54 Chapter 54: Both Playing Games (1/2)

”My dear sister, I've come to see you.” A voice that belonged to that of a young maiden who genuinely cared for her sister sounded within the confines of the cold palace.

The voice was so wholesome, so pure, such that had it not been spoken within the confines of the deserted cold palace, many would have mistaken it for an innocent young maiden visiting her sister.

After speaking, Madam Lin remained silent. Her eyes continued to watch over the woman who was on the bed, as though searching for signs that she had woken up. Her gaze brightens up as she sees the woman has a slight twitch. Her lips slowly pull into a frown as soon as she sees that the woman had decided to pretend she is still unconscious.

Indeed Ye Yuying, or rather consort Ying as she had been known in her old glorious days had awoken upon hearing someone call out to her. But she remained with her eyes closed and wrapped in her tattered quilt in hopes the sound would go away.

The sound was exceedingly innocent and it sounded very familiar, but her first thoughts had gone to the innocent young women she had to plot against in order to keep the emperor's favor. Their cries in her dream, begging for their lives to be spare had continued to haunt her dreams. Their eyes filled with tears and brimming with hatred as blood flowed from their lips, as their hands with long red nails would reach towards her in hopes of dragging her to the depths of hell along with them.

It wasn't unusual that she would wake up from a horrible nightmare. But this night, the voice was so real, as though there was a female ghost right beside her. Could it be that the ghosts were no longer living in her nightmares, but had truly become part of the real world? In that case, they may very well be cable of dragging her down with them.

She could not blame them for wanting to exact revenge on her. She only regretted that she could not see Xian'er for the last time.

Seeing Ye Yuying still curled up in the quilt, Madam Lin tried again this time poking the back of the thin quilt.

”Sister, get up.” She called out. This time, she called a little louder.

The woman's eyes opened as she was shocked. The touch held a bit of warmth that no one would expect from a sprit. After concluding that the other party was s living human being, there was no need to fear. After the person called out to her, she was certain the other party did not intend on claiming her life, after all an assassin would not announce their presence, instead, she would have already been dead with a blade pierced through her heart already.

Madam Lin watched as the woman roll towards her side. A hand reaches out from the quilt and grabs on to her wrist. The woman's pale face smiles, the gaze in her eyes is unfocused as though something was off about her. Added on to her disheveled hair, she looked more like a madwoman.