The Whispers of A Baby (Yang Yuting ) Novel
Chapter 10

The Whispers of A Baby 

Chapter 10 Eighteen Years of Lies 

Hu Yue entered the room with a pale complexion, her hands trembling as she pushed the door open. 

“Madam… ” she uttered softly as she knelt, her body trembling. 

From within her grasp emerged a small wooden figurine, carefully wrapped in white cloth. 

‘Oh! Isn’t this the cursed witchcraft that brought harm to my uncle?‘ Yuting, refusing to sleep, bubbled with 

energy. 

Zhang Ling’s hand shook, almost causing her to drop the wooden figurine. 

“Someone is guarding outside, Madam. Don’t worry, Ilu Yue said, suppressing her fear. 

When she found it, her legs turned weak. 

If this were to be found, the Zhang family would be in trouble. 

With the Zhang family holding considerable power, any hint of suspicion could lead to the Emperor’s distrust. 

Master Zhang served as the Grand Tutor, but he retired to avoid arousing suspicion from the Emperor. 

After painstakingly dispelling the Emperor’s wariness, any further provocation might lead to bloodshed to prove the innocence of the Zhang Gumily! 

My brother is now holding the rank of a third–ranking official, and considering the respect our family commands among many in the court due to the influence of our ancestors, it’s no wonder Lord Yang sought to marry me! 

Zhang Ling scrutinised the wooden carving closely, It appeared to have been soaked in blood, emanating a sinister vibe. Deep cuts marred its surface, making it even more horrifying. 

Engraved on the back of the carving were the Emperor’s birthdate and Eight Characters. 

“The handwriting…” Zhang Ling pressed her lips tightly together, her teeth clenched as faint traces of blood appeared at the comers of her mouth. 

“This is Minister Zhang’s handwriting. As someone who grew up in the Zhang family, Hu Yue naturally recognised the handwriting. 

Tears welled up in Zhang Ling’s eyes. “No, it’s mine!” 

Zhang Ling’s body broke out in a dense layer of goosebumps, a mix of relief, fear, and something more 

Gratitude. 

She was the youngest daughter in the family, taught to write by her eldest brother. 

After she married Yang Mingrui, he often praised her excellent handwriting and even asked her to teach. him how to write. 

And the 

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Chapter 10 Eighteen Years of Lies 

with them! 

Hu Yue also remembered this matter. 

She stood there in a daze for what seemed like an eternity, unable to shake off the shock. 

Minister Zhang taught Zhang Ling, and she taught… Yang Mingrui!. 

“Madam, many can replicate handwriting. It might be a misunderstanding. Hu Yue’s tone was stiff. 

With no solid evidence, Zhang Ling’s suspicions were solely based on Yuting’s words. 

With swollen eyes, Zhang Ling hoarsely commanded, “Bring a brazier, quietly. Don’t alert anyone.” Her heart raced like thunder. 

Is it him 

Is my closest companion betraying me like this? 

Why? Why?! He, Yang Mingrui, was the one who personally sought my hand in marriage! 

Zhang Ling’s eyes were ablaze with anger, with unwavering determination. 

From the moment I entered the mansion, Yang Mingrui had asked me to teach him writing in his study. Did he ever truly cherish me? 

What once felt so heartwarming now left her feeling utterly cold. 

His one sentence saying he felt oppressed in the Zhang family made her haven’t been back home in eighteen years. 

She hadn’t kept in touch with her family. 

She never even bothered to open all the gifts sent by her family! 

Even when she was pregnant and dealing with morning sickness, she didn’t dare accept the sour plums her mother sent! 

She felt like she was trapped in a dense web, suffocating her from within. 

As if she were immersed in a sea of lies. One wrong step could shatter her to pieces. 

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