Chapter 21: Midnight Phantom

  Mei Mei had a YY, Xiao Fan sighed and was about to blow out the lamp and sleep when suddenly a faint "squeak" sound came from outside the door, occasionally mixed with the howling of the cold wind, making the atmosphere seem particularly eerie.

  Xiao Fan's heart tightened, what kind of person was wandering around his own door in the middle of the night? Was it a ghost?

  Xiao Fan never believed in ghosts and gods, but after experiencing such an absurd thing as transmigration happening to himself, it's really hard to say whether there are ghosts in this world or not.

  Fortunately, Xiao Fan's courage was not too small. In his previous life, he dared to rob with a knife in the middle of the night. How could his courage be small?

  Xiao Fan calmed himself, walked quietly to the door, and grasped the door handle tightly. As the "whooshing" sound outside grew louder, Xiao Fan suddenly opened the door with a loud creak. A blast of cold wind rushed in, making Xiao Fan shiver uncontrollably. After taking in the scene outside, his eyes widened, and his heart began racing rapidly.

  He saw the most terrifying scene he had ever seen in his life.

  He only saw a woman in white, with her back to him, floating towards the porch, extremely fast. In the faint moonlight, her long hair was scattered and fluttering wildly in the cold wind.

  Yes, Xiao Fan swore that he hadn't misseen it - this woman was indeed "floating" over, without seeing her feet move or her knees bend, she just floated over.

  Xiao Fan's scalp felt a chill run down it, his entire body feeling colder than ice.

  Summoning up his courage, Xiao Fan gritted his teeth and revealed a fierce glint in his eyes. Having barely made it through, would he really be scared to death by ghosts?

  The female ghost's body was straight as a pen, her back facing the door of Xiao Fang's bedroom, floating closer and closer.

  As he passed by the door, Xiao Fang made a quick decision, lifted his foot and kicked the female ghost's buttocks hard.

  With a dull thud, the female ghost let out a miserable cry and was kicked flying by Xiao Fang with a clumsy bird-like posture, heavily falling into the garden in front of the door, like an injured toad, motionless.

  Xiao Fan sneered, feeling somewhat pleased with himself. It turned out that even ghosts were afraid of cruel people.

  With one swift step forward, Xiao Fan grasped the female ghost's hair and lifted her up. Through the faint moonlight, he stared intently at her face, and his eyes widened in shock as he exclaimed: "Bao Qin! How is it you?"

  Hu Qin, Chen Ying'er's personal maid, Xiao Fan's nominal concubine.

  Kneeling on the ground in the garden with her head bowed and her face buried in her arms, she looked very disheveled. Her face was streaked with tears and snot, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably as she sobbed silently, afraid to make a sound.

  Xiao Fan felt very guilty, he himself knew how hard that kick was.

  "Don't cry, I'm sorry...... does it hurt?" Xiao Fang said softly.

  Her crying face, full of grievances, made him feel a slight pang in his heart.

  "Ouch......" Baoqin cried and nodded while hugging the piano, her eyebrows and eyes scrunched up into a ball, mixed with tears and snot, crying pitifully yet adorably.

  Xiao Fan frowned: "You're not sleeping in the middle of the night, what are you doing running to my door?"

  "Miss asked me to come..." said Bao Qin with a sobbing tone.

  "If you're going to come, then just come, why try to scare people? Don't you know that's very unethical?"

  "Who's pretending to be a ghost? Who's pretending to be a ghost?"

  "Isn't that right? You were floating with your back to me, hair disheveled, and you floated horizontally across my doorway. What else could it be but a ghost? — Wait, how can you float?"

  Boqin heard the words and finally burst into loud sobs, looking both pitiful and indignant: "Do you think I'm happy? It's so cold outside... Waaah... The corridor in front of your room door is icy, I... I accidentally stepped on it, slipped all the way... Waaah..."

  Xiao Fan suddenly understood, and it turned out that Bao Qin didn't float over, but slid over on the ice.

  Xiao Fan's eyes were full of sympathy: "......you're really unlucky."

  Hugging the zither was like finding a kindred spirit, and suddenly sorrow welled up from within, causing her to cry even louder.

  "Why didn't you shout when I stepped on the ice? You slid over silently, and it was so eerie and strange. Who else would I kick if not you?"

  Boqin stopped crying, raised her eyes and stared at Xiao Fan with hatred, saying angrily: "How dare I make a sound? Are you crazy! If I startled you and killed me, what would happen?"

  Xiao Fan couldn't help but rub his nose, and sighed in praise: "It's hard for you to be in a desperate situation, yet your thinking is still so meticulous, it's really admirable..."

  Hu Qin's eyes reddened again, but she made an effort to stick out her chest and glare at Xiao Fan with a puffed-up expression, which moved Xiao Fan deeply.

