Madam Mu wanted to be closer to the Jiang family, so she directly bought a house nearby.

Jiang Yuanxi couldn’t help but sigh—being rich was truly great.

In just half a month, Mu Liuyun had become almost unrecognizable.

Her face was pale, and her once-round cheeks had sunken, revealing her cheekbones.

She lay lifelessly on the bed, a stark contrast to the energetic girl she had been just two weeks ago.

Chuntao sighed.

“Sister Liuyun?” Jiang Yuanxi called.

The person on the bed stirred slightly, causing Madam Mu to tremble with excitement.

She knew it—inviting the princess was the right choice.

Jiang Yuanxi turned to look at Madam Mu.

“Do you know what really happened back then?”

Madam Mu lowered her eyes in sorrow. “Liuyun told us everything. She is my only daughter now. Please, Your Highness, save her.”

Jiang Yuanxi responded calmly, “But she already has the will to die.”

Madam Mu’s legs went weak, and she nearly collapsed.

Fortunately, Chuntao caught her in time.

“Thank you, miss,” Madam Mu said gratefully.

Jiang Yuanxi looked past Madam Mu and said, “I can’t save her, but someone else can.”

She skillfully took out a talisman.

Ever since last time, Jiang Yuansheng had replaced all his sister’s toilet paper with high-quality talisman paper.

Jiang Yuanxi quickly drew a talisman and placed it on Mu Liuyun’s forehead.

A golden light flashed. “She has always been by your side.”

Madam Mu suddenly realized something.

She instinctively reached out her hand, and a cold sensation brushed past her fingertips.

Her eyes widened in disbelief.

“Sister, sister!”

Mu Liuyun suddenly heard someone calling her. It was her sister’s voice!

She opened her eyes to see a six-year-old girl leaning on her bed.

Mu Liuyun sat up abruptly.

“Liuxi, is that you?” She looked again to confirm what she was seeing.

Mu Liuxi took a step forward, placing her cold, lifeless hand over Mu Liuyun’s warm one.

It was Liuxi!

“Sister, I’m sorry!” Mu Liuyun wept bitterly.

If she hadn’t dragged her sister out to play that day, Liuxi wouldn’t have fallen off the mountain.

Her body wouldn’t have been lost forever.

And yet, after witnessing her sister’s fall into the abyss, she had lost her memory.

Madam Mu watched her daughter speak to thin air and quickly grabbed Jiang Yuanxi’s hand.

“Princess, is it… is it really her?” She trembled with emotion, desperate for an answer.

Jiang Yuanxi nodded slightly. Feeling benevolent, she drew another talisman and placed it on Madam Mu’s forehead.

“This will only last for the time it takes an incense stick to burn.”

With that, Jiang Yuanxi took Chun Tao and left.

The remaining time belonged to them.

As they walked away, Chun Tao glanced back to see Madam Mu and Miss Mu talking to thin air.

A thought crossed her mind, but she didn’t dare say it aloud.

So ghosts… really do exist?

..

As soon as they returned, they ran into Jiang Yuancheng and Wang Hanqi, who were about to go out.

“Come, Yuanxi, let your brother take you out for some fun,” Jiang Yuancheng said.

Chun Tao’s internal alarms went off immediately.

“Young Master, the young miss cannot go with you!”

Every time Young Master Yuancheng took the young miss out alone, something bad happened.

The first time, they got into trouble with the Ministry of Justice.

The second time, he lost her!

Who knew what would happen next?

Jiang Yuancheng waved her off casually. “Tell Mother that I’m taking my sister out.”

Chun Tao couldn’t stop him, so she hurried off to inform the madam.

The streets were bustling with people as Wang Hanqi led them straight to a horse market.

The shopkeeper tallied the cost: sixty taels for two horses.

“But we have horses at home. Why buy more?” Jiang Yuancheng asked, puzzled.

Wang Hanqi smirked. “We’re sneaking out—how could we use the family’s horses? They’d find out right away.”

That made sense. Jiang Yuancheng clutched his money pouch, unwilling to pay.

“Uh…” He nudged Wang Hanqi, embarrassed. “Can you cover me? I’ll pay you back later.”

Ever since last time, his mother had taken all his money.

He only had thirty copper coins—barely enough to buy a horse’s tail.

Wang Hanqi paid without hesitation.

They led their horses through the streets but soon spotted a group of well-dressed young men beating up a child.

One of them looked familiar to Wang Hanqi.

“Wait… that’s Sima Yi?”

Hearing the surname “Sima,” Jiang Yuancheng and Jiang Yuanxi immediately perked up.

“Who’s Sima Yi?” Jiang Yuancheng asked.

Wang Hanqi glanced at him. “Weren’t you once a notorious playboy in Shengjing? Sima Yi is ranked second—how do you not know him?”

“When there’s a number one, who cares about number two?” Jiang Yuancheng scoffed.

“He’s the prime minister’s son. And that kid getting beaten up looks like Zheng Yu, the son of Imperial Censor Zheng Guang.”

“You even know that?”

Wang Hanqi raised a brow. “Of course. I know the family history of every official above the fifth rank.”

Zheng Guang and his father were on good terms. They couldn’t just stand by and do nothing.

“Let’s help him.”

Wang Hanqi stopped Jiang Yuancheng.

“Are you an idiot? There are over ten of them and only a few of us.” Plus, there was a little girl with them. They’d just get beaten up themselves.

They needed reinforcements.

Jiang Yuancheng set Jiang Yuanxi down. “One person is enough.”

Wang Hanqi scoffed. “If you can take them all down, I’ll do a handstand and eat shit.”

Jiang Yuancheng sighed. “Brother, I admire your loyalty, but let me remind you—there’s always someone stronger out there.”

Then, to everyone’s horror, he pushed his little sister forward.

“Go, sister.”

Wang Hanqi was stunned.

“Are you insane? She’s a toddler! Against fifteen teenage boys? Are you even her real brother?”

Jiang Yuanxi marched up to them confidently.

“Stop fighting!”

A few minutes later, she dragged a battered young man over to Wang Hanqi.

“Is this Sima Yi?”

Wang Hanqi stiffly shook his head and pointed at another person.

Jiang Yuanxi dragged Sima Yi over to Jiang Yuancheng.

“Brother, hit him before he passes out.”

Jiang Yuancheng grinned and delivered a punch that knocked Sima Yi out cold.

The siblings proceeded to give him a thorough beating.

Wang Hanqi was dumbfounded. Just how deep was their grudge?

After the fight, Jiang Yuancheng stretched his arms. “Alright, time for your performance.”

Wang Hanqi’s face darkened.

“Scram!”

Meanwhile, Zheng Yu slowly got up. He hadn’t suffered many injuries, as he had been knocked down right when the fight started.

A small hand reached out to him.

“Don’t be scared, big brother! I beat up all the bad guys!”

Zheng Yu looked up.

In that moment, the young girl before him, smiling so brightly, looked like the sun itself.

He quickly stood and tidied his white robe. “Thank you, miss, and thank you, gentlemen, for your help.”

Just as they were about to leave, he suddenly sat back down.

Jiang Yuancheng frowned. “Why are you sitting?”

Zheng Yu clasped his hands. “I will never forget this favor. However—”

“You’re afraid of Sima Yi’s revenge, right?” Wang Hanqi grabbed him by the collar. “I like loyal people. Come with us.”

Two hours later, they arrived at an eerie, abandoned manor.

Jiang Yuanxi’s eyes sparkled with excitement.

Ominous black mist, dissipating life force…

Heh.

There’s definitely something big here!