Chapter 37 Forced Miscarriage

Ye Huohuo stepped into the room and felt a powerful suction pull her in as if she were slurping noodles.

She had intended to use a spirit-locking curse to seal the room, preventing anyone inside from getting out and anyone outside from getting in.

But before she could do anything, a formidable wave of resentment had already sealed the entire room, stronger than her spirit-locking curse.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Huohuo felt herself transported into a pitch-black void. There was nothing around her, as if she were the only person left in the entire world.

She tried to light a talisman for illumination, but the surrounding yin energy was too heavy. The talisman, as if drenched, simply wouldn't ignite.

With no other option, she had to walk a few steps in the dark, her hands outstretched, trying to find Li Moyan, but she touched nothing.

Finally, she had to resort to calculating with her fingers, intending to pinpoint Li Moyan's location. However, being affected by the baleful yin energy of the place, she couldn't divine anything.

Just as she was contemplating using a lightning talisman to blast open a hole in the space, at least to create some disturbance.

Suddenly, the surrounding darkness seemed to come alive, constricting around her. It was as if she had fallen into the deep sea, with dark water pressing in from all sides. The immense water pressure instantly engulfed her, and she lost consciousness.

In a daze, she seemed to hear someone whispering a sentence. The voice was incredibly faint, and it took her great effort to discern it:

"Your fault, my fault, his fault. When you become me, whose fault is it?"

Following this, an overwhelming fatigue washed over her, and Ye Huohuo drifted into a deep sleep.

After an unknown period, she heard voices speaking nearby.

"Why is it another girl? We told you not to marry her back then. Master Peng even divined it, saying she couldn't have sons. You insisted on not listening, just infatuated with her beauty. Now look, she's given birth to a girl, and this pregnancy is also a girl. Hurry up and have her abort it. How much money does our family have to raise so many useless daughters!" This was the voice of an extremely sharp-tongued old woman.

Ye Huohuo groggily opened her eyes. What she saw stunned her. Where was this?

She had never seen this place before. She was currently lying on a double bed. Taking a closer look at the room, it was a modestly sized bedroom. The furnishings were simple, clearly belonging to a working-class family.

But how did she suddenly end up here? And sleeping in someone else's home?

Just as she sat up filled with questions and was about to get out of bed, the door was pulled open, and a strange man walked in.

The man had an ordinary appearance, looking like an average laborer. However, his face was currently contorted with anger.

"Lihua, why can't you be more capable? I defied pressure from the entire family to marry you, yet you couldn't bear me a son!" the man said, pushing Ye Huohuo as he spoke.

Confused, Ye Huohuo was shoved back onto the bed by him.

What was going on? Who was this person? Why was he calling her Lihua? And who was this Lihua?

"Jiaming, you've received a higher education. Don't you understand that whether it's a boy or a girl isn't up to me?"

Before Ye Huohuo could even open her mouth, this sentence automatically came out.

What in the world? What was happening?

Her mouth wasn't even under her own control?

No, this... had she entered the domain of a vengeful spirit?

She had only heard of it before; this was her first time witnessing such a domain.

It was said that some vengeful spirits with extremely deep resentment attached themselves to an object. Anyone targeted by it would then relive its past experiences, usually its most painful moments. Could her physique, prone to the five fatal energies, have attracted that vengeful spirit?

Was she now experiencing its past?

Ye Huohuo wanted to leave, but her body was completely out of her control. She felt like a puppet trapped within its strings, her consciousness clear, but her body entirely unresponsive to her will.

Just as she was trying to figure out a way to escape, there was a crisp "slap!" followed by a burning pain on her face.

"It's your womb that's failed you, and you look down on my mother. My mother raised me, and everything she did was for me and for our Chen family. How could she be wrong? As women, how can others give birth to sons! You never look for your own faults. I told you to stay home, take care of the house, and look after my mother and children, but you insisted on going out to work. And what happened? Our first child was lost on your way to work. That was a boy! If that child had been born, we wouldn't be dealing with all this now!" the man exclaimed, almost roaring.

