Have You Written Your Will Today?
Chapter 54: Can’t She Handle a Little Ghost?

Chapter 54: Chapter 54: Can’t She Handle a Little Ghost?

Before dusk, the sound of firecrackers erupted in bursts, and the Marquis Yangling Mansion was already thrown into complete chaos.

"Lady, Young Madam, we’ve searched all over the Bamboo Garden but haven’t found the little princess."

"We didn’t dare to alarm the Dowager, but after asking the servants in the main courtyard, they haven’t seen the little princess either."

"We have searched at Marquis’s place as well."

"..."

Listening to servant after servant give their reports, Qiao Si felt a surge of panic and couldn’t help pacing back and forth. Even Cui Xuan was tightly grasping her handkerchief.

She coldly questioned the nanny, who was kneeling on the ground attending to Cui Rong.

"How did you take care of her? How could you lose the child just like that?"

"You worthless thing! Fearing punishment, you chose to hide this incident on your own and frantically searched around the mansion. Now a full 15 minutes have passed. If I hadn’t asked to see Rong, how much longer were you planning to keep this a secret?"

"Why are you still kneeling? Go search! If anything happens to the young lady, you’ll pay dearly for your skin!"

"Yes, yes, I’ll go at once."

Qiao Si suppressed the inexplicable panic but still tried to calm down Cui Xuan.

"Mother-in-law, my uncle and grandfather are attending the palace banquet and it’s uncertain when they will return. I’ll take care of Rong here. She hasn’t left the mansion, so she must be in some corner asleep. If grandmother doesn’t see you and I delay going to the main courtyard, the old lady might notice something amiss."

Cui Xuan also thought so.

The Dowager was not in good health; it would be best not to cause her worry.

But just as Qiao Si finished speaking, she saw the old woman who was attending to her hurry in from outside.

"Young Madam."

"Just now, a servant reported that the little princess was seen heading towards the direction of the side courtyard."

Qiao Si said, "Have the Gatekeeper come and answer."

Gasping for breath, the old woman hurriedly said, "That old drunkard gets drunk with just a touch of alcohol. Right now, she is unconscious, and the side gate is wide open."

As she spoke, she lowered her face, seemingly with reluctance, "A little beggar on the street said that today he saw a grown little girl lured away by a rough man with a stick of candied hawthorn. Out of concern, I asked about it, and the little beggar said it was a little lady in a bright red skirt."

Qiao Si’s face turned deathly pale.

Rong is only five years old and at an age full of curiosity and energy. Her husband has passed away, leaving only this daughter behind.

The whole mansion spoils her to no end, fearing she might get hurt. Consequently, she is allowed to run wild.

Qiao Si’s body swayed, but she was supported by the maid beside her, preventing her from collapsing.

Cui Xuan’s face also took on a severe expression.

"Report to the authorities!"

"Quickly go to the Imperial Palace! Inform the Marquis about this matter."

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In contrast to the chaos at the Marquis Yangling Mansion, the pear garden was pleasantly serene. Shen Hua lay on a rocking chair, a thick woolen blanket laid upon her.

Ningzhu was beside her, feeding her walnuts.

Seeing Yicui head to the kitchen, Cui Rong, unwilling to stay with the disagreeable Shen Hua, also wanted to go, but she was stopped by Nanny Cheng with a smile.

"The kitchen is full of grease smoke; little lady, you shouldn’t go in."

Cui Rong could only sit down beside Shen Hua.

Restless, she looked around the room and suddenly blurted out,

"My second uncle also has a mansion somewhat like this one."

Shen Hua ignored her.

Cui Rong pouted, "I can eat by myself."

"My second uncle says that being lazy and indulgent is the absolute worst."

Shen Hua couldn’t even bother to lift her eyelids.

"If you’re so active, why don’t you go shovel the snow in the courtyard?"

Cui Rong pursed her lips.

She really hated Shen Hua! She is a Commandery Princess, not a servant.

Shen Hua sent Ningzhu to fetch the medicine for bruises.

