Legend has it that every year from July 1st, the gates of hell will be opened, and those who have been suffering and imprisoned in hell all year round will come out of hell and get a short-term wandering to enjoy the blood and food of the earth.

Therefore, people call July the ghost month, this month is considered to be an unlucky month, the people neither marry, nor move, let alone break the ground.

It is also rumored that the ghost door is open in the middle of the night on July 14, and it is closed until midnight on the 15th, and all the ghosts must return to the underworld before the ghost door is closed, otherwise they will stay in the yang world and become lonely ghosts!

The fifteenth day of July is the day of the holiday for the hundred ghosts, and on this day the hundred ghosts can relax in the sun, which is called Halloween.

There are many legends, but no matter what kind of legend it is, the whole month of July is considered to be the heaviest month of the year, and the number of wandering spirits increases, and you can't cry at night or blow your whistle, otherwise it is easy to attract a hundred ghosts!

And the folk call the children born on the 15th Ghost Day of this month as ghost boys.

The legendary ghost boys, the fathers and mothers, and relatives are mostly regarded as ominous people and are hated by the world.

The July of this year seems to fulfill the saying of the ghost month, and as soon as it enters July, the capital city of Kyoto in the Nanling Kingdom of the Xuanyuan Continent is shrouded in torrential winds and rains for several days.

Not to mention the farmers who use the land to eat in the suburbs, even the merchants in the city seem to be worried, whether there is any evil in the secret world, so that the heavens will descend to the world.

On the 14th of July, the heavens finally stopped the torrential rain.

By noon, although the thick clouds still made people feel depressed, it no longer rained, and people finally saw the hope that the rain would be clear.

The east of Shangjing City is the place where the officials gather, in this land of every inch of land, there is a five-entry mansion, above the high gate is the gilded plaque, on the book "Anning Hou Mansion" four dragons fly phoenix dance.

It is said that this is the founding emperor of the Holy Ancestor Emperor personally written, this house is also given by the Holy Ancestor Emperor, in order to show the Anning Hou Situ family ancestors for the Nanling open country under the great merit.

Now in a flash, hundreds of years have passed, the emperor of Nanling Kingdom has changed several times, and the people in the Anning Marquis Mansion have also been passed down for several generations, but the plaque on the door of the Anning Marquis Mansion is still brilliant, and the vermilion gate is still bright, showing that the holy grace is still continuous.

This is also the result of the successive generations of Anning Hou loyal to the court, living up to the grace of the saint, and living cautiously.

At this moment, in the Mei Garden, slightly east of the inner courtyard of the Marquis of Anning's Mansion, a crisp voice came: "Mrs. Shizi, it has been raining for days and the ground is slippery outside, and you are heavy now, so let the slave maid visit the little master on your behalf." ”

"I haven't seen Yang'er for a few days, and I haven't seen with my own eyes whether Yang'er is really okay, and how to put my mind at ease. It's not raining anymore, be careful, where is it so squeamish? "The gentle voice is like a breeze on the face, which is very pleasant to listen to.

Even if you don't see the face of the person who speaks, the person who can have such a voice must be a supple and beautiful person.

Sure enough, as the curtain of the main house was lifted, what appeared in front of people's eyes was a beautiful woman with a warm face like a moon.

This woman is only in her teens, and she has a big belly, and judging by the size of her belly, she has been more than seven months if not eight months.

The woman is none other than Han Shi Minhua, the wife of Situ Kong, the son of the Marquis of Anning, Situ Kong and Han Minhua have been married for five years and have a son named Situ Yang, who is pregnant with the second child at this time.

Although Han has a soft temperament, once he decides on something, he will not give up easily.

At this time, the one who was waiting for him was the dowry that the Han family brought from his mother's family, General Han's Mansion.

Seeing that they are all wives in their makeup, they should now be the right-hand mother in front of Han.

Looking at the expressions of the two mothers on the left and right and the nervous appearance of the close-fitting maid behind them, it is obvious that everyone does not approve of Han going out now, although he is only going to the east wing in the courtyard.

However, they couldn't resist the Han clan after all, so they had to wait carefully from front to back, left and right.

However, even though Han had already stepped out of the door, the people around him were still relentlessly dissuading, hoping that Han would cancel the plan to go out.

Everyone knows that the prince is nervous about his wife! It is also very precious to the daughter of the lady's womb.

If the prince knew that the rain had just stopped, the lady would go out of the house to visit the little master in the east wing, and I don't know if they would be punished.

"Alright, Red Sleeves, Red Aya, don't persuade me. It's just to go to the east wing to see Yang'er, just a few steps away, and with the two of you to accompany you, what can happen? Han reached out and patted the two people who were still chattering beside him, and smiled softly.