"I didn't want that to happen either. I saw how hard you worked, and I thought that by earning money together, I could lighten your burden and we could live a more comfortable life. How could I have known that an accident would happen that morning!" Ye Huohuo, in this body, said while crying.

Ye Huohuo felt a surge of empathy, her heart aching with her.

"That's why they say not listening to elders leads to trouble. My mother always said women should stay at home, and you shouldn't go out to earn money. We could have lived more simply; it's not like you would have lacked food or clothing! Constantly buying those clothes and cosmetics, who are you trying to impress? It was for those things that we lost our son!" The man, like a madman, opened the wardrobe, threw women's clothes on the floor, stomped on them in his fury, then picked them up again and tore them with his hands, ruining several pieces of clothing.

"What are you doing? I'm not working anymore, and I've already given birth to Xiaoyue." Ye Huohuo involuntarily lunged forward, trying to snatch her clothes back from the man.

"You only came home after losing your son, what's the use of that? And when it was divined that Xiaoyue was a girl, my mother told you to abort her, but you insisted on giving birth and called Master Peng a liar. The result? Xiaoyue is a girl. This time, Master Peng divined that it's a girl again. We'll have her aborted tomorrow." Jiaming stopped fighting for the clothes, but heartlessly proposed aborting the child in Lihua's womb.

"No, no matter what, this is our child. I don't agree!" Ye Huohuo instinctively covered her still relatively flat stomach. At this moment, she felt an inexplicable urge: no one would harm the child in her belly!

"I am the child's father, and my word is final. We'll abort it tomorrow!"

"No, Jiaming, I beg you. The child is innocent; it's a life!" Lihua was almost on her knees, begging him. Ye Huohuo felt wronged and helpless, yet also angry, her emotions a complex mix. *Don't beg him, what's the use of begging such a scumbag? Your child is gone, and you should be the most heartbroken, but he doesn't comfort you and keeps blaming you. And in this day and age, what difference does it make if it's a boy or a girl? Lihua, be strong, don't beg him. At worst, divorce him; you can live a wonderful life on your own.* But these were all Ye Huohuo's internal roars, offering no change to the current situation.

Just then, the door was pushed open from the outside. A fierce-looking woman in her fifties or sixties stood at the doorway. "My son is right. You killed my first grandson, and now you keep giving birth to useless daughters. Are you trying to drain our Chen family dry? This is the abortion pill prescribed by Master Peng. I spent thousands of yuan to buy it. Master Peng said that after taking this abortion pill, not only will the useless child in your womb be gone, but he guarantees the next child will be a son! The most miraculous thing is that my first grandson is destined for a life of wealth and status; he will surely become an official and prosper!" The old woman's eyes narrowed into slits as she spoke, as if she already saw her grandson bringing glory to the family. As she spoke, she handed a packet of medicine to her son, "Make her take it, don't waste my money!"

Jiaming took the abortion pill and walked towards Ye Huohuo step by step. Lihua's body retreated step by step, her mouth ceaselessly pleading, "No, I beg you, this is your child too..."

But all of it was useless. Ye Huohuo wanted to resist, to strike down this detestable mother and son with a palm, but her body was utterly out of her control. She could only struggle helplessly. Seeing Lihua struggling violently, the wicked mother-in-law also came over to help, pressing down on her hands. Finally, with no one to call out to and nowhere to turn, Lihua could only weep as the abortion pill was forcibly administered.

At this moment, Ye Huohuo didn't know if the tears were Lihua's or her own. Her heart felt so heavy, with no outlet for her suppressed emotions.

Not long after, a sharp pain spread through her lower abdomen. She watched blood flow between her legs and once again plunged into darkness.

After another unknown period, she vaguely felt someone pressing down on her, tearing at her clothes. She struggled with all her might, but her hands were held firmly. "Get away from me! Let me go! I want a divorce! You're a beast!" Lihua's tearful cry once again emanated from her mouth.

"Divorce? That's only after you bear me a son! You are my wife, and it is your duty!" the man said, attempting to force himself upon her...