Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

Yang Rongxin murmured to herself: "Feng Ye and Xiao Yan were originally maids in her room. I bribed them and betrayed her. She is back? She is really back?"

Yang Rong panicked and grabbed Madam Zhou's hand, saying in horror: "Mother, she has turned into a ghost and is back for revenge!"

Although Mrs. Zhou's heart skipped a beat, her face sank: "Xin'er, what nonsense are you talking about! Yang Susu died of a strange disease, what does it have to do with us!"

She narrowed her eyes and said coldly, "Even if you come back as a ghost, so what! If anyone stands in my way, I will kill them if they get in my way!"

Madam Zhou looked at Yang Rongxin who was gradually calming down and said with satisfaction: "When faced with things, stay calm, think calmly, and think strong. My Xin'er has always done a good job! Don't panic. Right now, take a good rest and prepare for the plum blossom viewing banquet in a few days. That's the most important thing!"

Yang Rong nodded worriedly: "Listen to mother!"

Mrs. Zhou patted the back of her hand distressedly: "Okay, mother will accompany you tonight!"

The sky was gray and bright, and snowflakes began to drizzle in the air. There were already many people who had gotten up early on the street, and there were already several tables of people sitting in the steamed bun shop!

"Have you heard? The General's Mansion was haunted last night!"

A woman bit into a bun and said, "My son works in the general's mansion. He was scared to death when he came back last night. I heard that the dead Miss Yang San turned into a ghost and came back to take our lives! Two people died in a row!"

An old man nearby asked in confusion, "Didn't Miss Yang San die of a strange disease? Why is she here to claim my life?"

The fat lady at another table said meaningfully, "We don't know if he died of a strange disease, but there are so many dirty things going on in these wealthy families!"

The woman continued, "Yes, yes, yes! There must be something fishy about the death of Miss Yang San!"

"Who says it isn't?"

The waiter at the bun shop added, "I heard some opera music coming from somewhere. What? Sisterhood? Thin as paper. Flesh being scraped alive. Howling in pain! Tsk tsk tsk tsk. I think the Third Miss Yang was murdered!"

The fat lady took a bite of the bun and sighed, "How pitiful!"

When the day broke, the snowflakes became heavier. The news that the General's Mansion was haunted and had claimed two lives, and that Miss Yang San did not die of a strange disease but was murdered, had already spread throughout the streets and alleys and became everyone's after-dinner talk!

By the time Madam Zhou and Yang Rongxin reacted, it was already too late to stop the gossips. Madam Zhou was so angry that she gnashed her teeth!

Yang Rongxin smashed a celadon bottle: "Oh, sisterhood is as thin as paper, and the flesh is scraped alive, and the pain is wailing! Isn't this telling everyone that she, Yang Susu, was killed by me! Since you want to come back as a demon after becoming a ghost, then I will make sure you can't even be a ghost!"

Mrs. Zhou stood up and said, "Mother Lin, you must go to the Buddha Temple right now and ask the master to perform a ritual!"

Yang Rongxin raised her hand: "No, mother, you forgot, we have a Taoist priest in our house, please come and pray for that bitch for 49 days!"

Madam Zhou frowned: "But mother is afraid that those Taoist priests are not very skilled and will find it difficult to suppress her!"

Yang Rongxin smiled playfully: "No, I personally invited them all to Baiyun Taoist Temple. Before, I asked them to pretend and serve them with delicious food and drinks. Now it's time for them to show their real abilities!"

Early in the morning, the door of the general's mansion was opened and an altar was set up in the hall. The general's mansion was going to catch ghosts!