Chapter 608: Chapter 608 - Chapter 608: Don’t Go, It’s the Hungry Ghost Festival Tonight

Chapter 608: Don’t Go, It’s the Hungry Ghost Festival Tonight

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

On the night of the Hungry Ghost Festival, Gu Nuo’er was watched very closely by Gu Yihan and Noble Consort Qiao and was not allowed to leave the palace.

People from the Great Qi believed that on the night of the Hungry Ghost Festival, the family members who had passed away would return to the human world.

It wouldn’t be good if one were to stroll around the streets wantonly and accidentally offend a ghost friend and have the latter follow them home.

After the sun sets and night falls, it would be a good time for the ghosts to go out on the streets.

Even the gambling dens and br*thels that usually did business day and night would close on this day.

They would be afraid of attracting something bad.

The child was in the palace and Ye Siming was bored, so he stayed in the manor.

During dinner, when he was eating with Bai Yi and his wife, Madam Bai was suddenly stunned and her chopsticks fell.

“Husband, this is bad. I forgot to buy joss papers. It’s all Wen Fuling’s fault for causing trouble. I’ve completely forgotten about it.”

As Madam Bai spoke, she looked like she wanted to cry, despite being such a headstrong person.

“What should we do? We can’t let Rongrong not have money to spend. Otherwise, other ghosts will bully her. The child is young, to begin with…”

Bai Yi quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks to comfort her. “Madam, don’t be anxious. I’ll head out to the streets in a while. There’s a shop in West-East Street that’s probably still open.”

Madam Bai wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. “It’s a special day today. How could they still be open? They are probably already closed. Moreover, it’s already dark. It’s not safe. Don’t go.”

Bai Yi frowned. “How can that do? It’s just buying joss paper. It’ll be very fast. Moreover, I’m a man. Why would I be afraid of gods and ghosts? A righteous person wouldn’t be afraid of the shadow.”

Madam Bai patted him gently. “There are gods everywhere. Don’t spout nonsense.”

As the couple muttered with a frown, Ye Siming looked like he had eaten his fill. He put down his bowl and chopsticks.

“I’ll go buy it.”

Bai Yi and his wife looked up in surprise.

Ye Siming’s gaze was indifferent. Under the candlelight in the hall, his black eyes looked dark.

“I’ll go on a horse. It won’t take long to go back and forth.”

As he spoke, he stood up and called for a servant to bring over a horsewhip. He then asked the servant to bring a horse.

Bai Yi and his wife chased after Siming. “Siming, it’s better not to go. It’s the Hungry Ghost Festival tonight.”

Ye Siming sneered. “What’s wrong with the Hungry Ghost Festival?”

“There are ghosts!” Madam Bai made a fuss.

Ye Siming grabbed the reins and quickly got on the horse. His movements were agile, and his robe drew a black arc.

He raised his eyebrows. “Why would I be afraid of them?”

There was nothing he hadn’t seen in the Asura Realm.

Bai Yi was a little worried. “Why don’t I accompany you? You’ve never been to West-East Street, so it’s still a little far.”

“I know where it is. There’s a shop there that makes good pastries. I’ve been there before to buy some pastries for Gu Nuo’er.”

Bai Yi was speechless.

Something like that happened?

After saying that, Ye Siming stopped talking to the two of them. He raised his whip and left.

His figure went into the night fog and soon disappeared at the end of the road.

The autumn nights were already cold. At this moment, there was a cold wind blowing and there were no stars in the sky. It was dark.

Madam Bai stood at the door worriedly. The two lanterns under the eaves swayed in the wind.

Bai Yi held his wife’s hand. “Go back inside and wait. Siming is young and impetuous. He won’t encounter unclean things so coincidentally.”

Madam Bai turned around and punched him. “Even if your heart doesn’t ache for him, mine does! Go and bring a stool over. I want to wait for him at the gatehouse. Although he hasn’t called me Mother, I’ve long treated him as my biological son. How can a mother not be worried when a son goes out?”

Bai Yi couldn’t dissuade her and could only bring over two stools. The couple waited together.

In fact, according to the thoughts of other soldiers, ghosts and gods were all things that guilty people were afraid of.

Si Mingxing was an upright person, so how could he bump into one?