At 5 o'clock, the ghost of the house is seeking a master

  Leng Ruyan's body was carrying an injury, and she walked extremely slowly. Adding to that, the banquet location was very far away, and Leng Ruyan also deliberately waited until the sky gradually darkened. So when they slowly arrived at the grand hall for the banquet, it was already an hour later.

  Before entering, I heard someone inside yelling: "What's going on with Leng Ruyi? She hasn't arrived yet, and Zhao Danni who went to invite her also didn't send any news?"

  Leng Ruxing lowered her head, secretly pleased with herself. Now, where can she still invite any young lady? I'm afraid Zhao's wife was frightened by the corpse and didn't dare to come and report it, fearing that reporting it would bring bad luck, especially since there is a prince present.

  She was thinking, but suddenly heard a hoarse cry from outside, she hadn't even had time to lift her head to see who it was, when a disheveled white figure rushed in quickly.

  "Dad, Dad, you have to take charge for your daughter's sake! Otherwise, I'll die with my eyes open!" Cold as the pupil strained her voice to scream, one hand pinched her thigh hard, and tears streamed down her face, filling her small, pitiful face.

  Her hair was a mess, with several strands stuck to her face and tears, her white nightgown was soaked in blood, red and white intertwined, in the dead of night it looked like she had emerged from the ground.

  Everyone in the hall was startled by this sudden appearance. Cold Qingxiang pretended to be calm and shouted, "Who are you?"

  Her eyes were cold and dark, and she couldn't help but sneer at this incompetent father who couldn't even recognize his own daughter.

  "Dad, I'm like a pearl." Cold Ru Xuan said as she lifted her head, but her gaze wasn't on Cold Qing Xiang, rather it was on the good sister sitting beside him.

  "Ah..."

  "Oh no, oh no......"

  "Don't come looking for me, don't come looking for me..."

  Those who were swept by her gaze suddenly cried out, some thudded to the ground, some jumped up and hid beside Leng Qingxiang, while others sat stiffly in their chairs, trembling with pale faces and purple lips.

  Isn't this terrifying? Cold as a pupil, eyes like icy light exuding a frightening aura.

  Leng Qingxiang let out a loud shout: "All of you calm down! It's really useless, just one person can scare all of you like this and make the princes laugh."

  Leng Qingxiang looked at his daughters, who were completely devoid of poise, and his iron-like face was not much better than theirs. He had no idea that these girls had done something wrong and were afraid of being haunted by ghosts.

  Even with Leng Qingxiang's loud shout, the girls did not calm down and were still frightened, huddled together. Only Leng Ruxin asked calmly: "Are you human or ghost?"

  "Dad, you have to stand up for me, otherwise I'll sneak out in the middle of the night to clear my own name." Leng Ruyue's face was covered in tears as she bitterly begged.

  In the middle of the night, a few words emerged that deeply frightened the hearts of several trembling girls beside them. The black-hearted girls who had just calmed down a bit were scared into screaming again, and some were even frightened to tears by these few words.

  "Shut up, all of you!" Leng Qingxiang shouted again, unable to understand how these girls could be so out of control and completely forget that the two princes were present.

  It was all caused by those kneeling in the great hall, he asked somewhat annoyed: "Are you Ru Xuan?"

  Leng Ru's eyes lifted that face which was neither human nor ghost-like, and for the first time, his gaze fell on Leng Qingxiang.

  This father is really well-maintained, having given birth to such a large number of descendants and still looking so spirited and elegant. At around 40 years old, he actually looks very young.

  Leng Qing's eyes narrowed as he looked at the newcomer, and his anger immediately flared up: "You're late to such an important banquet, and you look like a ghost. Are you trying to humiliate the Prime Minister's estate?"

  Her eyes were cold and she sneered, she was so miserable, crying so pitifully, her whole body covered in wounds, but when his father saw her like this, he only said that he had lost face for the Prime Minister's estate, without a single word of wanting to take responsibility for her.

  "Cold as a crystal, she pinched her thigh again and lay on the ground crying: 'Dad, daughter didn't want to be like this either, but Dad, daughter did something even more shameful.'"

  You're so afraid of losing face, huh? Well, there's something even more embarrassing for you to endure. You'd better hold on tight.