Have You Written Your Will Today?
Chapter 98: This kind of overbearing little girl is consistently unreasonable.

Chapter 98: Chapter 98: This kind of overbearing little girl is consistently unreasonable.

Shen Hua once again went on the familiar path to chase after Cui Yun.

The study.

The man leaned languidly on the Imperial Concubine Chair, pretending to nap. His youthful features were exquisite, with a clearly defined jawline, and an extraordinary bearing that set him apart.

Xue Tuan lay on him, and the man’s slender, jade-like hand occasionally stroked its fluffy fur. Xue Tuan purred contentedly in its lazy comfort.

Shen Hua drifted inside.

She aimlessly wandered around the study before finally finding a historical novel tucked away in a corner of the bookshelf.

Many had tried to snatch up this historical novel, and Shen Hua had not acquired it even with a generous offer. Needless to say, it was a pleasant surprise to find it here.

Shen Hua leaned over and carefully pulled the book out. She opened the first page and began to read, conscientiously taking in each word.

Cui Yun was deep in thought, still bothered by the teacup that had crashed to the floor not long ago. Now, the rustling sound from the front right caught his attention.

His hearing was exceptional and infallible, and besides him and Xue Tuan, there were no other living creatures in the room.

’Whoosh’ was the sound of pages being turned. Shen Hua read quickly.

Cui Yun’s hand, which had been petting Xue Tuan, paused momentarily.

’Whoosh whoosh’ followed by the third page, then the fourth, with barely any time elapsed between them.

Shen Hua was engrossed in reading very attentively.

The man on the rocking chair had opened his eyes at some point, his hawk-like gaze filled with coldness as he scrutinized the source of the noise.

He saw a book lying on the floor, turning pages at an eerie pace.

And there was not a breath of wind in sight.

’Creak,’ a piercing sound. It was the noise of the chair dragging on the floor.

Shen Hua had just turned around when she saw Cui Yun approaching. He walked right through Shen Hua’s transparent body and enveloped her.

The scent of medicine at the tip of his nose was intense. It was something he had smelled not long ago. A cruel curve formed on Cui Yun’s lips.

He did not believe in ghosts nor gods, but had once been tripped up by witchcraft.

He had grown to hate it intensely.

Shen Hua had never been so close to a man before, and luckily for her, she had no physical form; otherwise, a slight turn of her head would have touched Cui Yun’s lips.

She hastily pulled away from Cui Yun, then rubbed her ears in a somewhat awkward gesture.

"What is the meaning of getting so close all of a sudden!"

"Rogue."

The medicinal scent in the air faded slightly.

Cui Yun’s expression remained unchanged, his well-defined hands picked up the historical novel and tossed it onto the nearby coffee table, as if his only purpose in coming here was to pick up the book from the floor.

He squeezed Xue Tuan’s paw and was about to sit back on the rocking chair when he paused, turned around, and casually flipped the book to around page forty. Only then did he stride away.

Shen Hua complained, "Flipping through without reading!"

"What’s wrong with you."

She didn’t pay attention to Cui Yun’s reaction, and therefore, was unaware of the tension in his frame.

When Cui Yun sat back down on the rocking chair, his gaze lingered on that historical novel.

After an indeterminate amount of time, the historical novel began flipping through its pages on its own again, whoosh whoosh, one after another until it settled back on the fourth page.

Cui Yun suddenly stood up. Xue Tuan in his arms was startled, inadvertently letting out a satisfied meow.

Shen Hua glared over.

"You scared me."

As to whether or not that would scare Cui Yun.

Shen Hua... didn’t care.

She was always a brash little girl who never reasoned.

"Master," Ji Qing entered.

"Young Madam has already returned to her room to rest. I have instructed the kitchen to prepare Calming Tea."

His actions were always very proper.

Cui Yun’s expression was dark and cold.

He swallowed.

"Hmm."

Then, Shen Hua heard Cui Yun instruct.

"Take the book on the coffee table and burn it."

Shen Hua: ??

She hadn’t finished reading it yet!

"Do not burn it."

