Since the first time seeing Bai Xingye, the little one felt there was something off about Sixth Brother’s luck!
However, there were no signs of possession by Ghosts.
Just went to lie down in his room, only to discover—
Turns out those wild ghosts were hiding in the cracks of the walls!
The human body naturally carries yang energy.
Normally, ghosts wouldn’t bother getting close.
But for someone like Bai Xingye, who shuts himself indoors all year round, never seeing the sunlight, and has highly unstable emotions, he becomes the prime target for wild ghosts.
Simply put, Bai Xingye is too downcast.
The yang energy on him is weak too.
Those roaming wild ghosts love coming close by.
And they certainly worsen his condition!
These unaware wild ghosts do not intend to hurt Bai Xingye.
But whenever they get a chance, they cling to him, which is bad for Bai Xingye’s health.
Therefore, the little one thought it over and decided to take Sixth Brother out for walks more often!
Mingyang Academy is full of yang energy, and most importantly, he can’t keep staying in his room.
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Several wild ghosts were beaten away by her.
There were still more than ten gathered together, waiting to get close to Bai Xingye.
Bai Zhi’er’s eyes glared, and those wild ghosts felt the difference, drifting back again.
She wouldn’t agree to let them bully Sixth Brother!
As night fell, Bai Zhi’er rode the carriage back to the palace.
Before leaving, she kept waving her little hand: "Sixth Brother, tomorrow let’s go to the academy together, don’t oversleep!"
Sixth Prince Bai Xingye stood beside Princess Consort Kang, arms crossed pretending disdain.
"Only kids oversleep."
Bai Zhi’er’s soft childlike voice chimed: "Big kids need to pay attention too~"
The carriage drove away.
Princess Consort Kang sighed with relief: "Today your sister went missing, truly scared me."
"From now on, no matter what you play with Zhi’er, remember to stay by her side, understand?"
Princely Heir Bai Yaoyu glanced back at the empty street before entering the mansion.
Night enveloped, mist rising.
Frowning, he asked: "Isn’t Father back yet? It’s so late, what play is taking so long?"
Princess Consort Kang chuckled: "Don’t you know your father’s nature? Even when there was no money before, he’d stop to watch a cockfight at the village entrance."
She turned back: "Forget him, come inside."
In Zhe Li Garden, Prince Kang staggered out of a private room.
His face flushed with post-drinking redness.
The half-open door showed four people sprawled around the table.
"Old Liu, Old Wu, weren’t you shouting about drinking me under the table? Admit defeat now? No one is my match!"
Prince Kang thumped his chest.
He waved his hand: "I’m heading back to the mansion, you all can lie there!"
After speaking, he grabbed the railing, tottering as he prepared to go downstairs.
Oddly, his two personal servants were nowhere to be seen.
"Those two damn fools, if I get hurt, see how I’ll punish them!"
Prince Kang cursed while holding the stairs, stepping down.
But when he steadied himself, he sensed something amiss.
The once lively Zhe Li Garden was now empty.
During the day, actors performed the drama "Three Marriages of the Young Lady," hence the stage was draped with red festive cloth.
The round tables in the venue were indeed adorned with wedding drinks, peanuts, and such.
Now, there were only leftover food on the tables, no guests, and no actors.