In the afternoon, Second Madam Xie returned.
Her face was stricken with panic as she rushed straight to Xie Yuanjiu's room.
"Jiu Jiu, something terrible has happened." She ignored the fact that her daughter was practicing calligraphy and shook her by the shoulders.
Xie Yuanjiu irritably shook off her hands. "What is it now?"
'All I want is some peace and quiet,' she thought. 'Why is that so difficult?'
Second Madam Xie's lips trembled with fear. "Mother just went to see the Divine Woman to have our fortunes told, and the result was another ill omen."
"The Divine Woman said Cai Ying died unjustly and will become a Fierce Ghost, returning to ruin our peace."
At the mention of Cai Ying's name, Xie Yuanjiu's hand trembled, ruining the character she had just so carefully written.
Her face paled. She then looked up, displeased. "Mother! If the Divine Woman said it, then you should ask her to solve it. What's the point of telling me?"
