Yu Yunxi let go of her hand, and Meng Xia could finally open her eyes. It was also at this time that she discovered the oil lamp had been lit. She said fearfully, "Eldest Princess, this courtyard is very strange. Let's hurry up and leave."
Meng Xia had worked for the Emperor Emeritus for many years and had witnessed many terrifying scenes, but this was the first time she had felt so frightened.
"I should've expected this. After all, they even dare to occupy Father's courtyard. It should've been impossible for them to leave Mother's courtyard alone. There's definitely something wrong with this courtyard," Yu Yunxi murmured, lowering her gaze.
"That's right. Something's wrong with this courtyard. Eldest Princess, let's leave first. This courtyard must be… haunted," Meng Xia said tremblingly.
