The Ghost Insists on Giving Me a Beautiful and Powerful Wife! - Chapter 42.1

She only saw Jiang Huaining suddenly rush out the door. When she came back in…

Yu Ruoyin didn’t quite understand what Jiang Huaining meant. She only saw Jiang Huaining suddenly rush out the door. When she came back in, she was carrying a giant ice sphere. The ice sphere was also talking, and the voice was exactly the same as the one Yu Ruoyin had heard coming from the corridor just now.

Jiang Huaining’s fingernails dug into the ice sphere, emitting a faint golden light. The gold light’s temperature was not low and was continuously melting the ice sphere; water droplets ran down her palm.

The more the ice sphere melted, the more out of control its voice became. At first, it was just telling Jiang Huaining to let go, but later it turned into curses: “Boss Jiang! Jiang Huaining! Are you crazy!”

Jiang Huaining didn’t say a word. She held the ice sphere and paid attention to Yu Ruoyin’s reaction.

Zhuang Ciyue and Zhuang Huaishu followed Jiang Huaining in. Seeing Jiang Huaining abusing the ice sphere, Zhuang Ciyue covered her face, her eyes strange, while Zhuang Huaishu’s eyes held only disgust: “Serves you right.”

Yu Ruoyin slowly figured out the identity of the ice sphere—she must be King of the Revolving Wheel, Yingzhu, whom Mei Jingwan had mentioned.

But… why was the King of the Revolving Wheel an ice sphere? Since Zhuang Huaishu’s bone brush came from the King of the Revolving Wheel, why was she so indifferent to her?

“Ning…”

Before Yu Ruoyin could utter the full address, Jiang Huaining, hearing her voice, subconsciously let go of the ice sphere. It smashed onto the ground and embedded itself in the floor, letting out a painful cry: “Jiang Huaining!”

An opening suddenly cracked in the middle of the ice sphere, emitting a blood-red light. A pale, slender hand slowly stretched out from the blood light.

The hand reached out towards Jiang Huaining’s pants leg. Before it could touch her, Jiang Huaining suddenly stomped down hard on the hand. Yingzhu’s hand was instantly flattened as if it had no bones, reduced to the thickness of a sheet of paper.

That paper-thin hand slid out from under Jiang Huaining’s shoe and instantly retracted into the ice sphere. A complaining voice followed: “Jiang Huaining, there are so many people here, save me some face.”

The ice sphere seemed to be a means of self-protection. Seeing the internal strife erupting between them, Mei Jingwan seized the opportunity and crawled to the edge of the ice sphere: “My Lady, she is no match for you now, why should you fear her.”

She wanted to incite Yingzhu to fight Jiang Huaining, but unexpectedly, the moment she approached the ice sphere, it suddenly shattered, and a female paper figurine drilled out from inside.

A gust of cold wind suddenly swept through the room. The wind blew across the paper person’s thin body, which instantly swelled. She seemed to instantly grow complete flesh and blood, transforming into a living person. Not only was her skin plump and soft, but her complexion was also very rosy, unlike the ghosts Yu Ruoyin had seen before.

Yingzhu stepped on Mei Jingwan’s back, and a current of air instantly wrapped around Mei Jingwan. She looked down at Mei Jingwan: “Little Mei, did you tell Boss Jiang that Zhuang Huaishu’s bone brush came from me?”

This King of the Revolving Wheel not only lacked the paleness of other ghosts, but the aura she emitted was also not so cold. Strangely, this aura, which Yu Ruoyin found comfortable and warm, was pressing down on Mei Jingwan, making her whole body tremble. A few ice crystals even floated up on her back. Despite being a ghost, she shivered from the cold and couldn’t speak clearly: “M-My Lady…”

She stammered, unable to form a complete sentence, but Yingzhu didn’t need her to answer. From the moment Yingzhu opened her mouth, she was convinced of the answer: “You truly have great courage.”

Yu Ruoyin noticed that Yingzhu’s lowered eyes held a smile, but her tone was chillingly cold.

The foot she had on Mei Jingwan suddenly pressed down and slowly twisted. Mei Jingwan let out a cry of pain, her entire back sinking in, and she spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Mei Jingwan raised her hand reluctantly, reaching for Yingzhu’s ankle: “My Lady, My Lady, I have followed you for thousands of years, you can’t… Pff!”

