When the heart harbors a ghost, the knock on the door in the dead of night inevitably breeds suspicion and fear of spirits.
Shen Yue, seeing the palace lady's complexion, realized they had reached that forbidden area and knew she harbored fear for this place. He smiled and said, "Thank you for showing the way, I will go in alone to have a look."
Qiaoyun, however, took a step forward and insisted, "Young Master Shen seeks the cause of his mother's illness, how could Qiaoyun only look out for herself?"
Shen Yue pondered for a moment and did not oppose. He followed along the courtyard wall to the front gate, where faded Daoist talismans clung to the door, entwined with cobwebs.
A cold wind passed, surrounding the area with an eerie, ghostly aura that was truly disconcerting.
Upon arriving here, Zhao Qiaoyun also felt extremely nervous.
In fact, many people would be frightened by such a scene, but she mustered the courage to push the door open.
