Strange Tales of the Ghosts - Chapter 78

[Chapter 78 Wolf husband (seven)]

Under You Sheng’s persuasion, Han Ruomei lay down for a while, and the two didn’t get up until noon. After getting up, You Sheng said that he wanted to go back to Wanhuapo’s house to get some things and left Han’s house. Han Ruomei was bored alone, so she asked the maid to set up a few cases in the garden, put on a chess game, and play the game alone. The chess was difficult to pass, and after a few games, it was already dusk. Looking at the sunset in the sky, Han Ruomei was a little puzzled, so she pulled a maid and asked, “Why didn’t you see my father today?”

“Miss Hui, Master was not at home all day today.” The maid replied in a low voice.

Han Ruomei stopped in the air holding the chess piece, frowned and asked, “Is the yamen busy recently?”

“I don’t know.” The maid shook her head.

“Well, you can step back and instruct the kitchen to cook later, and wait for the uncle to return before serving.” Han Ruomei didn’t think about it, she was thinking about You Sheng.

After hearing this, the maid left in a hurry…

The sky darkened a little bit, the wind picked up in the garden, Han Ruomei became anxious, and she was afraid that she could not see Han Qingmu or Yousheng, so she sent someone to the yamen Exploration, when the people who went back came back, they learned that Han Qingmu had not entered the yamen for a day today, and the person disappeared. This reminded Han Ruomei of the dream she had last night, and she was even more worried, and she hurriedly ordered people to look around. Just when she was anxious, You Sheng came back, holding a flower and grass in her hand.

“Xianggong, you are back.”

“My lady is worried.” You Sheng raised his hand with a smile, and shook the flowers and plants in front of Han Ruomei. “Look, what did I bring you?”

“This is?” Han Ruomei had never seen this kind of flower before. The shape was weird, the petals were shaped like a crescent moon, and it exuded a sultry fragrance.

“This is Requiem grass. I saw that the lady was not sleeping well recently, so I brought it from home.”

“Xie Xianggong, it’s just…” Han Ruomei’s appreciation was fleeting.

Seeing that Han Ruomei was frowning, and the maid of the house Ding didn’t know where she had gone, You Sheng asked, “Miss, what happened in the house? Why don’t you see the servants?”

“Xiang Gong…” Tears fell before Yu Yu, and Han Ruomei wiped away her tears and replied, “Father is gone.”

“Oh?” You Sheng frowned. “Don’t worry, madam, maybe father is working in the yamen, and he won’t be able to come back until later.”

“I’ve already sent someone to inquire, and father didn’t go to the yamen all day today.” Han Ruomei was afraid that Han Qingmu was really just like what she saw in her dream. When something bad happened, I cried with grief.

Yousheng put the flowers and plants on the chessboard and comforted: “Miss, don’t worry, wait for me to look for it, maybe Dad has something to do and didn’t have time to order the servants.”

“Yes.” Han Ruomei nodded and said softly: ” I’ll go back to the room and prepare a lantern for you.”

“No need, ma’am, even though it was dark at night, I still saw it.” You Sheng smiled, turned and walked towards the door.

Han Mansion has already been dispatched, and until midnight, there is no news of Han Qingmu. The people who sent out have all returned, but Yu Sheng has not returned. Han Ruomei had to pin all her hopes on You Sheng, so she sat down. Wait in the room with the lights on at night. It was almost dawn, and when You Sheng dragged his tired body to open the door, Han Ruomei greeted her with hope.

“Xiang Gong, did you find your father?”

You Sheng looked up at Han Ruomei and shook his head. After Han Ruomei took a breath, she took two steps back. The dream was entangled in her heart like a demon in the dark night. A bad premonition was passed on, no matter how You Sheng persuaded it, it was of no avail.

[End of This Chapter]