Shanhe Wanli'an

"Are you a human or a ghost?" A hoarse voice was squeezed out of the woman's throat, "Could it be that I've arrived in the underworld? You? Come to beg for my life?"

Her face was pale, and as the man in black approached, she panicked and crawled into the corner, curled up, buried her face in her knees, her hair was disheveled like weeds, muttering to herself, but couldn't hear clearly discourse.

The man in black's cloak is so wide that you can't see his figure clearly. He sat on the stone bed by himself and looked at the trembling woman. The voice was unrecognizable? Male and female, his tone was gentle: "Long time no see?" .”

The woman's body was trembling, and she slowly raised her head to look at the man in black, with fear and hatred intertwined in her eyes, she tightly pursed her lips, not responding to him.

The man in black reached out from under the cloak to smooth out the hair sticking to her face, and then tried to caress the woman's face, but the woman turned her head away?

The man in black paused and turned his hand, pinching the woman's clear cheek and forcing her to look at him.

The woman looked at the man in black in front of her, not daring to speak up, and swallowed nervously. She didn't know what the other man wanted to do, and she didn't know whether she was dead or alive.She is now like the fish on the case, unable to move.

"What, what do you want to do?!" The two had looked at each other for a long time, but the woman couldn't help opening her mouth.

"Hey." The man in black laughed slowly. He looked at the woman who was under his control, and said in a soft and uncompromising voice, "You? Need help."

"I'm looking for the truth."

It rained continuously for three days.

Mo Fei and the old butler stood in the corridor and paced anxiously.

Zhen Guohou has not stepped out of his bedroom for three days. He does not eat or drink for three days. No one knows what is going on in the house.

Fang Zaiye was lazily sitting on the rattan chair, kneading melon seeds, and said lightly: "You guys? Don't go, can you? I'm dazzled by the sight. Such a beautiful rain scene, you guys ? But so impatient."

When Mo Fei saw him, he looked like he wanted to slap him, fists clenched and then loosened: "If you weren't so talkative, why would you be like this? Hmph, I still have time to eat melon seeds here, so I'm not afraid ? Tongue knocked bald skin!"

He walked two steps and still felt puzzled, pointed at Fang Zaiye: "If something happens to the master, Mo Fei will be the first to spare you?!"

Fang Zaiye was startled, and he quickly spat out the melon seeds in his mouth: "Hey, you can't blame me for this. Even if I don't say it, he will figure it out sooner or later with his briquette heart. It just so happens that Ji Min also admitted it. The two of you should settle it early so that you don't become a scourge between them in the future. I'm helping him, okay?"

"Bah! It's been three days without food or drink, and you're out of the house. Are you helping him?" Mo Fei spat.

Fang Zaiye rolled his eyes in anger, stood up from the rattan chair, and made a gesture to leave: "Well, it's all my fault! I'm done, okay?"

The old housekeeper hurriedly stopped him and acted as a peacemaker in the middle.

On the opposite side of the long corridor, a monk in white clothes stood in front of the door of Zhen Guohou's room.

The monk stood in front of the door for three days, and the drizzle had made his monk robe slightly damp.The monk put his index finger in front of his lips, and through the rain curtain, he sent a message to the three noisy people in the corridor not to make noise.

The old butler suddenly became serious: "Okay! Don't make any noise! ​​You've been making so much noise all day long, it's making this old man very upset!"

The two who refused to let each other see each other? The sound gradually disappeared.

The old butler angrily occupied Fang Zaiye's rattan chair. He looked at the monk opposite and the closed door, and heaved a long sigh: "I don't want the Zhenguohou's mansion to restore its former glory, but only hope that the family will not be destroyed again." , ups and downs, Lord Hou can live his life in peace and joy."

Xie Xian half-lyed on the collapsed bed, motionless, his ink-like long hair scattered casually around his waist and chest, he supported his head with a fist in one hand, his eyes were half-closed, and the eyelashes like cattail leaf fans reflected a shadow on the lower eyelid, He put one hand on his bent knee, rubbing the fabric with his fingertips.

His ears were filled with the sound of continuous dripping rain, and the noise outside the house gradually weakened, and his mood gradually returned to calm. He spent three days thinking and venting for himself, and he also sorted out his thoughts.

He knew his sister well, the medicine was probably what his silly sister insisted on drinking... But what? The reason? Let her make this decision...

Who is the person who gave the medicine?

"Xie Wanyi! You? It's Xie Wanyi, you? Are you here to take my life?!"

Xie Xian's mind suddenly came up with the terrified look that Concubine Rong saw before she died.

It is said that the daughter is the father and the son is the mother, but he is seven or eight points similar to his sister...

