The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 59: No Interference with Ye Siheng’s Fate

Chapter 59: No Interference with Ye Siheng’s Fate

After leaving the capital, the paper crane continued northward in flight.

Finally, it came to a halt in front of a mansion.

The gates stood wide open, yet there was no sign of anyone inside.

Nanli dismounted and ventured in, enveloped in an eerie aura that shielded her from the scorching summer heat.

As she stepped further into the mansion, the candles and lanterns scattered throughout illuminated.

The main door swung open, revealing a scene within.

Thick carpets adorned the floor, and several incense burners emitted a gentle fragrance from the corners.

Approaching, Nanli felt the chilling aura disappearing.

A woman knelt on a cushioned mat, dressed in an ancient brocade gown.

A tassel-adorned golden hairpin was askew in her hair, while her face remained veiled by a delicate gauze. However, her captivating foxy eyes hinted at her mesmerizing beauty.

She tilted her head slightly, a hint of coldness in her gaze. "Miss Chu is more formidable than I imagined, arriving so swiftly."

With those words, she lowered her gaze back to the chessboard before her.

Nalni glanced at it briefly before taking a seat opposite the enchanting woman, showing no hesitation or courtesy.

"I rushed here without having dinner, and now I’m famished. So, tell me, what do you have in mind?" Nanli spoke without reservation.

The woman furrowed her brows slightly, clearly displeased with Nanli’s brashness.

"I know you have been controlling the malevolent energy in Ye Siheng’s legs. If you wish to retrieve Xie Beihan’s soul, swear before me that you will no longer aid him in controlling such energy."

Nanli raised an eyebrow, her gaze fixed on the beautiful woman.

"And if I refuse?"

A sly smile curved the woman’s foxy eyes. "Then Xie Beihan will be left to die, naturally."

Nanli inquired, "Are you also from the State of Qi?"

"Who I am is of no concern to you," the woman replied, her smile fading.

"Ye Siheng has his own fate, and I hope you don’t interfere."

At this moment, Nanli was certain that this woman was an enemy.

Ye Siheng’s destiny had long been tampered with, so there was no question of refraining from interference.

"He has already altered his own fate. My appearance to assist him is also part of his destiny, not interference."

The woman sneered, her voice both melodious and ruthless. "He has faced countless life-threatening situations, and it was you who saved him each time. How can that not be considered interference? I see potential in you, which is why I offer you a way out. If you refuse, don’t blame me for being heartless."

Her voice was alluring, but her words carried a chilling edge.

Nanli simply chuckled dismissively. "You want to kill me? Let’s see if you’re capable."

The woman must have been aware of Ye Siheng’s fate alteration, making her a valuable captive for interrogation.

However, she had come alone, and the atmosphere here was sinister.

Tonight, there would likely be no opportunity for that.

"Youthful arrogance knows no humility," the woman remarked before overturning the chessboard.

The chess pieces, once vengeful spirits, detached from the board and surged towards Nanli with a menacing force.

Thinking Nanli would be caught off guard at such close proximity, the woman was surprised when Nanli raised two fingers, effortlessly repelling the strands of malevolent spirits.

The wind stirred, lifting the garments and tresses of the two figures.

A whistle escaped the woman’s lips, further enraging the vengeful spirits.

Resentments swept through the entire room, leaving chaos in their wake as objects were scattered upon the floor.

Nanli formed intricate hand seals, accompanying them with a resolute exorcism chant.

Golden radiance scattered in all directions, inflicting heavy blows upon the malevolent spirits.

Surprise flickered in the woman’s eyes, for she had not anticipated Nanli’s formidable power.

In the next moment, Nanli had already darted towards the woman, aiming to seize her by the throat.

However, the remaining spirits intervened, obstructing her path.

Nanli hesitated briefly, granting the woman an opportunity to swiftly retreat from the main hall.

Gasping for breath, the woman spoke coldly, "It seems you have no intention of saving Xie Beihan."

"Who said that?" Nanli turned her body, revealing a golden hairpin she was toying with in her hand.

The woman’s gaze shifted, her hand instinctively reaching for her own hairpin, only to find her hair unadorned.

Nanli had acted so swiftly that she hadn’t even noticed when the hairpin had been plucked from her head.

Indeed, it contained the imprisoned soul of Xie Beihan.

The woman dared not underestimate Nanli any longer, for her ability to discern the whereabouts of Xie Beihan’s soul indicated a strength not to be trifled with.

Another whistle resounded, summoning the hidden spirits scattered throughout the estate.

Like a tornado, they surged towards Nanli.

Unfazed, Nanli retrieved the Tianxing Brush from her pouch and swiftly drew a talisman in the air.

With a resounding thud, the talisman formed a barrier, halting the onslaught of countless spirits. With a flick of her brush, the talisman encircled the spirits, trapping them within.

The spirits thrashed about, unable to break free from the talisman’s hold, a testament to Nanli’s formidable power.

Panic finally overcame the woman, with obvious desperation. She unleashed an unknown object, a glint of cold light aiding the spirits in breaking through the talisman.

Once again, a fierce gust of wind swept through, carrying the woman away with the spirits, dissipating the chilling aura that had enveloped the estate.

Nanli furrowed her brows, realizing that these spirits were flying at an astonishing speed, making it impossible for her to catch up even on horseback.

However, amidst the cold glimmer from earlier, Nanli had sensed the presence of the Spirit Pearl.

The realization sent a shiver down her spine.

She hadn’t expected her own Spirit Pearl to be used for such sinister purposes.

Due to the influence of malevolent energy, the Spirit Pearl no longer recognized her as its master.

This journey had not been in vain, as Nanli had finally obtained a clue about the Spirit Pearl and retrieved Xie Beihan’s soul.

Yet, she couldn’t fathom the deep-seated enmity between the woman and Ye Siheng.

Returning to the capital on horseback, Nanli found herself famished. She first indulged in a bowl of cloud-shaped dumplings before leisurely making her way to the residence of the Marquis of Zhenbei.

However, at this moment, Lady He, the wife of Zhenbei Marquis been "invited" back.

In the main hall, Madam He sat on the ground, her attire and disheveled hair reflecting her agitation. She glared fiercely at the Marquis of Zhenbei, her voice filled with venom, "Yes, I took Xie Beihan’s hair and employed witchcraft with his birth date!"

The Marquis of Zhenbei seethed with anger, his face turning pale as he struggled to catch his breath, forced to sit on the grand chair to regain composure.

Ye Chengyan furrowed his brows and spoke, "Aunt, my cousin’s death has nothing to do with my brother. Why must you hold such resentment?"

This was his uncle’s only son.

"How is it unrelated to Xie Beihan?" her gaze remained fierce as she gritted her teeth.

"He was incompetent, occupying the position of the Prince, causing my son to grow discontented and fall under someone’s influence! If only he had been more diligent or relinquished the position of Prince earlier, my son would not have suffered so!"

A month ago, a noblewoman had approached her, and she had used that as an excuse to visit Yuqing Temple for purification.

Today was the day she had been waiting for.

Witchcraft required not only strands of hair and birth date but also the specific time to take effect.

"Before his death, my son was filled with remorse. Why... why do you still hold a grudge?" The Marquis of Zhenbei sighed.

Lady He raised her head and sneered, "No, only when Xie Beihan dies can my son find peace. My son never offended Princess Huiping. It was all caused by Xie Beihan, who brought calamity upon my son. How unfortunate my son’s life has been..."

As she spoke, tears of sorrow streamed down her face.