The commotion in front of the inner house gates caught everyone's attention. When they looked up and saw the man at the gate, they were all stunned, except for Lady Yan.

The landlady ran over joyfully and said, "Husband, you're... you're better now?"

Li Yuan nodded with a smile, feeling no need to bring his troubles home. Then he bent down to pick up Xiao Ping'an, saying, "You've grown so much!"

"Father..." the little boy called out shyly, somewhat afraid. He hadn't spent much time with Li Yuan, so naturally, he wasn't very familiar.

In the distance, the blind girl was happily waving her cane; she had spent quite some time with Li Yuan.

When the White Sparrow traveled far, Wu Ya would follow, and after being taught by Li Yuan, it would obediently fly back home, never causing trouble;

When Hai Dongqing perched on the ridge of the house, Wu Ya would queue up beside it. They bathed in the sun together at noon, cast neat shadows at dusk, and basked in the moonlight together at night...

Seeing Little Cotton Pajamas, warmth surged in Li Yuan's heart. He thought for a moment and, without favoring one over the other, put down Xiao Ping'an and stepped forward boldly, scooping up the blind girl to let her sit in the crook of his right arm.

He held the two children, one on each side.

Lady Yan and the landlady also walked up to him with smiles.

Xiaozhu hurriedly bowed, wanting to excuse herself. The reunion of the lord and his wives was no place for a maid like her.

Li Yuan said, "Keep setting them off; the weather is so nice today."

Only then did Xiaozhu respond, running a bit further away.

Xiaosheng and Niuniu, understanding the situation, followed along and ran off.

After a while, Xiao Ping'an shouted "wah wah," reaching his arms out to the landlady.

With no other choice, the landlady took him.

Meanwhile, Little Zhao stayed obediently on Li Yuan's arm, snuggling up to his cheek and giving him a big "mwah" kiss.

Li Yuan's heart melted.

"You're back?" Lady Yan covered her mouth, secretly smiling beside him, but her eyes held an indescribable depth. What she had experienced recently could drive even the strongest woman insane, all the more so since Lady Yan was just an ordinary woman, not even at Ninth Grade.

"Yes, I'm back." Li Yuan looked at her, worry flashing in his eyes.

They found a chance to send Little Zhao away and walked through the warm pond in the manor.

Lady Yan didn't hold back, recounting her experience of acquiring that paper money.

Seeing that Lady Yan was already involved, Li Yuan no longer kept things hidden. He told her everything about the Ghost Realm, ghost coins, Ghost Street, and some rules and his own speculations.

The two shared a silent look.

Lady Yan pondered, "These ghosts each have their own characteristics.

The Mass Grave Ghost Realm, to put it simply, is about letting the dead return for revenge, a never-ending cycle of grievances...

While the Woodworker's Ghost Realm stems from loneliness and suffering. The carpenter named Shen Jiliang never married while he was alive, so he carved puppets to keep him company. Later, he slowly became paralyzed due to a strange illness and subsequently died, so he carved puppets.

Anyone who enters the Carpenter's Shop, he wants to keep them.

But he knows those people won't stay, so he carves them into puppets and places them on the shelf to accompany him."

Li Yuan said, "But that is no longer Shen Jiliang; rather, it's his obsession being forcibly expanded and solidified by some force of nature, thus forming rules and a killing method."

Lady Yan sighed softly.

The two strolled for a while, and then Lady Yan said quietly, "I owe Feng'Er..."

"You don't owe her anything.

It's just that too many people failed her.

And you... are the person she loves the most in a world she hates the most."

"The person she loves the most in a world she hates the most?"

Lady Yan murmured, repeating it.

By this point, both of them understood that while the origin of ghosts is elusive, their nature is often driven by some deep-seated obsession.

And the ghost in the Black Market Ghost Realm is the embodiment of Feng'Er's obsession.

What is this obsession?

Not harming those with the surname Yan...

Giving ghost coins to Yan Yu...

Silently staying by Yan Yu's side...

It's already possible to guess.

"She must have wanted to see me at the end, but we didn't meet.

My feelings towards her and hers towards me are not equal."

Lady Yan sighed softly. Her eyes even reddened slightly, tears glistening, "I really don't know what she went through in her last moments.

I would rather this ghost be her than just her obsession..."

Li Yuan stopped walking, and Yan Yu stopped along with him.

Li Yuan held his lady in his arms, the night wind caressing their faces. After a long silence, Lady Yan said softly, "I will understand her patterns, and then..."

She didn't finish her sentence.

Li Yuan didn't know what she wanted to say either.

Yet the little thoughts of a woman, he didn't have to pursue or dig deeper.

However, he could never have guessed what Lady Yan wanted to say: Then, create a world she loves, a world where our family, where everyone can live happily.

Why didn't she say it out loud?

Because it was too arrogant, too unrealistic.

Because her husband would certainly stop her, gradually persuading her, she might just give up, release this aspiration.

But the seed was already planted.

Planted in the heart, nurtured with tears and regret, eventually transforming into anger, compassion, and... a grand wish.

"The ghosts are too dangerous." Li Yuan pondered, still concerned, "Try to maintain the balance, avoid testing too much... as long as you and Little Zhao are safe, that's the best."

Lady Yan responded gently, "Hmm, I'll listen to you."

After walking a bit more, she said, "Go see Niannian. She's also very worried about you. Ever since you came back, she's been out of her mind, madly studying puppets.

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