My Lady Always Lacks Ambition-Chapter 1045 - 1016: The Child Never Left

Upon hearing this, Ms. Wen couldn’t withstand the shock and fainted directly. Mo Wenpei supported her and looked at Qin Liuxi, his face showing slight anger.

Qin Liuxi slightly tilted her head and glanced at Teng Zhao, then leisurely picked up her tea and took a sip.

Teng Zhao took out a bottle of medicinal oil and let Ms. Wen smell it under her nose. She quickly woke up, looked around in confusion, and suddenly sat up straight, staring at Qin Liuxi.

"What did you just say? That my child did not die in the womb but was killed by my own hands?"

Qin Liuxi put down the teacup and said, "He could have been born safely at full term if you hadn’t drunk that bowl of medicine."

Ms. Wen whimpered, clutching her aching chest, and gasped heavily, saying, "Impossible, that’s impossible. The doctor had already diagnosed it; the fetus had stopped, was already dead in the womb, and I..."

Mo Wenpei pressed her shoulder and asked Qin Liuxi in a deep voice, "What basis do you have for this, temple master? You haven’t even checked her pulse or known the situation back then, so how can you speak so casually?"

Qin Liuxi said, "I indeed did not participate in the diagnosis back then, but there was an informant."

The two were stunned. For the informant, who was it referring to?

Qin Liuxi looked at them and said, "In the past few years, since the miscarriage, you’ve never conceived again, not because of physical issues, but because the child you aborted doesn’t want to leave. He refuses to leave, cannot reincarnate, and naturally won’t let another child be born here."

Mo Wenpei and Ms. Wen heard this, and a layer of goosebumps covered their bodies.

Was this what they thought it meant?

"Are you saying my child didn’t leave?" Ms. Wen felt like her throat was blocked, her heart squeezed by an invisible hand, her breathing labored.

Mo Wenpei instinctively looked around the room, feeling on edge.

Qin Liuxi looked at her chest, where the ghost baby clung as if sucking something, causing Ms. Wen’s face to turn blue.

"This room is cold; don’t you think it’s just because the weather is chill? Even in midsummer, don’t you feel cold in your hands and feet, and have a chill over your body?"

Her gaze was too eerie, causing Ms. Wen to instinctively lower her head along with it. That kind of ignorant fear surged like a tide from all directions, wanting to drown her.

"The chill you feel is because the child has been with you, never leaving. Zhaozhao, the Eye-opening Talisman."

Teng Zhao took out a stack of talismans, flipped through them, found an eye-opening talisman, chanted a spell, and then set it ablaze, gently reminding, "The child is on you."

The two felt a sudden stabbing pain in their eyes. Opening them again, due to Teng Zhao’s reminder, they instinctively looked at Ms. Wen’s chest, and upon viewing, they screamed simultaneously.

Ahhh.

Ms. Wen instinctively went to pull away the baby clinging to her chest, but as soon as she touched him, her hand penetrated directly through the child. Her hand stiffened, and she stared dumbfounded at the child, tears rolling down unceasingly.

The little ghost also looked up at Ms. Wen, seemingly dissatisfied with their screams, his mouth turned sideways, and he began to whimper.

An infant’s cries typically resemble a cat’s, becoming especially piercing when shrill, not to mention this was a ghost baby; the piercing ghostly cry sent shivers and tinnitus through everyone.

Ms. Wen grew anxious, her hands forming a circle around him, comforting, "Don’t cry, don’t cry."

Mo Wenpei collapsed onto the ground, his face ghostly pale, eyes fearful, staring at the ghost baby — is this his legitimate son?

Perhaps due to Ms. Wen’s comforting, the ghost baby stopped crying and instead chuckled, began to crawl around Ms. Wen, his mouth opening and closing.

"What is he saying?" Ms. Wen looked at Qin Liuxi.

"Mommy, play with me."

Ms. Wen’s tears rolled down again like broken beads, saying, "Why is this happening? Although the child fell, I buried him properly, even if he couldn’t be buried in the ancestral grave, I found a place with clear mountains and waters, and held a ritual, why hasn’t he left?"

Mo Wenpei also held back the fear in his heart, stood up, and asked, "He wasn’t full-term; how could he be like a full-term child, like a ghost child?"

"Though not full-term, he was formed, and he’d been in the mother’s body for almost seven months. If treated by a doctor with good medical skills, even if he fell, with careful nurturing, he might not have died." Qin Liuxi said, "I mentioned before, he was formed and could have survived; it was you who terminated his life force."

"But evidently..."

Qin Liuxi looked at him and said, "To put it nicely, the doctor was unskilled; to put it harshly, it was a setup. Either way, you’ll have to investigate it yourselves. Ultimately, this child could have lived; it was forcibly aborted by you."

Ms. Wen’s mind went blank.

"Being killed by his parents, he naturally harbors resentment, but that’s not enough to linger, remaining with his mother unable to leave, it only means he couldn’t leave."

Mo Wenpei was startled: "What does this mean?"

Qin Liuxi said, "When a person dies, their soul descends to the Yellow Spring, usually, unless harboring immense grievances, they will linger in the mortal world and not reincarnate. However, there’s a method that prevents reincarnation. If someone uses talismans and such to trap his soul, he naturally cannot reincarnate, soul suppression is also soul suppression, he has nowhere to go but to stay with his birth mother, and his presence blocks others from reincarnating, thus you’ve been barren for years. Moreover, the one who trapped him was you, the mother; it amounts to you keeping the child bound to you."

Ms. Wen cried out loudly: "That’s impossible, I didn’t, how could I trap him from reincarnating, he’s my son!"

"If not intentional, then accidental. Reflect carefully on what was done at his burial. Whatever the master of the ritual asked you to do counts."

"I..." Ms. Wen was about to speak, but her face suddenly paled, turning inch by inch into a ghostly white, devoid of blood, saying, "Yes, there is."

Mo Wenpei was shocked: "What?"

Ms. Wen said blankly, "When the small coffin was sealed, the Daoist gave me a talisman, said it was a Rebirth Talisman, placed on the coffin to ensure Bao’er reincarnates better, you know it."

Mo Wenpei recalled it too; there was such an occurrence. How did that person say it? If the mother applied the talisman herself, it would be more effective, and the child wouldn’t linger stressing about the mother.

"And they nailed it." He recalled one more thing.

Ms. Wen said, "But this can’t be false; the Daoist was recommended by my mother’s family. My mother wouldn’t harm us."

"What if she was deceived too?" Qin Liuxi said coldly, "Send someone to uncover the small coffin, but protect those things."

As she spoke, she handed Teng Zhao a piece of vermillion yellow paper, drew a talisman, folded it, and handed it to him, then said to Mo Wenpei, "You should personally go on this journey; grievances from the parents should be resolved. Zhaozhao, accompany them."

"Yes."