CHAPTER 87: CHAPTER 86: SHATTERED TRUTHS

"You used sinister means to extract the Princess Consort’s soul from her body, stuffed it into your corpse, and then removed the tongue, which caused her soul to be damaged and her tongue gone. After that, you had a Daoist who practices dark arts insert your soul into the Princess Consort’s corpse."

Yu Nianzhao coldly said, "The reason for setting up the Soul-locking Array is because your body originally doesn’t belong to you. That Daoist must have told you that if the Princess Consort’s soul truly dissipates, this body will decay along with it. After all, you are just a vengeful spirit inhabiting her body, and his Daoist skills are limited. The Princess Consort’s soul is also deeply resentful, leaving you to suppress her soul here, and the price you pay is to be vegetarian and recite Buddhist scriptures year-round, and most of the time, you can’t leave the royal mansion."

Princess An Nan... no, the real Shen Yuelin’s face turned pale. She looked at Yu Nianzhao in shock, with panic evident in her eyes.

Yu Nianzhao’s words had obviously hit the mark.

"What? She isn’t the Princess Consort, but Shen Yuelin?" Ms Cui heard the oddity and her eyes almost popped out.

"How could this be..." Xie Jiarou’s body went limp, supported by Xie Yunzhe beside her, both siblings’ faces looked grim.

"No, you’re speaking nonsense. Prince, you must believe me, it must be Prince Su who is jealous of you and wants to frame me to disrupt the royal mansion!" Shen Yuelin panicked and tried to clutch Prince An Nan’s arm, but he moved away in fear.

"Prince..."

"Keep a distance when speaking!" Prince An Nan’s face was pale, his trust in Shen Yuelin waned. "As for truth or falsehood, I will judge for myself."

"Want to discern the truth? It’s simple, you can dig up the yard, Shen Yuelin’s corpse is buried below." Yu Nianzhao calmly launched a bombshell.

"Is this true?" Prince An Nan gritted his teeth and summoned the guards, "Dig! Dig for me!"

The guards acted swiftly, and soon enough, they indeed unearthed a skeleton from the yard.

"You should tell me, who is buried here?" Prince An Nan asked Shen Yuelin through gritted teeth.

Shen Yuelin opened her mouth and couldn’t manage a coherent answer.

"Why not let the true Princess Consort tell you?" Yu Nianzhao took out a red paper from the Buddha hall, casually cut it into shape, called over the female ghost, and burned it with the Karmic Fire before her.

The female ghost opened her mouth in astonishment and found her tongue returned within her soul, "Miss, I can talk now?"

"Yes, temporarily lending you a tongue, now speak the truth to them."

"Thank you, Miss."

The female ghost, the real Princess An Nan, cried tears of joy, looking at Xie Jiarou and Xie Yunzhe, she finally spoke, expressing her longing for them, "Yunzhe, Jiarou, I am your mother. It was Shen Yuelin who harmed me. In fact, I have always been with you. Whenever you visit the Buddha hall, I watched over you from the Guanyin statue. I wanted to tell you the truth, but I couldn’t speak. My children, I truly yearn to hold you in my arms!"

"Mother..." Xie Jiarou’s nose tinged with sourness, she instinctively whispered.

Shen Yuelin was furious, "Jiarou, I am your mother. Consider who has been by your side all these years."

Xie Jiarou bit her red lip, in agony, "Accompanying? I grew up with the nanny. Since childhood, I wondered why my mother was distant. Now I understand, you were never truly our mother."

"I am your real mother, you must believe me!"

"Enough, Shen Yuelin! All you wanted was the status and title of the Princess Consort. You don’t care for my children!" Princess An Nan resentfully said, "Did you think I truly cared for the title of Princess Consort? I already told you, Prince is surrounded by many women. I gave you a chance to show yourself to him, but he simply didn’t want you. You vented your grievances upon me, but I never expected after death you would become a vengeful ghost, forcing the Daoist to commit such blasphemous acts, you truly are venomous."

Princess An Nan lunged at Shen Yuelin, gripping her neck tightly, her deep resentment summoned chilling winds in the room.

Her obsession was profound, and the outside array was broken. Princess An Nan forcibly extracted Shen Yuelin’s ghost.

The moment the soul was pulled out, Shen Yuelin’s true face was laid bare.

Her features were delicate, yet due to Shen Yuelin’s harsh demeanor, a mere glance revealed her to be bitter and hard to get along with.

"It really is Shen Yuelin!" Ms Cui exclaimed, covering her mouth.

"Princess Consort Su’s words were all true." Prince An Nan was shocked, his body wavered, his face paler than ever. So, over the years, the woman he embraced was not his wife, but this shameless half-sister?

Moreover, he forced his wife’s soul to watch as he engaged with the half-sister?

No wonder she seemed ready to kill him when she burst in.

"Lan’er, I truly didn’t know." Prince An Nan was pained, but more so from the entanglement with the vengeful ghost.

Princess An Nan coldly scoffed, "We were married for so many years, yet you never suspected my sudden change and remained focused on that group of birds and beauties. Truly ironic."

Prince An Nan was ashamed and humiliated.

"Shen Yuelin, you caused me so much suffering! For the sake of a man, you ruined us sisters. Why?" Princess An Nan despised Shen Yuelin’s soul, tossing it aside, finding any contact filthy.

Shen Yuelin coldly laughed, "Of course, I wanted the Princess Consort’s status. Haven’t I paid the price? To suppress your vengeful spirit, I’ve been confined here, living in this royal mansion, barely recalling the outside world. Since you’re just a soul, why argue with me? You could have given it all to me."

Princess An Nan was amused in anger, "Your greed robbed my body, and you blame me? The title of Princess Consort, do you think I cherish it? I only desire my children."

"Ridiculous, you say you don’t want the title? Then why have the Daoist claim Xie Yunzhe possesses the Purple Qi Dragon fate? Don’t think I’m unaware! Something was definitely wrong with his fate, else why couldn’t the Daoist I summoned break it?"

Shen Yuelin pointed at Xie Yunzhe, "If not for his fate protecting your soul with purple qi, it’d be ground into dust. Did you really think you would have a day of triumph?"