Gui Yao slowly uttered two words, "ghost child."

"ulterior motive?"

The Duke of Qi stood up. "Wouldn't that hurt Yun'er? Please explain, young lady."

"The so-called ghost fetus is actually a manifestation of evil thoughts."

Gui Yao said, "A ghost fetus is just like a human fetus; it takes one month to implant and ten months to mature."

But it doesn't ripen naturally; instead, it survives by consuming people's evil thoughts, eventually completely taking over that person.

"You mean it will devour Yang Yue and eventually become Yang Yue?"

Gui Yao nodded. "Not only that, after the ghost fetus devours the main body, it will affect the people around it."

Its malevolence can ignite the deepest evil within people, leading them to wreak havoc on humanity.

"Then Yun'er must not stay in the Yang family."

Anxiety and worry appeared on the usually stern face of the Duke of Qi. "Please, Miss, find a way to get Yun'er home as soon as possible."

Yun'er is Yang Yue's bedmate; if the evil intentions are to come to fruition, she will be the first to suffer.

"Right now, the second young lady is deeply in love with Yang Yue. Even if we forcibly take her away, she will still go back."

Simply taking the person away from the Yang family does not constitute fulfilling the contract.

Gui Yao looked at the Duke of Qi and said, "Whether she is truly in love or just deceiving herself, it is difficult to wake someone who is pretending to be asleep."

Then find the root cause of her feigning sleep and make her fully awake before the ghost fetus merges with Yang Yue.

I also want to know about the feud between the Duke and the Yang family, and how the Second Miss met Yang Yue.

Xiao Huaijin only found out that the Yang family and the Qi family were at odds, but he couldn't find out the specifics.

If you don't know the past, how can you talk about the future?

Duke Qi was probably genuinely worried about his daughter, and this time he was quite straightforward: "The feud between the Qi family and the Yang family, in a true sense, began with my father and Yang's father."

Initially, it was just a difference in political views, but later, because my father unintentionally revealed Yang's father's shortcomings, Yang's father came to hate my father completely.

The Yang family retaliated against my father, and my father retaliated in turn. Before long, the two families became enemies.

What truly made me hate the Yang family was that Yang Bokang killed my wife.

She is Qi Yu and Qi Yun's biological mother.

Gui Yao asked, "Does Qi Yun know?"

If she knew she was going to marry into the Yang family, she would have to check if Qi Yun had also planted something like a love-locking talisman.

Duke Qi nodded painfully, "I didn't know at first, but when she insisted on marrying Yang Yue, I told her the truth."

But she said that it was Yang Bokang who did it, that Yang Yue was innocent, and that if she married him, the feud between the two families could be resolved.

Gui Yao, "..."

No wonder the Duke of Qi has been sulking and refusing to see Qi Yun these past few years. He could even forgive the murder of his mother; it's already a testament to his good temper that he didn't kill him.

He's even more eccentric than Pei Xuan!

Gui Yao thought to herself, "This is what I'm complaining about."

"Given the long-standing feud between the two families, Yang Yue, as the eldest son of the Yang family, should be aware of this. Could it be that he deliberately approached Qi Yun?"

"The girl guessed correctly."

The Duke of Qi's voice was somewhat muffled, "After learning about their affair, I sent people to investigate. It was Yang Yue who took the initiative to approach Yun'er and win her heart."

He pointed to his face, "Yun'er looks like me. Yang Yue isn't blind; he'll know she's my daughter as soon as he sees her."

But Yun'er said I was judging a gentleman by my own petty standards. She firmly believed that Yang Yue didn't know her identity at first, and only learned she was a young lady from the Duke of Qi's mansion after they fell in love.

With such a wicked daughter, it's truly difficult for the Duke of Qi to ease the tension between father and daughter.

Gui Yao rarely showed her emotions when taking orders in the past, but this time she wished she could just sever Qi Yun's emotional ties and make her oblivious to everything.

But when she met the Duke of Qi's worried eyes, Gui Yao said, "Your Excellency, please do not worry. I will observe for two more days and I will make sure that the Second Miss is safe and sound."

The ghost fetus wouldn't appear on Yang Yue on its own; she needs to investigate what's going on here.

"Thanks."

The Duke of Qi's eyes reddened.

He suddenly said, "I am not a good father. I did a bad job in the past, and I may not be able to be a good father in the future."

But I have already wronged Qi Yu, and I cannot continue to neglect Yun'er. I will trouble you, Miss, to take care of her.

Gui Yao felt that he was a good father at this time, so why was he so strict with Qi Yu?

Thinking this way, I asked this question.

The Duke of Qi fell silent again. "Those were his mother's dying words. I was a son of a concubine who inherited the title, and my other brothers resented this."

The title of peerage will be passed down to me in the last generation. When it comes to Qi Yu's generation, there will be no peerage. Not to mention how the Yang family will retaliate against us, the other branches of the family will tear our branch apart.

She hoped that Qi Yu would rely on his own abilities to uphold the family's reputation and continue the glory of the Qi State Duke's Mansion, so that he could protect his other brothers and sisters.

When a family declines and the older generation is incompetent, outstanding children are always given more expectations.

