Princess, she is the one who facilitated the extradition.

After Marquis Cheng'an left, the Marquis's wife sat in front of her dressing table, looking at her aging self in the mirror, and said bitterly to the old woman beside her, "Men have always been fickle."

"Back then, I was someone he went to great lengths to be with, and I bore him three sons and a daughter. But his heart changed so easily."

The old woman comforted her, "Madam, don't think too much. The Marquis cares about you. These past years, the concubines haven't given birth to a single child. This time, when he said they would be dismissed, the Marquis dismissed them as well."

"They didn't have children, not because he prevented them from having children for my sake as their legal wife."

Lady Hou bit her lip.

She didn't give those sluts the chance to have children.

"He dismissed the concubines because this was my dowry house, and he no longer had the money to support them."

The old woman was at a loss for words, but since her master was angry, she couldn't remain silent.

He then said, "Madam's good days are yet to come. Second Master is a promising man and is very filial to you. With Second Master backing you up, even the Marquis will have to show you some respect."

When her second son was mentioned, the wrinkles on Lady Hou's face smoothed out a bit.

"The second son is the most clever of the children, but the Marquis dislikes him the most. Fortunately, I was neglected by the Marquis because of him, so he showed me some favoritism."

"Madam has excellent judgment; you're sure to be even more fortunate than the old matriarch of the Yue State Duke's mansion in the future..."

After the old woman showered her with flattery, Lady Hou's anger turned to joy.

The matriarch of the Yue State Duke's Mansion raised her son alone when she was young. Her son was grateful for her hard work and was very filial.

I heard that the old lady is nearly sixty years old now, and at night she still has young male servants to warm her bed, and they are even a tribute from the Duke of Yue.

She didn't get to enjoy the blessings of a man, but in her old age, it's not bad to have a son who is filial to her.

She placed her hand on the old woman's arm. "Alright, get some rest. You haven't been getting enough rest lately, and you look haggard."

Only by taking good care of my health can I enjoy the blessings of my son.

Over the years, she had humbled herself in front of the Marquis many times, but he still looked down on her.

Then she wouldn't bother with her own enthusiasm. In the future, when she becomes an old noblewoman, she can find a young man to serve her. Wouldn't that be better than that old, aging Marquis?

With this expectation in mind, Lady Cheng'an quickly fell asleep.

"I'm looking for something."

Gui Yao said to the departed soul, "Go lie down next to her for a while."

Still want to take revenge on Mingyue?

Then let the yin energy cleanse her properly.

Ah Ye's mother used to sleep on straw mats in the summer and tattered rice straw in the winter; she had never slept on such a soft bed before.

Upon hearing this, her eyes lit up and she jumped onto the bed, lying directly on top of Lady Cheng'an.

Lady Hou, who was having a sensual dream, suddenly shivered. The strong and powerful young man in her dream suddenly turned into a heavy mountain, pressing down on her and making it hard for her to breathe.

Gui Yao searched the house and soon found a box of jewelry and a box of gold and silver ingots.

Lady Hou was indeed keeping secrets.

It's unclear where she hid these escapees beforehand, as the house collapsed without them being hit.

She brought the items to the bedside and gestured for the departed spirit to see them.

The spirit sat up, and Lady Hou was finally able to breathe in her dream. Da Shan turned back into a young man, but he no longer had any romantic thoughts. Lady Hou's eyelids twitched, and she showed signs of waking up.

Gui Yao raised his hand and struck her neck, waiting for the soul to regain its memories.

Unfortunately, after looking for a long time, the departed spirit finally uttered three words: "Don't recognize it."

She also felt a little guilty, "I'm so useless."

Having both lost their memories and had their lives stolen, Gui Yao was exceptionally patient with the departed souls. "It's alright, let's look at something else."

Take all of these back with you. Half for me, half for A-Ye. That should be enough for him to live comfortably for the rest of his life.

The son was relieved that he wouldn't have to suffer, and the departed spirit was overjoyed.

Thinking of something, she hesitated, and the dog asked furtively, "Aren't we stealing? I taught Ono that we're not allowed to steal."

She asked the question, but her eyes darted back and forth between the two boxes, already calculating in her mind how much grain and clothes she could buy for her son.

The more he calculated, the brighter his eyes became.

Gui Yao pretended to hug all the things to her own chest, "Then I won't give them to A Ye."

The ghost hurriedly clung to her arm and acted coquettishly, "They're not thieves, they're bad people, we're doing justice."

However, the person she was being righteous to was her son, Ono.

That makes sense. Her son, Xiaoye, is a good child. The Tong family bullied their daughter-in-law; they are the bad guys, and they only got their money through ill-gotten gains.