Yingzhu didn’t give her a chance to finish speaking. She slammed her foot down hard, and Mei Jingwan immediately fainted. Her body instantly dissipated, turning into specks of black mist that drilled into Yingzhu’s body.

She… it seemed she had absorbed Mei Jingwan.

Only when the black mist had completely disappeared did Yingzhu raise her head. Yu Ruoyin finally got a clear look at her appearance.

This King of the Revolving Wheel was very different from what she had imagined. She actually looked like a sixteen-year-old girl. Her youthful and naive face was adorned with two small dimples. When she smiled, she was sweeter than honey. Her pure and harmless appearance didn’t look like a superior being at all.

Yu Ruoyin stared at Yingzhu in surprise. Yingzhu walked eagerly toward Jiang Huaining and smiled flatteringly: “Huaining, as soon as I completely devour her memories, I’ll immediately tell you who the mastermind is.”

“This is the business of your Underworld. If you can handle it, you don’t need to tell me.”

“Jiang Huaining, you’ve hit me, so your anger should have subsided. It’s not what you think. I did give Zhuang Huaishu the bone, but…”

“Yingzhu.” Jiang Huaining cut Yingzhu off, her tone chilling: “You’d better not think about lying.”

Yingzhu immediately looked like a deflated balloon, shrinking her head and daring not to make a sound, looking guilty.

Seeing her silence, Jiang Huaining’s tone grew colder: “Think carefully before you speak.”

Not only was Jiang Huaining’s tone cold, but the look she gave Yingzhu was also sharp and fierce, as if she was ready to hit her again at any moment.

Yu Ruoyin somewhat understood what Jiang Huaining had murmured earlier. Jiang Huaining was probably afraid that she would be scared by her indifferent appearance, but what did her being fierce to Yingzhu have to do with Yu Ruoyin?

As long as she wasn’t fierce or cold to her, that was fine.

She wasn’t familiar with Yingzhu, so it wasn’t her turn to feel sorry for her.

Among them, the most familiar with Yingzhu, besides Jiang Huaining, was Zhuang Huaishu.

Recalling Zhuang Huaishu, Yu Ruoyin’s shifting gaze couldn’t help but drift over.

This made things even stranger. Zhuang Huaishu’s attitude was problematic. Seeing Jiang Huaining treat Yingzhu this way, there was no sign of distress in her eyes, only mockery.

She seemed to be mocking Yingzhu, or perhaps even gloating.

But… she held Yingzhu’s bone brush, so they should be partners, right? Even if their relationship wasn’t good, it shouldn’t be hostile, should it?

Yingzhu couldn’t give an answer for a long time. They could only remain deadlocked in silence, hearing only some faint noises and Nan He’s soft crying. The first to be unable to stand it was the somewhat impatient and warm-hearted Zhuang Ciyue. She quickly stepped forward and stood between Jiang Huaining and them: “Boss Jiang, is there some misunderstanding? Lady Yingzhu came to help. If she hadn’t arrived in time, my grand-aunt and I wouldn’t have made it here alive.”

Zhuang Ciyue, like Yu Ruoyin, didn’t understand the source of the conflict between Jiang Huaining and Yingzhu, but because Jiang Huaining’s attitude was stronger, she spoke up for Yingzhu to break the silence.

Yu Ruoyin hadn’t planned to interfere. She believed that everything Jiang Huaining did had her own reasons. Her role was to watch and support. However, since Zhuang Ciyue got involved, she couldn’t ignore it. Yu Ruoyin walked to Jiang Huaining’s side and gently tugged on her hand: “Aunt Ning, Lu Qichun is dead.”

She didn’t speak up for Yingzhu, but simply redirected the focus back to the reason they came here.

Jiang Huaining was indeed distracted. She no longer deadlocked with Yingzhu, instead holding Yu Ruoyin’s hand and walking towards Nan He.

Yu Ruoyin had barely taken half a step with Jiang Huaining when she found herself unable to move. She turned her head and saw that it was Yingzhu who had grabbed her wrist.

Yingzhu’s previous look of guilt in her confrontation with Jiang Huaining was gone, replaced by excitement in her eyes. She looked at Yu Ruoyin with shining eyes: “It’s you!”

