"You must remember me... My love, I wish you a long life, happiness and health. Never see you again..."

The slender jade fingers turned into pieces of ashes and dissipated. In an instant, the entire figure of the female ghost turned into embers burned by the flames, and was blown away by the wind before Han Yuesheng's eyes...

"Xian'er, Xian'er!" Han Yuesheng stretched out his hand to grab it, but couldn't catch anything.

Covering his eyes, he swallowed more hoarsely: "Xian'er, why don't you take me away, why."

Seeing him in such pain, Mrs. Han's eyes instantly turned red, and she hugged his waist from behind: "The moon rises, the moon rises..."

Talisman paper falls, ghosts wander and chopsticks fall down.

A row of white candles burned out, light came in from outside the window lattice, and the main hall suddenly regained its brightness.

The Dragon Prince used my words to explain to the female ghost: "When she pestered your wife, it was just out of jealousy. Even if you betrayed her, she never had the heart to attack you.

She has been dead for so many years, and there is a resentment in her chest. This resentment is caused by you. It is fate that your wife and son will suffer this fate.

Your wife didn't lie. It was indeed you who brought a piece of her consciousness back to your home in the city, and it was she who pushed your son down the stairs. But her conscience was still intact and she did not kill him.

From the beginning, all she wanted was an explanation.

But you kept her waiting for too long.

Now that the resentment in her chest has melted away, she will soon go to the underworld to be tried and reincarnated.

Maybe after a few lifetimes, you will have a chance to meet again."

Looking at Mrs. Han again, the Dragon Prince said softly: "What you saw in the nightmare were all ghost arts. Your husband did not cheat on you, nor did he do anything extraordinary with the female ghost.

Jiang Hexian has never appeared in front of your husband. What you saw was all illusion and Jiang Hexian's revenge.

The portrait in your husband's drawer is a memory that is still engraved in his subconscious mind. Han Lang is Jiang Hexian's obsession, and Jiang Hexian is also Han Lang's obsession, so when he dreams back at midnight, your husband can still see his former lover in his dream.

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In your previous life, you were infatuated with your husband, and you were generous and gentle. For your husband, you were willing to be your lifelong confidant and a couple in name only. God has pity on you for having a pure and flawless heart, and has given you and your husband special gifts in this life.

You must seize the opportunity to renew your relationship in this life."

Mrs. Han bit her light red lips and nodded with tears in her eyes.

The Dragon Prince turned around and wanted to take me away, "Remember to burn the paper money on the table for her. There is money down there for easy things. Dig her bones out of the dry well as soon as possible when you have time, and bury her properly. If you don't mind, you can bury her."

The tablets were moved to the ancestral temple for worship.

Your Han family owes her too much, so you should consider whether to give her the status she deserves."

"Then if she goes down, she will be punished." Han Yuesheng suddenly turned around and asked, with deep distress in his turbid eyes: "After so many years of not going down, will she be reincarnated smoothly... Will Hades still be willing to accept her?"

The Dragon Prince thought for a while and said: "The underworld will definitely accept her, but as for the rest, I can't say for sure."

Han Yuesheng lowered his head in defeat and clenched his fists.

…

When the Dragon Prince took me out of the main hall of the Han family's old house, the Lantern Festival fire in the yard was still bright and lively.

My body shook as he walked out of my body.

"Back then, Jiang Hexian loved this flower so much that Han Lang spent a lot of money to plant it all over the house. Now the flower is still there, but my old friend is long gone." Lord Long, dressed in black clothes, stood under the afterglow of the setting sun and sighed with emotion.

I rubbed my sore arms and shoulders and pouted: "If Jiang Hexian had known that Han Lang had gone back to look for her, then the lovers Han Lang and Jiang Hexian would have had a different ending."

"When Han Lang went back to look for her, she happened to be hiding at the bottom of the well to avoid the evil. She didn't dare to show up in the Yang Realm, so how could she know that Han Lang had gone back. The two of them missed each other by accident.

God’s will is also fate.”

I lowered my head a little sadly: "Jiang Hexian's experience is so miserable. Feudal ideas kill people. Mrs. Han is really looking down on human life and is extremely evil!

It was obviously her son who fell in love with someone else's girl and took the initiative to marry her as his wife. But in the end it was all her fault and he still humiliated and persecuted her...

What a pity Jiang Hexian didn't haunt her to death after he became a ghost!"

Seeing that I was fighting for Jiang Hexian, he pulled my shoulder and helped me knead my sore arm considerately: "Old Madam Han did not die well. Jiang Hexian was too weak when he first became a ghost. Han Lang filled her well and then killed her."

Completely trapped in the ancient house, she was unable to leave the house, leaving Mrs. Han with nothing to do.

Mrs. Han escaped the disaster at the hands of Jiang Hexian, but within two years she broke her brain and became a lunatic. She suffered from madness and pain for three years and died suddenly at home. Her death was extremely ugly.

There are gods three feet above your head, and the sins you have done are debts recorded, and you must pay them back if you cannot escape."
Chapter completed!