Wen Wan's face immediately paled. Her body was trembling and she looked like she was about to start crying.
Ji Man looked up at the ceiling. The sound was coming right on the roof tiles and was exceptionally clear.
"Gancao and Dengxin, take a lamp and come outside with me."
The two servant girls had been startled awake and were currently trembling on the ground. Hearing their master's words, they almost fell over. "Master, you want to go outside? But that thing is on the top of the roof."
"Since we know it's on the top of the roof, I want to go outside so we can see who's behind these tricks."
Ji Man jumped down from the bed and looked at Muxu as she said, "Stay here and keep Mistress Wan company."
After Ji Man put on her outer robe, she thought; if there really was a ghost, who would be more powerful? Nie Sangyu or the baby ghost?
As they stepped outside and looked towards the roof, the sound retreated.
Gancao and Dengxin were both trembling and were staying as close to Nie Sangyu as possible.
The sound of the baby crying paused, then it started again.
Ji Man listened for a while, then she said, "It doesn't sound as frightfully eerie as rumored, ah. It sounds like an ordinary baby crying. Did someone just put a baby on the top of my roof?"
Gancao tugged on Nie Sangyu's sleeve and said, "Master... Let's go inside first and talk."
That stinky monk had even said Feiwan Courtyard was the purest place in the marquis's residence and evil sprits wouldn't appear here. Either the monk was lying or someone had deliberately come here to scare Wen Wan.
Really, Wen Wan's baby was already gone. Was there any need in continuing to scare her? Ji Man curled her lips and let herself be pushed back into the room by the two servant girls.
For an unknown reason, Wen Wan was sleeping in the bed when they came inside.
Ji Man thought this was strange. She glanced at the nearby Muxu asked, "Did she faint because she was too scared?"
Muxu was curled up on the ground in her quilt. She nodded. "Seems likes it."
Wen Wan's courage was really too small. If she kept get frightened like this, she might even develop schizophrenia. Since the haunting was fake, then who had such bitter animosity towards Wen Wan? The only person that should feel this level of resentment towards her was Mu Shuiqing, but Mu Shuiqing didn't seem like a person that would be capable of this.
The sound of the baby crying abruptly ended. Ji Man yawned. She increasingly felt that this was just a malicious practical joke. She was sure that assigning servants to guard the roof tomorrow night would be enough to put an end to the mysterious crying.
It was time to sleep. Ji Man lied back down on the bed. Looking at Wen Wan's deathly pale face, she thought; as expected, female leads would always be tormented.
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Early next morning, before Wen Wan had woken up, Ji Man had already finished making herself presentable. She went to go look for Marquis Moyu.
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"You think someone is deliberately trying to scare Wan-er?" Ning Yuxuan looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "Who do you think it is?"
Ji Man lightly smiled. "My lord, if you ask this servant this question, who will this servant ask? Anyways, Wan-er isn't courageous to begin with. If my lord is by her side, then at least she won't continue to be so scared. Last night, she even fainted out of fear. My lord, if you truly care about her, shouldn't you keep Wan-er by your side?"
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