The red sleeves and red silk who were named were the housekeeper mothers who carefully supported the Han family on the left and right.

After listening to Han's words, they glanced at each other, smiled helplessly at each other, and started a new round of nagging: "That lady must be careful, when you get to the little young master, you can't enter his house, you can only look out the window." After all, the little master has a wind cold, and it will not be good if it is passed on to his wife. ”

"Okay, okay, I just want to see what Yang'er looks like now, so that Yang'er can look at me. We haven't seen each other for almost half a month, and we won't let Yang'er see me again, I'm afraid that Yang'er won't recognize me as a mother. Speaking of this, Han's eyes were filled with guilt and pampering that could not be dissolved.

"How can it, madam, relax, the little master doesn't know anyone, and he won't know his own mother." Red Sleeves said as he took care to keep Han out of the slippery foot.

"Yes, yes, the little master is the most filial and good child. Madame, you are so sentimental, but you want to give birth to a sentimental little lady? Red Aya laughed and quipped, and for a while the master and servant all laughed.

It is true that there are only a few steps between the east wing and the main house, although the road between the two is a little slippery due to the heavy rain for several days, but with the two of Red Sleeves and Red Aya by their side, Han's footsteps are very steady.

Situ Yang's wind and cold are actually so good that they are not far from ten, but Situ Kong and his wife love this eldest son very much, and the people who serve around them are also very nervous, so although his health is fine, he still did not let him go out, for fear that an accident will make Situ Yang sick.

Naturally, the red sleeves and red silk will not let the Han family get close to Situ Yang, for fear that Situ Yang will pass the wind and cold to the Han family.

Seeing that Han and Situ Yang's mother and son were talking through the window, Red Sleeves and Red Aya urged Han to go back to the house.

No one expected that just when they were back in the house, an accident happened.

Out of nowhere, a big black fat cat suddenly ran out of nowhere and pounced on Han.

Although Red Sleeves and Red Aya tried their best to protect each other, Han still flashed his waist and moved the tire gas when he dodged.

Watching the basins of blood and water coming out of Han's room, listening to Han's increasingly weak **, Situ Kong almost wanted to go crazy, and wanted to rush into the delivery room several times, but was stopped by Mrs. Lin, who came to Meiyuan to sit in the formation, and sent someone to stop her outside.

Just after the fifteenth day of the seventh month, that is, the rumored peak of the gloomy air, a thunderclap accompanied by a torrential rain fell again, and at this time a faint cry was heard in the delivery room.

"Ghost boy, it's actually a ghost boy! What kind of evil did the Hou Mansion create, and it actually sent down the ominous people of the father, the mother, and the relatives. Listening to the faint cry of the baby in the delivery room, Lin's eyes flashed with coldness and muttered to himself.

After a while, the Lin family seemed to have made a decision, and called Situ Kong, who was still immersed in the peace and joy of his wife and daughter, to his side, and said sharply: "Send this child away immediately!" ”

"Mother?" Situ Kong was puzzled.

"This kid is a ghost boy, send it away!" Lin's face did not show the joy of his granddaughter at all, waving his hand as if he was chasing flies, and there was only a thick color of disgust on his face.

"Mother, this is your own granddaughter!" Situ Kong was stunned for a long time, and finally spoke, wanting to fight for his daughter's right to stay.

He has been looking forward to this daughter for a long time, and he has already chosen a name - Situ Jiao, the delicate girl in his heart.

"Look for yourself, this child almost killed her mother before she was born, and when she was born, there was thunder and lightning and rainstorms, could it be that you must let God punish the Hou Mansion before you can live in peace? Send it away, or drown! Lin's tone was resolute and cold, not allowing Situ Kong to object at all.

"Shizi, Mrs. Shizi agrees to send the little lady away, but please Mrs. Hou and Shizi agree to send the little lady to the Taolin Courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing, and also ask the old lady and the prince to agree to the slave's request, and the slave is willing to accompany the little lady out of the house to the Taolin Courtyard." Just when the mother and son were at a stalemate, Hong Aya came out of the room, lowered her eyes slightly, and said.

It seems that the amount of communication between the mother and son outside the door has made the Han family in the room hear it clearly.

Situ Kong's eyes were dark and uncertain as he looked at Han's hidden door, as if he wanted to see through Han's state of mind at the moment.

After a long time, Situ Kong looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, and finally waved his hand dejectedly, and told Hong Aya in a hoarse voice to serve Situ Guerlan carefully, and then he didn't even enter Han's door, and staggered out of the plum garden to the study in the outer courtyard with the help of his personal servant.

A triumphant smile flashed in Lin's eyes.

In this way, Situ Jiao, the young lady of the Marquis of Anning, was born less than an hour ago, and was directly sent to another courtyard hundreds of miles away from the capital.