  Xiao Fan couldn't help but feel a flutter in his heart as he looked at Bao Qin's appearance.

  In the middle of the night, the nominal wife came to his door on her own initiative, which means...

  Xiao Fan smiled at this thought, his smile somewhat sly and not quite like that of a gentleman.

  "Miss, did you ask him to sleep with you?"

  After some thought, this is the most likely possibility.

  She clutched her zither and let out a startled cry, as if she had been bitten by a dog. Her small body quickly sprang back several feet away from Xiao Fan, her face filled with terror as she stared at him and shouted: "You... you... don't come any closer, I'll call for help!"

  Xiao Fan felt depressed and thought to himself, "Could it be that I've misread the situation?"

  "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

  Hugging her chest tightly, she stared at Xiao Fan with a wary gaze, her eyes full of vigilance, her legs slightly bent, as if ready to take off running at any moment.

  "My young lady at home wants me to pass on a message... She is in the front yard garden, would you please go over and have a chat with her..."

  Before Xiao Fan could respond, Bao Qin flashed and disappeared from sight.

  Xiao Fangling closed his eyes and watched as Baoqin disappeared. His heart felt even more depressed. —— Am I that scary?

  However, Chen Ying'er took the initiative to invite him, which was good news. At midnight when no one was around, a young lady from a wealthy family secretly made an appointment with a promising young man. What a familiar plot of talented men and beautiful women! It's simply a real-life version of "The Legend of the West Wing". ——Unfortunately, Hong Niang had bad luck and was kicked flying by the male lead as soon as she appeared on stage.

  Xiao Fan was depressed for a while, but soon became happy again. He planned to go back to the house, put on that old long shirt, and comb his hair, in order to appear in front of Miss Chen with the best and most handsome image.

  The common disease of men is cheap, not marrying Chen Ying'er is one thing, and seducing her heart is another. The two are not contradictory, waving sleeves and not bringing away a cloud, this action is done with elegance and ease, but who knows how much hard work and sweat is behind the elegance? If the cloud does not intend to follow the sleeve, it cannot be tied up, and the action of waving the sleeve will inevitably become laughable. Therefore, the seduction work before the event is more important than the action of waving sleeves after the event.

  Xiao Fan was about to enter the house to dress up, but under the cover of night, the figure holding a zither appeared before his eyes once again. He saw her glancing around nervously, with a sneaky expression, but in Xiao Fan's eyes, she looked adorable.

  Xiao Fan was taken aback, and she came back for what?

  Hu Qin saw Xiao Fan and looked very frightened, standing far away with a hesitant expression.

  The two stood facing each other for a while, and finally, Hu Qin seemed to have made up her mind, took a deep breath, puffed out her chest, and walked bravely in front of Xiao Fan with several quick steps.

  Xiao Fan smiled, and Hug Guitar's personality looked very cute.

  "What else does your young lady want you to bring over?" Xiao Fan gazed at Bao Qin with a smile, his eyes flashing with a hint of tenderness that even he himself had not noticed.

  Hu Qin bit her lower lip and quickly shook her head: "Miss is still waiting for you in the garden."

  "What did you come here for again? Aren't you afraid I'll kill you, this madman?"

  Boqin obviously shrunk back a bit, then made an effort to stick out his chest again, and said in a trembling voice: "Just now was official business, I brought Miss's words, now looking for you is private business."

  Xiao Fan wanted to laugh, Xiao Ya was still a master who distinguished between public and private matters.

  "What's private?"

  She hesitated for a moment with her hand on the zither, then stretched out her hand in trepidation and tiptoed to gesture the height difference between the two.

  Twisting her fingers, Hu Qin seemed a bit embarrassed and said: "You're too tall, you... can you crouch down a bit?"

  Under the night sky, Xiao Fan faintly saw that Bao Qin's pretty face was slightly flushed.

  Xiao Fan's heart ached even more, and he slightly bent down his body, making his face directly opposite Bao Qin.

  "Alright, I've knelt down, what private matter do you have for me?" Xiao Fan's tone was laced with amusement.

  Hu Qin also smiled, smiling even more shyly.

  Then, Jingqin made an unexpected move that left Xiao Fan stunned.

  Only to see the slender hand holding the lute transformed into a fist, with a swift and fierce movement, "slap" a crisp sound, heavily slapped on Xiao Fang's clean forehead.

  "Ah——" Xiao Fan couldn't help but let out a miserable cry, this slap was very forceful, and Xiao Fan's body was heavily knocked backwards.

  Boqin was like a little rabbit that had been frightened, jumping quickly to the back and then running far away without looking back.

  In the howling night wind, the light and quick sound of the guqin floated in from afar.

  "Hum! You scoundrel, wanting me to be your concubine? Don't even think about it!"

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