TGCFNM -Chapter 413 You’re the Only Ghost Left

Chu Ling wore a mournful expression, pouting as she said, “Stop laughing—it’s scary.”

The new ghost closed its mouth but smiled, its eyes curving in a way that didn’t look so frightening anymore.

Chu Ling slowly stood up and looked at the ghost in front of her. “You’re not Wu Ting, but you’re part of the Wu family, right? Who are you? Is this your courtyard? Have you been wandering around the Wu household all this time?”

The new ghost seemed caught off guard, clamping its mouth shut, as if it had no intention of speaking.

Chu Ling felt a headache coming—if a ghost doesn’t cooperate, there’s not much you can get out of it.

Cui Xi whispered, “You died such a tragic death… don’t you want justice for yourself?”

The new ghost paused, then abruptly turned its head and, in a fluster, even tried to run away.

Chu Ling decided to speak plainly. “You’re already dead. What’s there to worry about? Even living people sometimes don’t dare seek justice for fear of trouble. You’re dead, and the Wu family is gone.”

The ghost’s steps faltered, then it slowly turned its head, staring in disbelief before suddenly leaping toward Chu Ling, startling her.

It gripped Chu Ling’s arm tightly and asked, “The Wu family… no one is alive?”

Chu Ling said firmly, “No one. You’re the only ghost left.”

The ghost sank weakly to its knees, eyes blankly scanning the surroundings. “Then… what was it all for? Why did I even die…?”

At that moment, someone was approaching from afar, carrying a lantern. Wan Sanjin called out as he walked, “Lord! Lord! Is that you calling? Did you find the gold?”

Chu Ling rolled her eyes at him—find gold? She found a ghost!

“I didn’t find gold. I found a ghost. Do you want to come see?”

Wan Sanjin froze, then grabbed Su He and Xiao Hua to leave. “Lord, you deal with your ghost yourself! We’ll go ahead first.”

Chu Ling couldn’t help but roll her eyes in exasperation—these people really have no sense of camaraderie at all!

“There’s nothing left in the household. Everything was taken; nothing remains. Only my own makeup chest was hidden away,” the ghost said softly, blood and tears streaming down her face. “I was forgotten by them.”

Chu Ling paused for a moment, then, realizing what she had heard, quickly crouched and grabbed the ghost’s arm. “You’re a woman… then why are you dressed like a man?”

“Because I died in place of Wu Ting as his twin sister. I am Wu Huan.”

Chu Ling was stunned for a long moment. As the lantern came closer, she suddenly helped Wu Huan to her feet and, looking at her seriously, quickly explained: “Someone asked me to investigate what happened back then. I need your help. In return, I’ll do something for you as well. Will you?”

Wu Huan stared at her in silence.

Chu Ling had already let go of her arms and picked up the lantern, pretending to look around casually.

After a long pause, Wu Huan said, “I will.”

She tugged lightly on Chu Ling’s sleeve and walked toward the small kitchen in the courtyard. “This courtyard belonged to Wu Ting, so no one would have disturbed it. I hid my makeup chest here. Can you help me dig it out?”

Chu Ling followed Wu Huan inside the small kitchen, dug up the makeup chest where she indicated, and carried it out.

Wan Sanjin cautiously peeked his head out, looking around. “I told you, Lord was lying.”

Chu Ling walked out at that moment. Seeing Wan Sanjin looking anxious, she deliberately leaned close and said, “See? The makeup chest… a ghost told me about it, and she’s right here!”

Wan Sanjin immediately looked around nervously. “Su He, quick… a ghost!”

Su He took a deep breath and looked up at the sky, speechless.

Xiao Hua looked at Chu Ling and said, “Sir, we didn’t find anything, and neither did my brother, so we came out first.”

Wan Sanjin gradually pulled himself out of his fear and immediately added, “This room really is spotless. Nothing’s left behind. I don’t know if the thieves took everything, but for you to still find something, sir, that’s impressive.”

Chu Ling glanced at the makeup box in her hands, thinking that perhaps the evidence was inside. She carefully held it and said, “Let’s head back to the mansion first.”

Once they returned to the Wan residence, she would question Wu Huan in detail to find out exactly what had happened.

After the others got out, they immediately climbed into the carriage.

Zhang Dong patted Zhuifeng and urged it to speed toward the Wan residence.

Along the way, Wu Huan kept staring at her makeup box. Chu Ling placed it beside her seat, gently resting a hand on it, allowing Wu Huan to also softly touch it through Chu Ling, her eyes full of nostalgia.

Chu Ling tilted her head to glance at Wu Huan, recalling the information Uncle Hong had shared: in the Wu family’s younger generation, there was only one heir, Wu Ting. Then what was Wu Huan’s story?

Why did the Wu family hide the existence of one person?

And why did they let Wu Huan die in place of Wu Ting?

Perhaps the real Wu Ting was still alive, having changed his name and left the capital?

Chu Ling couldn’t help frowning and let out a sigh.

After Wan Sanjin gradually relaxed, he looked at Chu Ling and said, “Sir, it’s normal not to find anything; after all, this happened eight years ago.”

Chu Ling responded with a low hum. “The main thing is what secret is hidden in the stolen goods. Maybe only Wu Ting, who handled it, knows. We can’t exactly ask the Si family, can we?”

“And the pawnshop… we still don’t know who runs it, but it must be someone especially skilled, even more so than my elder brother…” Wan Sanjin frowned. He really couldn’t think of who that might be.

Chu Ling leaned against the carriage wall and exhaled deeply. The Wu family matter was strange from start to finish.

It was as if someone had been targeting them, step by step setting traps, deliberately working to destroy them.

“Did the Wu family have any enemies?” Chu Ling suddenly asked.

Wan Sanjin and the others shook their heads; they hadn’t found any.

Wu Huan hesitated for a moment, then softly replied, “Maybe… there was a very young young master. He was kind and even said he wanted to save me.”

“But unfortunately, I died.”

Chu Ling lowered her eyes slightly. A young master wanted to save Wu Huan… someone as clever as the sixteen-year-old Wan eldest son—they must be the same person.

A young master… how could he harbor such hatred toward the Wu family that he would destroy them?

This wasn’t in the original story. In fact, the Wu family was under Xiao Lengjue’s command, and when Xiao Lengjue ascended the throne, they would surely be among those rewarded.

Such a pity… gone so early.

Wu Huan seemed lost in memory, her gaze distant. “He said everyone in my family except me wasn’t a good person. He said he would help me leave the Wu family. All I had to do was switch places with my biological brother, and during the Si family’s birthday celebration, just steal one thing.”

Chu Ling instinctively clenched her fingers and looked up at Wan Sanjin. “I wonder what’s in the jade Guanyin.”

Wan Sanjin froze. “Yeah… who knows?”

Wu Huan spoke slowly, “The young master said that whatever is inside the jade Guanyin… it’s enough to kill the Wu family a hundred times.”

Chu Ling narrowed her eyes. Who exactly was this young master?