The Ghost Insists on Giving Me a Beautiful and Powerful Wife! - Chapter 32.2

The Ghost General’s cold voice showed no mercy.

She refused to back down, and Lu Qingzhen also refused: “You should know that matters concerning the Four Spirits Shop are to be handled by me with the Lord of the Underworld.”

“Then please, Lord Lu, report to the Lord of the Underworld as soon as possible, or else I will report on your behalf.”

“You…”

The Ghost General ignored Lu Qingzhen’s anger. She issued her harsh warning, turned her head, and left.

As she brushed past Lu Qingzhen, she paused slightly: “Lord Lu, don’t you think you are too biased toward the Four Spirits Shop?”

“I…” Lu Qingzhen was speechless, until the Ghost General had completely disappeared, then she finally dared to say: “Of course, I don’t think so! The Lord of the Underworld has already instructed us not to easily interfere with Boss Jiang’s affairs. It’s not that I’m biased toward the Four Spirits Shop; it’s that you’re ignorant. I’m the important bridge between the Underworld and the Four Spirits Shop. I haven’t even gotten angry, so why are you angry? Don’t even mention that Boss Jiang hasn’t caused any trouble yet; even if she did, she would definitely take responsibility for cleaning it up. If they ran out, we’d just catch them back! Why be so aggressive! What a jerk! My rank is higher than yours! Even if you’re not my direct superior, you should show some respect!”

Lu Qingzhen scolded for a long while with great force, but no matter how much she cursed, the Ghost General could no longer hear it.

That blood-red ghostly shadow had long vanished into the Ghost Market, completely out of sight.

Yu Ruoyin continued walking with Jiang Huaining on her back, with Lu Qingzhen beside them, looking rather distressed.

She kept glancing at Jiang Huaining, appearing hesitant to speak.

“A’Zhen, just say what you need to say, don’t keep it bottled up.”

With Jiang Huaining’s permission, Lu Qingzhen immediately spoke: “Boss Jiang, are you sure this little girl is your fated partner? Why is it that ever since she came into your life, you seem like a completely different person? Not only are you taking on cases you were too lazy to touch before, but you’re also being careless with your own body. You used to get angry with Xia Yu, too, but never once did you resort to violence like today. I’m not trying to defend Xia Yu, I just think you are too reckless with yourself, and it’s very strange. Your actions put me in a difficult position, I…”

“A’Zhen, there won’t be a next time.”

Lu Qingzhen gave Jiang Huaining a deep look, then glanced briefly at Yu Ruoyin: “I doubt it.”

She had a bad feeling, but Jiang Huaining didn’t want to argue about it now.

Lu Qingzhen’s attention returned to Xia Yu, who was currently being carried by Nan He and was also in poor spirits.

Taking advantage of Xia Yu’s weakness, Lu Qingzhen viciously pinched her arm: “I’m talking about you! You and Lian Zhen were old acquaintances, so how could you bear to let her die? You wouldn’t treat a female ghost you’ve only met a few times like this, would you? You are a Spirit of Nature, possessing the world’s most supreme power. What more could you be dissatisfied with? A demon core from a half-human, half-demon shouldn’t be of much use to you, should it?”

Xia Yu let out a low laugh and beckoned to Lu Qingzhen.

Only when Lu Qingzhen leaned closer did she say: “I’ll tell you a secret: I’m planning to rebel against my boss.”

Although she said it was a secret, she didn’t lower her voice at all.

Yu Ruoyin heard it clearly, let alone Jiang Huaining.

Xia Yu hid her true intentions behind a joke. Lu Qingzhen wanted to press her for more, but Xia Yu’s mouth was hard to crack open.

She became even more troubled.

She drifted by Jiang Huaining’s side one moment, then circled Xia Yu the next.

Zhuang Ciyue felt dizzy from her swaying and just wanted her to settle down, so she asked: “Yin Official Lu, is that Ghost General very powerful? Why was she so disrespectful when speaking to you? Your official rank is higher than hers, right?”

“Exactly! I thought she was rude too.” Lu Qingzhen’s tongue was loosened. She floated over to Zhuang Ciyue to chat: “However, the Ten Great Ghost Generals report directly to the Lord of the Underworld, so they do have some special privileges, like freely moving through the Ghost Market during non-operating hours—a privilege even I don’t have. They really look down on people like me who got their positions through connections. But what’s wrong with connections? People with connections can be very powerful…”

Zhuang Ciyue’s ears perked up: “Connections?”