A strange feeling arose, and Yu Ruoyin couldn’t help but frown: “Does My Lady recognize me?”

“Of course! Pff…” Yingzhu’s answer was quick and firm, but before she could finish, she spat out a mouthful of blood. Blood splattered all over Yu Ruoyin’s face. Yu Ruoyin’s vision blurred, and in a trance, she saw a person who looked exactly like Yingzhu, but her clothes were different, and there was a ball of burning golden fire between her eyebrows.

She shook her head, and her vision cleared again. The golden fire also disappeared.

Yu Ruoyin’s vision was blocked by Jiang Huaining. Jiang Huaining silently wiped the blood off her face and casually slapped Yingzhu’s hand away.

Yu Ruoyin didn’t even see Yingzhu’s reaction, only hearing her change her words: “I don’t recognize you, I don’t know you.”

Yu Ruoyin wanted to see Yingzhu’s expression. Just as she tilted her head back a little, Jiang Huaining pressed her to face the opposite direction. She could only hear Jiang Huaining say: “Now you do. Her name is Yu Ruoyin, and she is my wife.”

“Boss Jiang, you have very unique taste.”

Yingzhu’s voice became light and comfortable, with a hint of teasing, which made Yu Ruoyin involuntarily look over with a probing gaze.

Before she could see, Jiang Huaining was already leading her with one hand and pushing her back with the other, walking toward Nan He. Only when they reached Nan He’s side could Yu Ruoyin smoothly turn her head to look at Yingzhu. Unfortunately, Yingzhu was no longer looking at her. She started talking to Zhuang Huaishu: “Zhuang Huaishu, your granddaughter is much more conscientious than you.”

“Hehe.” Zhuang Huaishu sneered and reached out to pull Zhuang Ciyue away from Yingzhu: “Zhuang Ciyue, don’t meddle in this Lady’s affairs from now on.”

“Grand-Aunt, isn’t Lady Yingzhu your contracted partner? Your bone brush also came from her. She gave you power and even…”

Before Zhuang Ciyue could finish speaking, Zhuang Huaishu made a stroke with her brush, sealing her mouth. Only after she was completely unable to speak did she instruct: “Remember my words.”

Just as Zhuang Ciyue was about to nod, Yingzhu pressed down on her head. Yingzhu controlled Zhuang Ciyue to speak to Zhuang Huaishu: “The child is only speaking the truth, why are you getting angry? I did give you power and the chance to live, and I rushed to save you selflessly. If you are ungrateful, it will corrupt the child.”

“I didn’t ask you to.”

“Then you can ask me now.”

“…”

Zhuang Huaishu’s attitude toward Yingzhu was strange, and Yingzhu’s attitude toward Zhuang Huaishu was also strange.

They didn’t seem like partners but more like rivals. Zhuang Huaishu was reluctant to speak again. Yingzhu acted as if she hadn’t noticed and spoke up again: “Hey, you got me into trouble. If it weren’t for the bone brush, Boss Jiang wouldn’t be so angry with me.”

“Oh.”

“Don’t you feel guilty?”

“Heh.”

Zhuang Huaishu’s cold laugh finally exasperated Yingzhu. She ripped off her obedient and gentle facade, revealing her irritable true nature: “Laugh at what! Zhuang Huaishu, haven’t I been good enough to you? I come whenever you call, grant every request, and toil like an ox or a horse. What more do you want?”

Yu Ruoyin’s ears perked up instantly. Her gaze, which had just moved away, turned back again.

Zhuang Ciyue’s reaction was even bigger than hers, her eyes fixed on Zhuang Huaishu, afraid of missing anything.

Zhuang Huaishu’s response did not elaborate on their old grievances. She looked at Yingzhu with cold eyes: “My Lady, I do have something to ask of you now.”

Yingzhu’s lips curled up in satisfaction: “Tell me.”

“Shut your mouth, and stay away from me.”

Yingzhu’s smile instantly froze. Zhuang Huaishu pushed Yingzhu away, snatched Zhuang Ciyue back from her, and re-seated herself in her wheelchair, gesturing for Zhuang Ciyue to push her away from Yingzhu.

“You…”

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