"Heh." Xie Xian smiled lowly.

Concubine Rong saw that he really looked like that, the secrets in her body might really be worth those people's running for her body.

From this point of view, he has to make a move...

Xie Xian's white and thin feet stepped on the carpet on the floor, and the snow-white carpet lined his feet even more pale as if they were transparent. He stood up from the couch and walked towards the door step by step, barefooted. It also moved from the rug to the cold floor, and the chill went straight to the soles of his feet, but he didn't notice it at all.

The thin inner garment was hung loosely on his body, and was only maintained by two strings. His long hair fell on his waist, and strands of black hair were casually draped over his chest. Between the black hair and the white clothes, the white flesh was faintly exposed. In the air, this appearance made him look even more sickly.

"Squeak-"

"Hey, hey." Mo Fei looked at the opened door opposite, and patted Fang Zaiye.

Fang Zaiye repeatedly slapped his hands off, frowning: "I'm not blind!"

The old butler tremblingly stood up from the wicker chair.

The three hurriedly walked across the corridor towards Xie Xian's direction.

Xie Xian stepped out of the room barefoot, watched the continuous drizzle, and slowly exhaled the depression in his chest.

"This? The rain is comforting."

"You? Figured it out?"

A familiar cold voice sounded in his ear, Xie Xian nodded: "I will become a fool if I can't figure it out in three days."

Ji Min looked at him, with some hesitation in his expression: "Then you..."

"But I still don't want to see? See? You?" Saying this, Xie Xian turned his back to Ji Min, but the smile at the corner of his mouth became more intense, and his eyebrows and eyes were a little smug and sly.

He looked at the old housekeeper not far away, strode towards him, waved his hand, and said with a hearty smile, "Uncle Shen! I'm hungry! I feel like I can eat three big bowls of rice!"

When the old butler saw Xie Xian who was in good spirits, he immediately let go of the stone in his heart. He patted his thigh excitedly: "Hey, that's good! I'll arrange the kitchen for this old man!"

The old butler's eyes were already wet, he quietly wiped away his tears, and his little master only had the youthful look in the past when he was hungry and asked him for food.

It's rare.

"Mo Fei, what happened in Kyoto these three days? What happened, you? Talk to me."

"Oh, obey! Gu Xing? That guy Jian came to the house again, but I kicked him out!"

"Well, well played!"

"Also, for the body of Concubine Gui, the head of Music of the Qing Law Department came here once, and Supervisor Fuyan was ordered to interrogate? Master..."

"What? This? What? There are so many people!"

"Not only that, but also..."

Ji Min looked at Xie Xian who was helplessly howling, and then turned his head to look at the rain curtain. A smile suddenly appeared on his expressionless face, like a spring breeze melting the snow on a high mountain, or rising from a glacier. The scorching sun.

He lowered his head slightly to cover up, but he couldn't control himself, so he shook his head helplessly and dotingly. He sighed, put on the veiled hat and stepped slowly into the drizzle, and the tall and straight white figure walked further and further. far away, gradually disappearing in the rain.

Xie Xian walked for a while and found that there was no Jimin behind him, so he turned his head and looked at the door of his bedroom, only to find that Jimin had long since disappeared.

He suddenly felt that this? It has been raining for too long, which makes people feel irritable!

"Tsk, what's the matter with the rain? It doesn't stop, the people's crops are almost drowned!" Xie Xian looked at the rain that was originally pleasing to the eye with disgust.

Fang Zaiye had sensed the change in Xie Xian's mood, so he left the station early to a safe place.

Sometimes Mo Fei has no eyesight, so he corrected Xie Xian: "Master, the crops were almost dried up after a drought for a while, this rain, the common people, can't wait for it."

"Hey, it's just you? You talk a lot! Have you ever? Go to the fields? Look? Are you free? Is there nothing to do in Fuzhong Barracks? If it's too free, I can make arrangements for you!" Xie Xian said. The piercing eyes flew away, and Mo Fei immediately closed his mouth.

Mo Fei hurriedly knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists and begged for mercy: "This subordinate knows his mistake, please forgive me, Lord Hou!"

Xie Xian glanced at him, snorted coldly and strode away in a bad mood.

After Xie Xian walked away, Mo Fei stood up from the ground, and secretly slandered: "This fire is inexplicable!"

Fang Zaiye patted him on the shoulder, pretending to shake his head regretfully: "Brother, I didn't say that, this? Wisdom and eyesight? You? You must have one, tsk tsk tsk, it's too miserable."

After Fang Zaiye finished speaking, he swaggered and left with a gloating laugh.