Lu Qingzhen covered her mouth, her eyelids fluttering slightly—the nervous reaction of someone who had misspoke.

Zhuang Ciyue kept staring at her, and she didn’t hold out for long before lowering her hand: “Alright, alright, I’ll tell you, but don’t spread it. I was appointed as an Yin Official because Boss Jiang valued me and specifically requested me to guard the Four Spirits Shop, which is why the Lord of the Underworld conferred the title upon me. But I do have real capabilities too.”

The more she spoke, the angrier she got, and suddenly cursed: “Damn Gou Nanchun!”

Yu Ruoyin stopped. She turned back: “Sister Qingzhen, what did you just call that Ghost General?”

“I…” Lu Qingzhen tried to speak, but closed her mouth as soon as she opened it: “I’m a little angry at you, and I don’t want to talk to you right now.”

Yu Ruoyin walked back. She glanced at Nan He before remembering the serious matter: “Sister Qingzhen, when you were investigating Gou Nanchun in the Underworld, didn’t you…”

“No, nothing.” Lu Qingzhen covered her ears, saying petulantly: “I haven’t found anything, and even if I did, I wouldn’t tell you.”

Jiang Huaining took the blame: “A’Zhen, if you’re angry, be angry at me. It has nothing to do with A’Yin.”

“How can it have nothing to do with her…” Lu Qingzhen still wanted to argue, but stopped when she met Jiang Huaining’s profound gaze: “Alright, that Ghost General is indeed also called Gou Nanchun, the ten-thousand-year second-in-command of the Ten Great Ghost Generals. I’m not familiar with them, but I can definitely tell you that she is not the Gou Nanchun you are looking for. Because I have already found the real Gou Nanchun.”

“She is not in Chong City, she’s in Yin City,” Lu Qingzhen added quickly: “I won’t be going to that place with you, though.”

Zhuang Ciyue was curious: “Why? What’s wrong with Yin City?”

Xia Yu, who was lying on Nan He’s back, laughed out loud when she heard Yin City: “The Yin Messenger in Yin City used to pursue her.”

“Xia Yu, shut up!”

Lu Qingzhen was mortified and reached out to pinch Xia Yu’s wound.

Xia Yu dodged slightly, moving her head in a small circle, and Lu Qingzhen accidentally pulled off the black hat and mask that Nan He was still wearing.

Nan He’s eyes were glistening with tears, and there were two streaks of tears on her face.

Yu Ruoyin and the others were surprised. She subconsciously offered Nan He a tissue: “What’s wrong?”

“The…” Perhaps because Yu Ruoyin had acted as a medium to help her recover her memory, Nan He trusted Yu Ruoyin now. When Yu Ruoyin asked, she answered obediently: “That Ghost General’s aura feels very familiar.”

Nanchun.

Two Gou Nanchuns.

Lu Qingzhen said she had found one Gou Nanchun, but it didn’t mean that the Ghost General wasn’t the other one.

“What? Do you know her?”

Lu Qingzhen had a very talkative mouth. Compared to the equally noisy Zhuang Ciyue, her superior strength gave her the courage to speak more openly: “I knew it! How could those cold and aloof Ghost Generals suddenly be so kind as to send you out? It doesn’t fit their style.”

“I…” Nan He was very hesitant: “I… I don’t know.”

Yu Ruoyin: “Could she be the Gou Nanchun you’re looking for?”

Lu Qingzhen: “Gou Nanchun is in Yin City.”

“Sister Qingzhen, she’s looking for two Gou Nanchuns.”

“Two?”

“Yes.”

Yu Ruoyin was uncharacteristically calm in the face of Lu Qingzhen’s impatience, standing straight as she spoke to her: “It should have been one, but she’s a little confused about which one she should be looking for.”

Yu Ruoyin lowered her voice a little: “Nan He, you choose now. Do you want to turn back and look for the Ghost General, or go to Yin City?”

“Of course, it’s Yin City. We can’t see the Ghost General even if we go back now.” Lu Qingzhen gently patted Nan He: “The Ghost Generals of the Underworld are not people you can just meet whenever you want.”

She meant it was too late.

Nan He understood, and Yu Ruoyin understood too.

Yin City was the best choice. They couldn’t rely on luck at the Ghost Market every day; they needed to confirm an answer first.

Of course, they couldn’t go anywhere right now. They first had to take the seriously injured Jiang Huaining and Xia Yu back to the Four Spirits Shop to rest. With all the decision-makers in the Four Spirits Shop now incapacitated, Yu Ruoyin, with Jiang Huaining’s silent approval, arranged for Nan He to stay, and for Zhuang Ciyue to look after Xia Yu. Only then did she take Jiang Huaining back to her room.

