Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

On the way to the inner quarters, Fu Yuan briefly recounted to Ren Fengjue what had happened an hour earlier.

He and his wife were enjoying themselves, having only been married for a month.

However, their relationship was not as intimate as that of many newlyweds.

Zui Huan was too proud. She was used to being fawned over and Fu Yuan was very attentive to her.

Now that she's married into the Fu family, she naturally feels that things will remain the same as before.

However, the inner quarters of a wealthy family are not like a brothel. When someone of her status entered, not only did the elders openly dislike her, but even the servants outwardly obeyed but inwardly defied her.

She had only been married for a month, but she had already suffered countless grievances. When she was angry, she could only vent all her anger on Fu Yuan.

At first, Fu Yuan was willing to coax him gently, but after a while, he inevitably began to feel impatient.

Zui Huan was extremely sensitive, and once she sensed Fu Yuan's neglect, she would become sarcastic and throw a tantrum.

Given this, how could Fu Yuan possibly continue to indulge her?

As a result, the couple had already had several minor arguments within just one month of getting married.

The real big argument happened just an hour earlier.

After getting up in the morning, Zuihuan criticized the maid who had combed his hair that day for not being clever enough.

The maid's name was Xiao Yao, and she was Fu Yuan's most favored maid.

Xiao Yao was on her side and naturally assumed that Fu Yuan would support her.

So, emboldened, she spoke up and retorted.

After hearing this, Zui Huan kicked her out of the room and sulked alone in the room.

After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly started smashing things and cursing Fu Yuan in the room.

The commotion was so great that it immediately alerted Madam Fu.

After finishing his breakfast, Fu Yuan wanted to go to his study for some peace and quiet.

Upon hearing the maid's report, he immediately felt another headache coming on.

After he ordered his servants to forcibly open the door, Zuihuan grabbed Xiaoyao and beat and scolded her.

Her behavior was like that of a shrew from the marketplace; she had none of the qualities a young mistress should have.

Amid the commotion, Fu Yuan had no choice but to step forward and stop her, slapping her across the face.

Despite being hit, Zui Huan covered her face, laughing smugly, and asked in a sinister tone, "Brother Fu, you went to so much trouble to marry the person you love, are you truly happy inside?"

At that moment, Fu Yuan was startled.

In his wife's eyes, he seemed to see another person—Wen Yu.

In the past, she always called him "Brother Fu" cautiously.

Fu Yuan felt a surge of emotion, but kept a serious face and asked, "What...did you call me?"

Zui Huan smiled and said, "He's calling me 'Brother Fu,' can't you tell?"

Fu Yuan shoved her away, somewhat flustered and at a loss, "Who...are you?"

Zui Huan's eyes were cold and indifferent, and her whole being exuded an indescribable eeriness. She retorted, "Brother Fu, you have a bad memory. How come you can't even recognize me?"

"..."

Fu Yuan felt a chill run down his spine.

Zui Huan gave another cold laugh, then began to survey the entire room again. Suddenly, he walked to the bedside and reached out to stroke the four-poster bed…

"A month ago, you married her and brought her to the Fu family. On your wedding night, this was your bridal chamber."

"I thought you two would live a harmonious and blissful life like any other loving couple in the world."

"They've only been married for less than a month, and they're already having problems with each other?"

"Brother Fu, do you regret it? Marrying such a woman and entering your Fu family, is this what you wanted?"

These words terrified the maids and servants at the door, their faces filled with fear.

Even Madam Fu was stunned and stood there in shock.

It was at this time that Ren Fengjue and Yu Lang suddenly arrived, wanting to pay a visit to the eldest son of the Fu family…

After listening to Fu Yuan's description of what had happened, Yu Shaoqing immediately assured Lord Ren, "It sounds like the spirit of Miss Wen has possessed him!"

Ren Fengjue understood and nodded slightly, but his mind was still preoccupied with where Xia Ximo might be at this moment.

At this moment, Fu Yuan led the two to the gate of a courtyard in the inner residence.

The courtyard was filled with women, who all turned around at the same time upon hearing the noise.

They were slightly surprised to find the eldest son leading two men.

Fu Yuan didn't want his mother to worry about this, so he quickly stepped forward to explain a few words, then had the maid help the old lady back to her room for the time being, and cleared out all the irrelevant people.

The main door was tightly closed. Fu Yuan hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and pushed the door open.

Inside, a woman was sitting by the window with her back to everyone, slowly combing her hair that hung down in front of her.

Even knowing someone had entered the room, she didn't intend to turn around. Instead, she softly asked, "Brother Fu, I still have so much to tell you. Why are you leaving so suddenly?"

Fu Yuan was speechless for a moment, then turned to look at Ren Fengjue and Yu Lang.

Yu Lang knew he had to break the deadlock himself.

Although the memory of his dream still lingered in his heart, he mustered his courage and stepped forward to call out, "Miss Wen."

Hearing the voice, the woman by the window slowly turned her head and asked with a smile, "I didn't expect that Young Master Yu would actually be able to find this place."

She, however, seemed to have "forgave him," even teasing him with a question: "Have you come to your senses? Planning to become my partners in the underworld?"

Yu Lang: "..."

There's no need to guess now; it's completely certain that Zuihuan has been possessed by Wenyu.

Fu Yuan, however, seemed somewhat bewildered.

He seemed puzzled as to why Wen Yu would say such a thing to Yu Lang…

Ren Fengjue, holding the Soul-Crossing Lamp, took a steady step forward and asked "Wen Yu," who was possessing Zui Huan's body, "Miss Wen, humans and ghosts are different. You yourself said that you have no more attachments in the mortal world, so why are you causing trouble for Young Master Fu?"

Wen Yu could sense the pure Yang energy emanating from him, and felt somewhat fearful.

She dropped her teasing tone and retorted coldly, "Are you going to meddle in other people's business too?"

Ren Fengjue quickly said, "You just want to know if Young Master Fu will regret marrying Zuihuan from the Forget-Worry Restaurant..."

"And will their marriage truly be happy and fulfilling?"

"But now that you've seen it all, are you still unable to let it go?"

Wen Yu paused, then glanced at Fu Yuan, her eyes suddenly turning cold: "Then you're wrong. I'm not just here to watch the joke."

"I want your life!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Yuan was so frightened that he involuntarily took a large step back.

Ren Fengjue said, "Miss Wen is an intelligent woman. Perhaps she was stubborn in her life, but now that you are no longer involved, you should see things more clearly than anyone else. If that's the case, why continue to make the same mistake?"

Unexpectedly, "Wen Yu" gave another cold laugh, his resentment overflowing from within.

Her voice was laced with venom as she said to Fu Yuan, "I've given so much for you, yet you treat me like this. If we can't be husband and wife in life, then death makes no difference..."