Mo Fei was so angry that he didn't even draw his sword out, so he had to smash the wall to vent his anger.

Prince Xuan's Mansion, front hall.

Chu Jingxing kept pacing in the hall, looking at the girl who was gnawing on a pig's trotter, and said helplessly, "The post-sealing ceremony is about to come, and there are spies looking for you outside now, you? Can you still eat pig's trotters?!"

"Well, I know."

This girl with oily hands is the thief who broke through the wall and entered the mansion a few days ago, and she is also the Princess Beiyan Yanli who is about to become the new queen of Daliang.

Chu Jingxing? I don’t understand. This? The capital of Nuoda? What about my aunt? Just found him? !

Chu Jingxing quickly walked to the stool opposite her and sat down, watching her speak seriously, "You? What? When are you going back?"

"Didn't I tell you, you? The palace in Nanliang is haunted by ghosts, so I won't go back." Yanli said.

Chu Jingxing took a deep breath to suppress the anger in his heart, and lowered his voice: "Which palace doesn't have some ghosts? Maybe you? You? Beiyan Palace is more violent! Stop making trouble, and go back quickly! Otherwise I'm going to find my uncle! I heard that my father asked him to look for you?"

After a short pause, he threw the pig's trotters on the plate, picked up the handkerchief that was set aside and began to wipe his fingers and the corners of his mouth.

She sneered, rubbed and said, "We? It's not the late queen who caused the ghosts in Dayan Palace!"

Chu Jingxing froze on the spot like a bolt from the blue when he heard the words, unable to speak for a while: "You, what did you say?!"

Yanli curled his mouth, too lazy to say it a second time.

Suddenly a servant came running in, "My lord, His Royal Highness King Yu is here. He has brought two altars of wine and his mind is a little confused, but he insists on getting drunk with you."

"what?"

"Chu Jingxing? You? A little bastard! Come and drink with me!"

King Yu was clamoring outside, obviously drunk.

Chu Jingxing's face was full of anxiety, this place hasn't been finished yet, why? Another one came here?

Seeing the shape of her eyes, Yanli rolled her hands, slapped her hands on the table, and puffed up her cheeks: "Hmph, you? Since this? Why? If you want me to go, I'll let King Yu take me into the palace! I just told you? Father that I can't marry him, and you and I have already made a private decision for life!"

"You?! Bullying too much!" Chu Jingxing was furious.

"Little bastard! Get out of here!" King Yu's voice became louder and louder, and the footsteps were getting closer to them.

"Brother Yu Wang! Do I have something to say to you? Uh-huh!" Chu Jingxing covered his mouth before Yanli could say anything.

"Okay! It's up to you! You? Live here! Stay as long as you want!" Chu Jingxing lowered his voice and could only surrender.

He believed that his aunt could do what he said, and if these words reached his father's ears, he would be stripped of his skin before he even started to seize the heir.

While outside the house, King Yu was jolted by this "extremely contrived" female voice, his skin was covered in goose bumps, and he woke up from the wine all at once.

He hurried into the front hall, only to see Chu Jingxing looking at him pretending to be calm and smiling.

"Brother Huang, you are here." Chu Jingxing smiled very obediently, but his eyes kept flickering.

King Yu felt something was wrong. He looked at Chu Jingxing suspiciously and turned around in the front hall. Seeing that there were no other women, he walked to the round table, looked at the pig's trotters on the plate, and frowned. Very disgusted: "Are you eating pig's trotters?"

Chu Jingxing's attention has not yet returned from Yanli.

King Yu waved his hand in front of him: "Speak."

"Ah, yes, I ate it. Brother Huang, do you want one too?" Chu Jingxing said with a smile.

"No need." King Yu waved his hand, he thought for a while before opening his mouth, "A woman called me just now, have you raised a woman?"

Chu Jingxing was stunned for a moment, and smiled even more guiltyly: "No! Why? Yes! I called you just now."

King Yu: "You? Called?"

Chu Jingxing pointed to himself and nodded, "I called you."

"You? Call again, let me listen?"

Chu Jingxing was shocked: "This... Brother Huang is not very good, is it? Forget it, Brother Huang."

"Call!"

"Okay, okay. I called you Brother Huang, you? Don't hit me."

Chu Jingxing cleared his throat, then squeezed his throat, and said in a sharp voice, "Yu, Brother Yu Wang~"

King Yu: "..."

When Chu Jingxing saw the situation, he wanted to do it again: "Yu..."

King Yu covered his heart in shock, turned around in disbelief and stopped looking. Chu Jingxing said, he began to doubt his ears: "Don't! Don't make a sound..."