Going through the Red Mansions quickly means going against the system.

Xiaohua's face turned pale.

She knows! They will all know!

But she hasn't taken revenge yet, not yet...

Didn't stay enough.

The days at Zhen's house were her most relaxed and happiest.

Although she harbored resentment in her heart and was jealous and suspicious, she felt at ease.

No one would attack her while she was sleeping; no one would poison her food; and no one would urge her to get up early and then knock her down again and again with hard skills.

She knew she had no future, but...

The Zhen family's cook aunt would cook a small stove for her, and sister Yinglian would take her around to play and tie her hair. Even Sister Yuanyang, the most cautious and suspicious of her, would ask her if she wanted to study when she saw that she was interested in accounts.

They are all so gentle.

Aunt Feng is so kind, even more kind than her mother.

She always thought, if only my mother was Feng, and I would have two sisters like Yinglian and Yuanyang, how happy I would be.

Xiaohua made a sound, pulled out the dagger hidden in her arms, and placed it on Xingtao's neck beside her.

"Let me go!"

She bared her little fangs and showed off her power in despair.

But the mission failed and she was unable to command her mother's men. She will definitely be abandoned by them! She has nowhere to go.

"Oh my god, why bother!"

Seeing that Yuanyang was getting nervous about Xingtao, the scholar in white shook his fan and said, "Why bother! Miss Yuanyang keeps you by her side because she wants to give you a chance."

He used his elbow to cripple the mandarin duck, "Hey, tell me what I said is right?"

Only then did Yuanyang realize that he suddenly appeared next to her. You know, they were so far apart before!

Yuanyang suddenly remembered that he was a ghost.

Ghosts appear and disappear. If he wanted to save Xingtao, it would be easy.

"Help me! Help me and I will help you."

Yuanyang thought for a while, and compared with Xingtao's life, she was not opposed to spending more time taking care of Miaoyu and Miss Xing. Just put in a little more effort!

"Oh my god, why bother!"

The scholar in white stopped City Master Shi who was about to take action and returned to Yuanyang's side.

"This little girl doesn't mean any harm, why should she be so cruel?"

Although Xiaohua couldn't see the elusive scholar, she could hear his voice coming near and far away. She suddenly thought that she could only see mandarin ducks, and acted with their eyes to guess how many ghosts there were.

However, even if she snatched the jar from Xingtao's arms, she would not be able to guess where the ghost was without Yuanyang's instructions.

She suddenly had an idea and poured the remaining blood in the jar on herself.

"Oh my god, why bother!"

The scholar in white, the city lord, and Feng Yuan took a step back in unison and covered their mouths and noses.

"Didn't I tell you that your black dog's blood is impure! This blood is human excrement mixed with chicken, duck and goose blood. It's so dirty."

"Young little kid, you don't care about cleanliness so much."

The scholar pinched his nose and said, "It smells stronger than the smell of old corpses!"

The mandarin ducks couldn't laugh or cry.

Seeing that they were facing a formidable enemy, I thought I had found a way to restrain them, but I didn't expect...these ghosts are quite clean.

Xiaohua stood there in a panic, really wanting to find a place to wash herself off quickly. But when she saw that she had let Xingtao go and no one came to catch her, she felt happy and embarrassed at the same time.

She wanted to leave, thinking that she would bring blood next time at worst.

But she also thought, if there was no magical mandarin duck, would she still be able to come to this place?

It's not like she's never been to a mass grave before, but there are no ghosts there.

Xingtao escaped from Xiaohua's knife in a daze, shouting like she was dreaming:

"Stinky! Stinky! Xiaohua, the chamber pot is over."

Xiaohua was even more embarrassed. She really wanted to kick her roommate to death.

Yuanyang coughed and called Xiaohua's attention. As long as she didn't seriously hurt anyone, she could still give her a chance.

"Let's talk! What do you want!"

"Me." Xiaohua gritted her teeth and swallowed back the words that she wanted to save her life.

She doesn't want to kill anyone at all. Even if she wanted to avenge her mother or lead others, she didn't want to.

"Ugh!"

The scholar in white shook his head and sighed, then turned to look at Yuanyang.

"She's a poor kid too."

He turned to look at Xiaohua again and said seriously: "Your mother really wanted you to die at that time, but..."

It was really hard for him to say the word lucky.

The child knows that her mother wants to kill her, which is more painful than dying in confusion.

"No! My mother wouldn't do that! My mother is so kind to me! She, she plans to pass on her leadership position to me. Yes, it's me who doesn't live up to expectations!"

"It's not like you haven't seen how mothers love their children."

The scholar in white lowered his head and muttered, then sat down with a sigh and shook his fan.

"Your brother is the one she wants to protect. Your family's tradition is that men are sent back to their country to enjoy their blessings. Women are used as swords and rewards, staying outside to tie down the family's subordinates."

"This broken system is disgusting."

"This tradition is so abominable!"

Yuanyang's sigh echoed with that of the scholar. She thought Gao Peng was the lowest limit, but there were still people who were refreshing her views and sprinting towards the lowest limit.

"I, I don't believe it! I want my mother to tell me personally!"

Xiaohua's tears kept falling, crawling out of her eyes, crawling across her cheeks, and dripping on the ground.

She covered her eyes and face with her hands, but tears still flowed from her fingers.

She cried very funny, but Yuanyang felt sad to see her.

She couldn't help but approached and handed her a handkerchief.

Xiaohua's dagger fell to the ground with a clatter. When she saw the approaching mandarin duck, it pounced into her arms.

"Kill me! I want to see my mother."

The little flower cried and stained the mandarin duck's body with blood. Yuanyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Seeing that her clothes were dirty, she simply held Xiaohua in her arms.

"Stop crying. Isn't it good to live? There is no need to live or die."

Yuanyang raised his head and looked at City Master Shi, "City Master, can you call Xiaohua's mother?"

City Lord Shi shook his head, he really wanted to agree.

The wine gourd he had been mentioning before was now an immortal weapon. In order to deepen the karma between him and Miaoyu, he decided to give it up.

However, if he could agree to Yuanyang's other requests, he might be able to make Yuanyang owe him karma. It's a pity that there is an extra scholar now, which ruins his good deeds.

"That woman is a foreign ghost. She was taken in by their people and refined into a charm this morning."

City Master Shi coughed and said, "My wine gourd can help you collect Mr. Feng's soul. When you see Xue Pan in the future, you can release him to take revenge and settle the cause and effect."

"The reason why Miss Yinglian has a bad fate is because Xue Pan absorbed her good destiny. The two of them had a bad fate, and Xue Pan just happened to be able to suppress her."

"Now, Mr. Xue has met a good match in the capital, and he dislikes Zhen Yinglian for getting in the way. Their family invited Ma Daopo, and now they are burning incense and petitioning every day, hoping that Yinglian will die soon!"

"If these people who are causally related to Miss Yinglian hadn't jointly cursed her, this fatal situation wouldn't have been possible."

"If you hadn't arrived in time, Miss Zhen would have become a ghost!"