Ji Qing: "Yes."

"I said do not burn it."

Shen Hua could only watch helplessly as Ji Qing took the order, respectfully picked up the historical novel, and quickly left the room.

Shen Hua pursed her lips.

She stomped her feet and hurried to catch up.

Cui Yun’s pupils were like a dense ink, within which deep exhaustion and a slow emergence of thin sorrow surfaced.

He closed his eyes slowly, but all he could hear were screams and tearing sobs, turning into fierce flames that seemed ready to engulf him at any moment.

——Cui Yun, you must not act rashly.

——Uprightness can never compare to the petty survivals in darkness; do you see, all these people died because of you.

The veins on the man’s hands bulged. The memories made him struggle in agony.

On this side, Shen Hua’s face was stern as she followed Ji Qing.

Ji Qing came to a corner of the courtyard. He squatted down and took the fire stick to light it.

Shen Hua puffed her cheeks and blew toward it.

It extinguished.

Ji Qing continued to light the fire stick.

’Huff’

It extinguished.

Ji Qing was baffled. He persistently relit the fire stick again.

Still... it extinguished.

Ji Qing scratched his head: "Strange, why does a wind come up every time I light the fire?"

Shen Hua imitated his posture and also squatted down, while proposing a deal: "I’ll let you go, if you let the book go, deal?"

Ji Qing kept lighting it, nonbeliever that he was, and Shen Hua could only continue blowing. The cycle repeated and Ji Qing’s complexion grew increasingly ugly.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Ji Xin ran over.

"Master asked me to burn the books, but this fire stick keeps going out for no reason."

Ji Xin also tried several times, to no avail: "This is absurd, broad daylight and yet we’re seeing ghosts."

With that, a flash crossed Ji Xin’s eyes. She grabbed Ji Qing’s wrist abruptly.

"Brother! There must be something fishy about this."

"I suspect this must be a trial by Master for you."

Master has the elusive Shadow Guards by his side! Extinguishing fire sticks is hardly difficult for them.

"Perhaps, Master wishes to use this minor matter to test your loyalty to him, brother."

Shen Hua: ??

Ji Qing half believed and half doubted: "Is that so?"

Shen Hua, not in a good mood, retorted: "What do you think!"

Ji Qing grew serious, and pulled out seven or eight fire sticks from his waist.

"Of course, I am loyal!"

Are you sick in the head!

Shen Hua’s cheeks began to ache. And at this moment, she heard an urgent call wafting from afar, laced with sobs.

This... was Yicui’s voice.

She turned around. Behind her was a thick fog.

Meanwhile, on the bed in the pear garden, Shen Hua suddenly opened her eyes.

"Madam." Yicui was not without panic.

All that met her eyes were the most familiar scenes; the bell on the canopy was especially brought over by Shen Hua from Fengzhou.

"You scared the life out of this servant."

Madam’s breathing was weak, as if her breath could stop at any moment, calling wouldn’t wake her.

Cheng Gui had already gone to fetch the Medical Staff.

After returning to her body, Shen Hua’s heart thumped wildly, and she frowned uncomfortably: "Why am I so feeble."

Shen Hua was puzzled. She had never experienced spiritual possession in her previous life, yet now it happened so frequently.

Was it the medicinal bath or a change in medicinal prescription?

She hid the complexity in her expression. Raising her hand, she wiped away the tears in Yicui’s eyes.

"It will be you and Nanny Cheng taking care of my afterlife arrangements, and surely you know how much I loathe all that wailing."

If there was anything in this world Shen Hua couldn’t leave with peace of mind, it was only Yicui.

She smiled: "I am well and alive now, and I wouldn’t die before seeing you married off."

"This servant will not marry." Yicui’s biggest fear was Shen Hua talking about such inauspicious matters.

Shen Hua’s hand pressed on her chest, twisting the fabric of her gown. Waiting for the discomfort to subside, she eased the force she was biting her lip with.

She had already applied lipstick, and now her lips appeared even more delicate and glistening with moisture. She scolded Yicui with a glance but mentioned it no more.

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