The Useless Heiress Is Actually A Bigshot

Chapter 55: Chapter 55 Ghost Energy

Long before the temperature changes occurred in the house, they had already installed heating. However, even at maximum capacity, the inside of the house still could not warm up.

Especially Meng Rou’s room, which felt bone-chillingly cold, yet there was no way to change that. Therefore, they had no choice but to cover Meng Rou with thick quilts.

“It seems the crux of this yin energy is inside,” Zhong Niangyao muttered to herself as she looked at the locked door, “not just yin energy, but also—ghost energy.”

Indeed, with just one glance, she had discerned the chilling ghost energy leaking out of the room. Moreover, considering the nearly tangible ghost energy, it was clear there was a significant amount of resentment!

“Lady Zhong, what did you say?” Madam Meng, who noticed Zhong Niangyao whispering, spoke urgently, “Have you seen something? Is my daughter in danger?”

“It’s still uncertain right now, I’ll know once I go inside.”

Having said that, Zhong Niangyao stepped forward and pushed the door open directly.

As everyone entered the room, they immediately felt an intense, chilling cold. Everyone couldn’t help but shiver, then quickly focused their attention on the large bed in the room.

The room lights were off, and the curtains were all drawn. However, through the dim light filtering through the curtains, they could still see a raised mound on the bed, indicating someone was lying there.

“Xiao Rou!”

Madam Meng quickly stepped forward, approached the bed, and gently called her daughter’s name, “How are you feeling now?”

Lying on the bed, Meng Rou, upon seeing her mother, couldn’t help but let tears flow, “Mom, I’m really in agony, I feel like I’m about to die.”

At this moment, she truly felt better off dead. Since her body had developed problems, she felt a knife-like pain in her lower abdomen every day. It felt as if there was a balloon inside her stomach that was constantly being inflated, growing bigger each day. She even suspected that eventually, her stomach might burst.

“It’s okay, it’s okay, you’ll get better soon,” Madam Meng grasped Meng Rou’s hand, her tears flowing continuously, yet she still spoke reassuringly, “Xiao Rou, we’ve found a master, she’s really powerful, she’ll definitely be able to save you.”

Mr. Meng looked at Zhong Niangyao, somewhat anxiously, but respectfully said, “Lady Zhong, please help Xiao Rou!”

Meng Rou also made an effort to turn her head to get a glimpse of the person her parents said could save her. Initially, she expected to see an elderly man with flowing white hair and a sage-like demeanor. However, to her surprise, she saw a girl even younger than herself.

Looking at the young and healthy girl, and particularly at her stunningly beautiful face, a flicker of jealousy crossed Meng Rou’s eyes. At the same time, her heart was also filled with doubts.

“Xiao Rou, don’t judge Lady Zhong by her young age, she’s truly powerful.”

Probably noticing Meng Rou’s skepticism, Madam Meng hurriedly spoke, “Just a moment ago, she used just one talisman paper, and the temperature in the room returned to normal.”

Her tone was somewhat urgent, as she was worried—if Xiao Rou said something inappropriate and offended Zhong Niangyao, then there might be no one else capable of saving Xiao Rou.

Meng Rou was unsure what she was thinking in her heart, she rolled her eyes but did not utter any awkward words.

“Miss Zhong, what should we do now?” Meng Kai Rui asked.

Zhong Niangyao didn’t answer. Instead, she stepped forward and gestured for Madam Meng to step aside. Then she reached out and lifted the thick blanket off Meng Rou.

Meng Rou, who was already shivering from the low temperature in the room, suddenly lost her warm blanket and immediately curled up.

But her large belly made it impossible for her to do so.

Seeing Zhong Niangyao’s sudden move, Mr. Meng and Madam Meng were startled. They instinctively wanted to go forward and cover their daughter with the blanket again, but Zhao Xuanglang stopped them.

“Uncle Meng, Aunt Meng, don’t worry!” Zhao Xuanglang seemed particularly calm, “You have to trust the boss; she has a way.”

At these words, Mr. and Madam Meng forcibly stopped in their tracks.

Zhong Niangyao didn’t pay attention to Meng Rou’s reaction. Her gaze was firmly on Meng Rou. More precisely, on Meng Rou’s belly.

Through Meng Rou’s belly, she saw a mass of black energy swirling inside, and within that black energy, there was a fully formed baby.

But unlike a normal baby, this one was entirely black, its eyes blood-red like blood, and it had four sharp fangs on its mouth, looking exceptionally ferocious.

It seemed to sense Zhong Niangyao’s gaze; the baby also looked towards Zhong Niangyao and, as if acknowledging her, flashed a fierce smile that exuded coldness and chill. Just locking eyes made one feel a chill surge from the soles of their feet, as if they’d fallen into an ice cellar.

However, apparently, Zhong Niangyao wasn’t affected at all, her expression unchanged.

She slowly withdrew her gaze, then took out a piece of yellow talisman paper and threw it directly onto Meng Rou.

As soon as the talisman paper hit her, a flash of golden light shone immediately.

Meng Rou hadn’t even seen what was happening when she suddenly saw a bright light before her eyes, making her close them instinctively.

But then, she felt a warm current flowing through her limbs, spreading throughout her body. Soon, she felt her whole body warm up. The warmth was like basking in the sun during winter.

She hadn’t felt this warmth in a long time, which made her let out a comfortable moan. Even her body seemed to have improved a lot; she no longer felt the pain and fatigue that had plagued her for the past half month.

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Madam Meng’s face showed joy. Although she didn’t know Meng Rou’s current condition, the improved color of her face indicated that Zhong Niangyao’s methods had worked.

“I feel much better now, and I even have some strength,” Meng Rou said.

As she spoke, Meng Rou had already sat up and leaned against the headboard. Although she still looked very weak, it was a significant improvement from just lying weakly on the bed.

“Can you save me?” Meng Rou’s intense gaze fell on Zhong Niangyao.