Chapter 7 Ghost Soldier Space

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The founding prince's mansion.

"Sir, the Zhenguo General's Mansion has ordered a wedding dress from Xiuluo Pavilion for 6888 taels. Do you want to return the money and tell them that this is actually your property?"

A guard stood in the study respectfully.

Ying Xianqing's face was no longer as pale as when she showed others, and she didn't even raise her head while holding the book: "No need. Just take it."

"The shopkeeper said that the matching groom's suit was sold three months ago, and the new one has not yet been produced..."

"Just find something for me. She won't let me go just like that. Maybe she will take action before I can go to court, so I'll just save it." Ying Xianqing replied calmly.

The guard looked at the sky speechlessly.

The young master's stinginess seems to have improved again.

I just earned more than 6,000 taels from my future wife, but I don’t even want to prepare a dress.

But it's possible that it won't be used.

well. Why is that old woman still haunting her?

After thinking for a while, he hesitated and said: "Well... you asked me to go out and spread the rumor that you fell off your horse and injured your roots. Now... it is rumored outside that you were fighting for the top spot in a brothel and were beaten into eunuchs... …”

Ying Xianqing finally raised her head and glanced at the guard, her eyes unwavering: "Is there any difference? Anyway, the result is the same."

The guard's teeth were sore again. How could there be no difference?

Being beaten into a eunuch sounds so cowardly. Even a man can't bear it, right?

"But……"

"You Ren——." The voice contained a warning.

"Okay, okay, I'm out!"

You Ren left the study, but before Ying Xianqing could turn a page, he came back again.

He was struggling to hold a large and exquisite huanghuali suitcase.

"Sir, the Zhenguo Mansion sent it, saying it was the wedding dress you sent. They returned it, but we didn't send it."

Ying Xianqing stood up to check.

As soon as the box was opened, the scent of lotus inside came to my face.

"Sir, you see this incense smells like what you are used to, but it's just too strong." You Ren said in surprise.

Ying Xian frowned. He smelled something strange from the strong lotus fragrance. He got closer and smelled it. It seemed to be the smell of croton.

"Go and find out who sent it, and call the doctor to see if there is any medicine in it."

"Yes or no……?"

"It can't be her." Ying Xianqing interrupted him and went back to sit behind the desk.

If she wanted to take action, how could she use such a roundabout and careful trick that wouldn't cost anyone's life?

You Ren hugged the suitcase and walked away.

Ying Xianqing sat there, thought about several possible people, and quickly locked on the suspect.

He took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

This kind of trick is really annoying.

Zhenquxuan.

Caiyan took the basin Zitong brought in and helped the young lady clean her hands. She asked curiously, "Miss, that wedding dress is so beautiful. I was stunned. Why don't you want it?"

Ning Yue stretched out her finger and shook it under her nose.

Caiyan looked at her and didn't understand what she meant.

"Didn't you smell it? Those clothes were drugged."

Ning Yue washed her hands in the basin, took the handkerchief and wiped her face, sat back on the table and slowly started to enjoy dinner.

"Ah? Why did my future uncle give me medicine? What medicine did he give me?"

"Ba Dou. It may not be from him, but it should be someone related to him. Let him check it out."

Her father was afraid that she would become a nymphomaniac again, so he later refused to let her set foot in the capital. This time she came to the capital for medical treatment in a coma and was the second time, and she had not had time to make any grudges with anyone.

This Ying Xianqing is really a troublemaker.

"Is this a plan to make you look embarrassed on your wedding day? Who is so vicious!" Caiyan raised her eyebrows when she heard this.

The lady's stomach is weak, and she has to wear clothes stained with medicine for one day, but she must not pull them up for three days and three nights!

There are cases where the body cannot bear it and dies.

"Anyway, we should be more careful in the future."

Ning Yue was not so excited. This kind of medicine should not be given for her life, so the soldiers will come to stop it, and the water will come to cover it up.

Before going to bed at night, Ning Yue thought about it and asked Caiyan for an extra pillow.

The old man told her to raise her head...

What if it's true?

Ning Yue received too much information this day, and Ning Yue thought about it for a long time. She didn't fall asleep until midnight.

Sure enough, there was a dream, but it was not a dream of going back.

She dreamed of a strange place with mountains, water, and a vast sky.

But the sky was dark, shrouded in clouds of black mist, and the sun was nowhere to be seen.

Could it be that these black mist are the 499 departed souls?

She looked around again and finally found a soldier standing in an open space.

It turned out to be the costumes of the soldiers led by the second brother in the battle of Luoxingpo three months ago!

It's her Ning family's army!

She suddenly remembered that the second brother's army had a battalion of 500 people. He must have led a battalion of soldiers that day, and the whole army died in the battle.

And she was also on the battlefield, and for some unknown reason, all the souls of those who died were absorbed by her.

The original body also fell into a coma due to the rapid consumption of Yang Qi, and eventually died, allowing her to pass through.

She walked closer to see if the ghost soldier was the second brother she was missing.

It was an unfamiliar face with closed eyes.

As soon as she came closer, her face shone brightly, and then her eyes suddenly opened, emitting a fan-shaped light. There were figures moving in the light.

Ning Yue took a closer look. The light in front of her eyes was like a modern holographic image, and the scene in Zhang's house was playing in it.

Mother Lu waved away the waiter, and while helping Mrs. Zhang go inside, she whispered: "Madam, the set in Xiuluo Pavilion costs more than 6,000 taels of silver."

Mrs. Zhang had a dark face and replied angrily: "Stop talking, it's already been said. I didn't know she didn't want the good stuff she had ready-made, so she had to waste her family."

Ha, it was after she left in the evening.

She wanted to see their faces at that time, and she really saw them.

With such a distressed look, she thought the payment was her own money.

Mother Lu: "Looking at her, it seems like she really doesn't know anything."

Zhang: "Since you don't know, it saves you a lot of trouble."

"I thought I would be able to help Qi'er by marrying someone in the future, but I ended up getting a free body." Ms. Zhang looked heartbroken.

Ning Qi is her only son. He is only 8 years old this year. It is too early to try to find help for him now.

Mother Lu went over and whispered a few words.

Zhang turned around and looked at her in surprise: "Oh? He really said that?"

Mother Lu nodded.

Mrs. Zhang pondered, "No wonder... Then I agreed to her and let her marry into the founding lord's house, and draw a clear line early so as not to implicate us."

"The dowry?..."

"You pick a few items from my private treasury in the capital and give them to her, carry more empty boxes, just say it's expedient in a hurry, and make up for her later. The Founding Marquis won't last long, and when the time comes, he will die without any evidence, just say that he should I gave her all the things I gave her, and Ning Shanhai couldn’t say anything.”

Ning Shanhai is Ning Yue's eldest brother.

Her father was seriously injured a year ago and suffered a stroke before the injury healed. He is still lying in bed unable to take care of himself.

The second brother Ning Xinghe died in battle again, and now Ning Shanhai is the only person in the Ning family who can support her.

What a good plan. Ning Yue couldn't help but want to applaud.

This stepmother usually talks and smiles, like a silly sweet girl without any scheming. She turned around and was thinking about how to swallow her and her mother's dowry.

She knew that her mother's dowry was quite expensive back then, and over the years, the general's father and brothers had also hoarded a lot of good things for her.

She wanted to swallow so much in one gulp without fear of choking to death.