I feel ashamed before my wife, unable to protect her, and powerless to ensure the safety of my children for the rest of their lives. So I resorted to extreme measures to force Qi Yu…”

He didn't say anything more, covered his face with his hands, and wiped it after a moment.

Gui Yao looked at him quietly, as if looking through him at something else.

As the Duke of Qi was leaving, she suddenly asked, "Is it worth sacrificing myself and Qi Yu for the sake of the deceased's expectations and the rest of my children's lives?"

Duke Qi froze. He didn't turn around or say anything, but his shoulders and back were no longer straight, and he looked rather thin and hunched.

Gui Yao sighed heavily.

The frittery flew over. "Master, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Gui Yao shook her head, a hint of pity creeping into her gaze as she looked towards the door. "Mao Dan, what exactly is parental love?"

Mao Dan thought for a moment, "It's probably because no matter how foolish their children are, they will never abandon them."

Like the Duke of Qi.

But that's not right either. "From Qi Yu's perspective, he's not a good father."

"Yes, she wasn't a good father, but she was trying her best."

Her voice was ethereal, like the wind, and Mao Dan didn't hear it clearly. Just as he was about to ask a question, he heard Gui Yao say again, "I wonder what kind of person my father is."

Why is it that, three years after her accident, no one except Mao Dan has ever searched for her?

The bald egg remained silent; it didn't know either.

Gui Yao changed the subject, "Mao Dan, it seems like I have more memories now."

When I saw Yang Yue's stomach, the idea of ​​a ghost child naturally came to mind, as if I had seen it before.

"That's a good thing."

Mao Dan was happy for her, "Maybe Master will be able to repair her soul and remember everything soon."

Gui Yao smiled, "I hope so."

That night, after having dinner, she went out again to the Yang family's house.

But on the way, I saw a man stuck on a high wall. His hair was gray and messy, covering his face.

He muttered, "It's so high, I'm so scared, daughter, daughter, Daddy misses you, please come and save Daddy..."

Perhaps influenced by the Duke of Qi's paternal love during the day, upon hearing him call for his daughter, Gui Yao, as if possessed, leaped onto the high wall. "Old man, are you going down?"

Hearing the voice, the man exclaimed joyfully, "Daughter, you're back?"

Gui Yao smiled and said, "Uncle, you've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not your daughter."

"Why not?"

The person who was just afraid of heights suddenly stood up, grabbed Gui Yao, and said, "You are my daughter."

She is my precious daughter, my darling. Even if I didn't care about her looks, I would never mistake her for someone else.

Gui Yao noticed that he seemed a bit off, and thinking of taking him away, she left.

Then the old man said, "My little pearl loves shiny things the most. I've saved up a lot for you, and I've been waiting for you to come back so I can give them to you."

Zhuzhu is still a little glutton. Her father invited several famous chefs from other places, thinking that if Zhuzhu didn't come back soon, he would send them to find her.

I couldn't let my little pearl get too thin. And lo and behold, my little pearl really came back!

"Are you really my father? Then tell me, what should my name be?"

Gui Yao sized up the old man. Although his hair was disheveled, he could tell that his clothes were made of fine brocade. Moreover, the features he described were quite similar to his own. So he decided to part the old man's hair to see what he looked like.

But before his hand could reach it, a frantic and shrill voice rang out, "Master!"

The owner of the voice came running over with light-footed skill, followed by several black-clad men with excellent light-footed skills.

"Master, this old servant has finally found you."

The old man was displeased. "You've disturbed my conversation with Zhuzhu. Get out of here."

This sound was imposing.

"Master, you've mistaken him for someone else. This isn't our young master. He hasn't returned to the capital yet."

The old servant gently coaxed her, yet forcefully stood between Gui Yao and the old man, while the other men in black immediately protected the old man.

Gui Yao smiled and said, "I saw the old man sitting alone on the wall, looking very scared, and I wanted to take him down."

It's not that I'm going to do anything bad; there's no need to stare at her like that.

The old servant nodded to Guiyao in thanks, "Thank you, young lady."

He then looked at a man in black, who understood and immediately took out two silver ingots and gave them to Gui Yao.

The old man saw this and cursed, "You scoundrels, how can you be so stingy with Zhuzhu? Give her everything you have."

The man in black glanced at the old servant, who nodded. Then, the men in black each took out their money pouches and stuffed them all into Gui Yao's hands.

The old man was still not satisfied and said to the old servant, "Take out what you have on you too."

"Alright, alright, I'll do as you say, sir."

The old servant dared not let go and gestured for the man in black to take out his money bag.

The old man then smiled, "Zhuzhu, come home with me. There's plenty more at home than this. I'll give you as much as you want."

You've been away from home for three years, and your father misses you terribly...

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly fainted.

The old servant put away the medicine bottle and said to Tong Guiyao, "I'm sorry, my master suffers from nightmares and mistook you for someone else. Please forgive me, young lady."

As he spoke, he picked up the old man and carried him horizontally.

Gui Yao shook her head, watching the old servant leave as light as a swallow, and then she turned around as well.

But what they didn't see was that the wind blew open the old man's clothes, and a portrait floated out. The portrait clearly showed Gui Yao's face. But before the portrait could fly away, it was caught by the men in black who were accompanying him and carefully folded up...

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