C47 A Ghost

Hee Yimian had been out of sorts since returning from the backyard that day. Her temper was short, and she lashed out at the servants, either scolding or hitting them. She was filled with a sense of dread but didn't know whom to confide in. The sight of Xiaohong's corpse, decayed to the point where bones were visible and the stench was overwhelming, haunted her