The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space
Chapter 689: Can’t Tell the Truth (6)_1

Chapter 689: Chapter 689: Can’t Tell the Truth (6)_1

"It’s not nonsense," the servant insisted fearlessly, "Think about it, it’s been over a month and still no improvement, and there’s all this superstition. I’m betting something’s been offended..." "Otherwise, why would there suddenly be so many snakes in the courtyard?" Yet, those snakes don’t easily attack people; to date, no servant has been bitten.

Dong Hang fell silent too, for these past days he’d considered it as well, but then the son-in-law prides himself as a scholar and simply refuses to believe.

"I reckon," the servant said, rubbing his arm as he started to look somewhat terrified, "we need to bring in a Great Immortal or something to perform some rituals, otherwise..."

"Mm." Dong Hang nodded. "It looks like we’ll have to do that." Being unwell was one thing, but today, if it wasn’t for being possessed by something, he probably wouldn’t be behaving like this.

Meanwhile, in the room, Yang Baiyue who had just lain down, suddenly sat up and even stepped barefoot onto the floor, because he had heard laughter again.

"I told you that you can’t see me, but I’m right in front of you. Why won’t you believe it?" Yang Ruxin crunched down on a pear, "Ah, really, still so self-righteous."

Yang Baiyue knelt on the floor with a thump, "Great Immortal, I really had no choice..."

"You’re already sick; don’t kneel on the cold floor, be careful or your illness will worsen. How can you be surrounded by beauty and glory if you have to take medicine every day?"

"I had an accident and lost my memory, really, I was saved by the Mo Family, and they took me as their own son, after that..." Yang Baiyue sobbed with a runny nose and tears streaming, "I just started to remember something recently, so I hurried back, but I haven’t fully remembered yet. I thought I’d inquire around a bit, but unexpectedly..."

"You really are..." Yang Ruxin scoffed, "Do you take everyone for fools? And you’re calling me an Immortal? If it’s obvious, naturally I’d know the truth, but you’re still trying to fool me... tsk tsk... Well, you might as well keep going..."

"It’s not like that..." Yang Baiyue yelled out anxiously, "Really, it’s not, I really just started to remember a bit of vague memory..."

"Could Yang Ruyu possibly be facing an impostor of her uncle?"

Yang Baiyue’s eyes nearly bulged out, and he involuntarily swallowed: "Well, a girl did come by, calling me ’uncle’ as soon as she saw me, but I had no recollection of her, so I gave her ten taels of silver to send her on her way..." He could not afford to tell the truth.

Yang Ruxin had only made a casual remark just now, never expecting it to actually explode with the truth. Of course, this might not necessarily be the real truth, but one thing was for sure: Yang Ruyu and this Yang Baiyue had indeed met. As for whether they had reached any agreement, that... remained to be seen as events unfolded.

"I’m not lying..." Yang Baiyue continued crying, "I am in pain, but I can’t recall anything, I’m afraid to go back, and moreover, I’ve already married here. What if I already have a wife back home? So, I thought I’d wait and see if I could completely remember before making a decision..."

Yang Ruxin frowned, she didn’t believe that he truly had amnesia, but what exactly did Yang Baiyue do back then? Even if he desired wealth and status, he could simply have divorced Xun Hui or sold her and then remarry into a wealthy family. Why go to such lengths? And was it really this Yang Baiyue behind the widow Lü, after all?

Instead, she felt even more confused!