The spirit quickly convinced itself, nodding emphatically as it brainwashed itself again, "Yes, we are doing justice."

Gui Yao smiled and put the things into her spatial storage.

Then they went to the room of Tong Lao Er and his wife. This time, Gui Yao didn't even need to say anything; the ghost lay down between the two of them on its own.

She even puffed out her cheeks and desperately blew evil energy at Tong Lao Er, until Tong Lao Er's forehead turned visibly black before she stopped.

The ghost rubbed its cheek and muttered, "This person is not a good person, and even if he became an official, he wouldn't be a good official."

"A person who is unrighteous yet holds a high position is spreading his evil among the masses; the more he takes from the people, the more deeply he harms them."

This means that the greater the scope of an official's power, the more deeply they harm the people.

Gui Yao glanced at her and guided her to recall, "Did you read this in a book, or did someone tell you this?"

After the incident, the deceased's spirit remained in the countryside, where there were no books to read and no access to any learned people; those were the memories of the time before the murder.

The departed soul fell into deep thought, not in a hurry to return, and instead found the treasure hidden by the second sister-in-law of the Tong family.

Inside were necklaces and hairpins that matched the hair ornaments.

In wealthy families, such jewelry was usually given as a gift in sets.

The fact that a set of jewelry from the Marquis's mansion was divided in two and given to his two daughters-in-law shows that the mansion had already fallen into decline when he married his daughters-in-law.

No wonder Marquis Cheng'an embezzled public funds to lend money at exorbitant interest rates, and later used the pretext of gratitude to arrange a marriage alliance with the Zhao family.

This is not gratitude at all; it's clearly because they're after the Zhao family's wealth and are sucking their blood.

They don't even treat Zhao Mingyue like a human being. With such character, how can she be worthy of a marquisate and the worship of the people?

Gui Yao narrowed her eyes, having made a plan in mind. Seeing that the spirit glanced at the jewelry but didn't react much, Gui Yao put the items into her spatial storage.

Although it wasn't as much as what Lady Hou had, it still shouldn't be given to the Tong family.

"Let's go."

Gui Yao looked at the lost soul, who was lost in thought, and pulled her along to prepare to go to the next place.

The spirit suddenly spoke, "A mouth with a beard."

Her eyes darted around, looking at Gui Yao. "Those words came from a mouth with a beard."

Gui Yao nodded.

Seeing that she didn't continue, he understood that this was all she had thought of, so he took her to the room of Mr. and Mrs. Tong.

The same process was repeated: the ghost blew yin energy at the man, and Guiyao looted his belongings.

However, the eldest son's family was indeed poor. They only found a hundred-tael silver note sewn into the collar. All the jewelry they had acquired during the day was gone; it must have been taken by the eldest son, Tong.

Upon arriving at Marquis Cheng'an's room, Gui Yao covered the upper half of Marquis Cheng'an's face with a handkerchief and asked the departed spirit, "Is this the mouth?"

The ghost glanced at it and shook its head. "No, the short beard isn't this long. It looks better than this."

The style of a beard can change, and moreover, nearly thirty years have passed, so it seems that relying solely on the spirits of the dead is no longer sufficient for identification.

She searched through everything, but nothing the deceased recognized.

Gui Yao then channeled a wisp of malevolent energy into the space between Cheng Anhou's eyebrows, and said to the departed soul, "Enter his dream, frighten him, and he won't die."

Marquis Cheng'an was worried about the future of his manor and was already having trouble sleeping. Suddenly, he felt a weight on his body, and the bright red fingernails, like those of a fierce ghost, pierced his flesh, causing him to open his eyes in pain.

What came into view was a face with blood flowing from its eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, its face pale, and a long tongue sticking out, blowing air at him.

He instinctively pushed the face away, and heard a thud as the face was pushed to the ground, but the long nail piercing his flesh was still there. He looked up.

Soul fly away!

It turned out to be a headless ghost, its head lying on the ground, its body still clinging to him. He screamed in terror, wildly pushing and kicking.

Gui Yao looked at the man on the bed, whose face was pale with fright, and said in a low voice, "You abandoned me in the village and let another woman take my place and become the Lady of the Marquis."

"You caused me endless suffering, and I died with my eyes wide open in anger. Today, I will pay for this in blood! Marquis Cheng'an, prepare to die..."

With a sharp thud, long fingernails pierced his chest, and the head that had fallen to the ground flew back. Long hair wrapped around Cheng Anhou's neck, choking him so much that he gasped for breath.

"I don't know you, you've got the wrong person..."

The human and the ghost worked in perfect harmony, causing quite a stir in Marquis Cheng'an's dream for a while.

Until a foul smell emanated from the bed, Gui Yao dragged the departed soul out of the room...