Fierce Consort

Chapter 5

The doors were shut from the outside and locked.

Because there was no light and the lamp held by the two grannies had also been taken away, the entire small worship hall plunged into darkness. The moon was out tonight but the hall had no windows. The doors were also tightly fitted, preventing even the slightest light from shining through.

Being left alone in the pitch black made Yan Yan want to pound at the doors and beg to be released, but her pride refused to let her do so.

As the footsteps outside gradually faded, the surroundings fell silent as well. It was as though the heavens and earth had grown still, leaving her by herself.

Yan Yan regretted her courage a little. She felt she should have made a fuss about not wanting to come here. She finally understood why this small worship hall made those in the Weiyuan Marquis Estate change their expressions when it was mentioned. It turned out that it wasn't merely a lack of good food, sleep and company. The moment night fell, it truly tested one's courage and character.

It was pitch black and she couldn't even see the fingers on her hand.

Yan Yan spaced out for a while and couldn't help all sorts of distant memories from springing up. They were all various ghost stories told by the maids and grannies.

At the time, Yan Yan hadn't been afraid because she had never been by herself before. When she heard those stories, she was surrounded by servants and the lights were brightly lit. She had forgotten about it after listening, but she now realized her memories were very clear. She kept feeling that there was a woman in white with long hair and covered face watching her from behind.....

She turned around suddenly but only saw darkness in front of her eyes. There was no female ghost. But after turning around, she felt as if someone was watching her from a different direction again.
Her hands trembled slightly and subconsciously reached for the whip still wrapped around her waist.
She felt a little comforted. She pulled her whip out and swung it in the direction of the presence. She swung her whip again and again based on her memory of the room's layout.....

After a long time, her whipping told her that there was no female ghost in here. Those ghost stories were all made up!

She grasped her whip as she sat down, hugged her knees and couldn't help but shed some tears.
All sorts of nonsense ran through her mind. She even wondered if her mom knew what the small worship hall was like. She probably didn't know it was so terrifying. She still cherished her quite a bit, and if she knew she definitely wouldn't let her stay alone in such a place.

She then thought mockingly about the old woman's act of wanting to die. Her mom was so filial, and she had also been disrespectful to her elders. Of course her mom would use her to placate that old woman.
Actually it was also Yan Yan's first time witnessing the old madam use such a method. Normally she would at most use her identity to suppress others, or put on a sham. Only now did she realize there was still such a method.

It wasn't as if Yan Yan hadn't raised a commotion in the past. However, the outcome was the same every time, just like today. Either her mom would foolishly get manipulated into suppressing her, Concubine Pei would act pitiful and smooth things over, or the old madam would personally make a move.

Regardless, Yan Yan had never succeeded and could only get beaten down. Of course, the previous matters had all been trivial and didn't stab into Yan Yan's Achilles ' heel like this time.

Yan Yan thought that if she was in the Ningxiang Chamber at the moment, Mei Xiang and Mei Xue would definitely be taking proper care of her. She would lie in her soft blankets and chat with them before falling asleep peacefully. But instead she had to stay in this terrifying place, both cold and frightened....