qing who was not in the mansion at the moment!