"Little ghost."

"Don’t call me that!"

"Besides your wrist, is there anywhere else that feels unwell?"

Upon hearing this, Cui Rong licked her lips with a tinge of fear, but she did not conceal anything.

"I feel a bit dizzy."

Shen Hua beckoned with her fingertips towards Cui Rong.

Seeing this, Cui Rong didn’t hesitate to scoot closer to Shen Hua with her little stool. Having done so, she felt a mix of embarrassment and annoyance because that was exactly how her second uncle would summon Xue Tuan.

"Presumptuous!" she glared, her voice high-pitched and lacking any intimidation.

The next instant, a faint scent of flowers drifted by, a coolness touched her forehead as Shen Hua’s hand reached out to her.

It’s not scalding; definitely not a fever. She then recalled Cui Rong’s earlier state of mind, seemingly losing his wits.

"Do you still remember why you went with that person?"

Her voice was unusually gentle, covering Cui Rong’s fear.

Cui Rong began to recall.

"The candied haw on a stick he gave me wasn’t sweet. After eating it, I felt dizzy."

Shen Hua originally thought it was an intoxicant wreaking havoc. But she didn’t expect the troubles to stem from some dubious food.

This matter must not be taken lightly.

Especially since the kid is still so young.

Who knows what was mixed into that candied haw.

Shen Hua said sternly: "Ningzhu. Go call for the Medical Staff."

"Yes."

"Eh, are you sick?" Being close by, Cui Rong could clearly see the exhaustion and weariness in Shen Hua’s eyes, which not even rouge could conceal.

"Yes."

"Is it serious?"

Shen Hua’s response was indifferent.

"Not serious, I’m probably just about to die."

Cui Rong was startled. Though young, he knew what death was.

His Daddy was dead. Every year, he had to follow Mama to burn paper offerings at the grave.

Mama always said that Daddy loved Rong the most in the world. He had never seen him, and really didn’t know if it was true or false. But Mama never lied.

"There’s a doctor in my mansion, I’ll ask him to come check on you."

"Enough, why should you, a little ghost, worry about me?"

Shen Hua ungraciously continued to lie down.

She turned over: "Your second uncle..."

Cui Rong immediately became vigilant again.

"Why hasn’t he come to take you away yet."

Shen Hua, with a rare twinge of conscience, said softly: "Bullying a little ghost really isn’t interesting."

Cui Rong was still angry about Shen Hua pinching her cheek, and immediately held up her chin: "You’d better recognize it, my presence has blessed your residence. I am..."

Truly, give her a ladder and she’d climb right up.

"Little ghost." Shen Hua’s voice overpowered her.

"Since Ningzhu is not here, come crack some walnuts."

Cui Rong: ???

She hurried forward, chubby cheeks filled with disbelief.

"You’re commanding me?"

Shen Hua met her gaze, and without courtesy, reached out to pull on Cui Rong’s face, kneading it: "I’m also a bit thirsty."

Cui Rong was pinched into a bun face, furiously fuming: "My second uncle won’t let you off!"

Shen Hua: "I’m so scared."

The festive meal was typically prepared very early. After Shen Hua quenched her thirst, as she wished. She then went to watch Yicui set off firecrackers.

Crackling and popping loudly.

Shen Hua covered her ears, then returned to the dining table.

Being short, Cui Rong was lifted onto the stool by Yicui.

"I want to eat ribs."

Shen Hua used serving chopsticks to pick a piece for her.

But Cui Rong was not satisfied; without even tasting a bite, she was domineering.

"I want all of that plate."

Shen Hua laughed.

In the face of Cui Rong’s entitled gaze, she picked up that plate of ribs and transferred all of them into her own bowl.

"Little ghost. What else would you like to eat?"

Cui Rong experienced more indignation today than in the past five years combined.

Shen Hua: "Do you like greens?"

"...No."

Shen Hua filled her bowl with them: "Then you should eat more of it."

Afterward, she asked gently: "Still causing trouble?"

How could she not deal with a little ghost?

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