Jiang Huaining should have fallen unconscious long ago, but she had been forcing herself to stay awake.

She still had things she wanted to say but hadn’t told Yu Ruoyin.

When the surroundings were completely quiet and only the two of them remained, Jiang Huaining softly told her: “A’Yin, don’t let me wake up and not find you again.”

“Okay.”

She answered too quickly, which made Jiang Huaining feel she hadn’t taken it to heart: “A’Yin, I mean it.”

“I will do it.” Yu Ruoyin moved closer to Jiang Huaining. Her eyes, usually clear with a hint of softness, were now frighteningly resolute: “Aunt Ning, when you wake up, the first person you see will only be me.”

Jiang Huaining felt something was off, but her weakened consciousness could barely support her trying to figure out what was wrong.

She pressed her slightly throbbing temples: “A’Yin must keep her word.”

“Mhm, I will.”

Even with the assurance, she still felt empty.

Jiang Huaining struggled to keep her eyes open. Her dark pupils reflected Yu Ruoyin’s delicate face. She chuckled softly: “What should I do? I feel a little reluctant to fall asleep. I want to look at you a little longer.”

Because of her injuries, her tone was softer than usual.

The playful words carried a hint of coyness, making Yu Ruoyin unable to resist leaning closer to her.

Their breaths almost intertwined. She ignored the surprise in Jiang Huaining’s eyes and pretended to be casual: “Then let’s talk a little longer.”

The strange feeling intensified.

Jiang Huaining endured her headache: “A’Yin, the time I’ll be unconscious might be longer than expected, but you don’t need to worry too much… You don’t seem too…”

“I know.” Yu Ruoyin looked at Jiang Huaining intently. Suddenly afraid that Jiang Huaining would see through her dirty little thoughts, she broke eye contact and deliberately steered the conversation elsewhere: “Aunt Ning, do Ghost Generals have their past memories?”

Jiang Huaining was still very willing to give her the correct answer regarding things she could answer, and her attention was easily diverted: “They won’t… The King of the Underworld is also afraid they might act out of self-interest. All souls drink the Elixir of Forgetfulness before taking office in the Underworld, forgetting their life before, forg—”

Jiang Huaining’s voice grew weaker. Her tired eyes fluttered. She was about to fall asleep any moment.

Yu Ruoyin’s gaze returned to her face. She suddenly thought to ask: “Aunt Ning, what exactly does Sister Xia Yu want? I overheard your conversation; Senior Lian Zhen was an old acquaintance of hers, right? Was Senior Lian Zhen’s life really that unimportant to her?”

“A’Yin… Xia Yu isn’t that bad. She just felt that Lian Zhen was living a hard life and it wasn’t necessary… She killed someone a long time ago, and she wants that person to come back to life, to live…”

Jiang Huaining was too exhausted to think straight, answering Yu Ruoyin even such a question. However, her voice trailed off before she could finish.

Yu Ruoyin nervously leaned closer, gently brushing her fingertips beneath Jiang Huaining’s nose. Only after feeling the faint warmth of her breath did she relax.

She was asleep.

Yu Ruoyin stood up, but after standing straight, she climbed back into the bed.

This time, she lifted the blanket off Jiang Huaining and slid herself underneath.

She settled beside Jiang Huaining, quietly gazing at her sleeping face. As if having made a certain decision, she abruptly closed her eyes.

It was Jiang Huaining who said it: don’t let her wake up and not find her.

Sleeping here would ensure that she was the first person Jiang Huaining saw, though she also knew deep down that Jiang Huaining would be unlikely to wake up again anytime soon.

Her closed eyes suddenly snapped open. Yu Ruoyin reached out and flicked the switch, plunging the room into darkness. Hidden in the blackness, she finally mustered the courage to slowly trace Jiang Huaining’s face. Her fingertips slowly grazed her soft skin, moving up to her lips. Her finger lingered there for a long time, until the heat engulfed her, prompting her to hurriedly pull away.

Her fingertip finally rested on Jiang Huaining’s brow.

Her lips sought her fingertip, then kissed Jiang Huaining’s brow: “Beautiful wife, sweet dreams.”

Yu Ruoyin lay down, pressed against Jiang Huaining, and quietly closed her eyes again. She tightly hugged Jiang Huaining’s arm, trying to hold onto the warmth she could touch…

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