Entering the Red Chamber: Qingwen, rush forward!

The palace is the place that best embodies the limits of human capabilities.

The buildings here show the exquisite craftsmanship accumulated by craftsmen for thousands of years.The furnishings here are all the most exquisite and luxurious works of art.

Even the floor tiles here have to go through more than 80 processes, and it takes several years to complete...

The imperial palace is a brilliant place where thousands of years of human civilizations meet, and a place where the peaks of various crafts are concentrated.

Here are the most beautiful beauties in the world, the deepest scheming, and the cruelest rules of survival...

Here, people are no longer human beings, they just have the skin of a human being.

But all of this disappeared in the darkness.The only thing that can be seen is the dark outline of the towering palaces.

These palaces are crawling in the night, like monsters eager to devour people, scaring Mo Xiaomei into cold sweat...

She stumbled in the night, passing through palaces everywhere.The gates of all the palaces were closed, and no sound was heard.

The security in the palace was naturally very strict, and there were young eunuchs patrolling around with lanterns from time to time.

Whenever someone approached, the two of them would hide in the flowers or behind the rocks, or behind the big vat.Once there was really no place to hide, so Xu Donglai jumped onto the room with Mo Xiaomei in his arms, leaned on the ridge of the roof, and then hid.

It was only then that Mo Xiaomei knew that Xu Donglai was actually a master of martial arts!

There are such masters in the palace?Why did he sneak into the palace?Mo Xiaomei's mind suddenly became more chaotic, and the palace in the night seemed to him to be full of dangers lurking everywhere, so he had to be cautious at every step.

Finally, the two passed countless palaces, avoided countless patrolling eunuchs, and came to a large dilapidated palace in the southwest corner.

The trees here are tall, the grass is in patches, and there is such a decaying place in the palace, which is really beyond Mo Xiaomei's expectation.

Xu Donglai pointed to this desolate and dilapidated place and said, "This is the cold palace!"

He pointed to a few small houses in the bushes next to the cold palace and said, "This is where you live..."

Mo Xiaomei heard the words and before she answered, goose bumps appeared all over her body.She actually wants to live in such a ghostly place?

Xu Donglai saw her nervousness and fear, took her hand and walked into the bushes.

"Hahahaha...hehehe..." Just as Mo Xiaomei was walking away in fear, she suddenly heard a strange cry, which almost scared her to death.

She screamed in a low voice, and hugged Xu Donglai, trembling all over.

"Don't...don't be afraid!" Xu Donglai was also taken aback by the sudden strange smile, he subconsciously hugged Mo Xiaomei tightly, and comforted in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, this is the crazy woman in the cold palace ..."

Only then did Mo Xiaomei feel relieved, and then realized that she was hugging Xu Donglai tightly in a hurry, and immediately felt embarrassed again.

She let go of her hand in a hurry, not knowing what to say.

Xu Donglai didn't respond, he still held the little sister's hand and walked slowly towards the depths of the woods.

After walking not far, they arrived in front of a small house. Xu Donglai pushed open the wooden door, and helped Xiaomei Mo enter the room.The room was pitch black, and a damp smell rushed over.Mo Xiaomei couldn't help frowning and covered her nose with her hands.

Xu Donglai turned on the fire and lit a small oil lamp.

The light is like a bean, emitting a dim yellow light, which is no more than three feet bright.

Mo Xiaomei looked around, and she could vaguely see that the room was extremely simple, nothing more than a bed, a table and chairs, a kettle, a teacup on the table, a rough porcelain bowl, a pair of bamboo and wooden chopsticks, and nothing else.Fortunately, these things are extremely clean.

The little girl held up the oil lamp and looked around, and saw that the bedding on the bed was neatly folded, and there was a slight fragrance.An exquisite small wooden box was neatly placed beside the bed.

If compared with other items in the house, this wooden box can be described as luxurious.Several pale yellow chrysanthemums are painted on the dark red base paint, which looks solemn and dignified.

Mo Xiaomei opened the wooden box casually, and saw a lot of things like rouge and gouache in the box.

She immediately thought that all these things would work... She was so frightened that she slammed the wooden box shut.

This wooden box must have been used by the original owner to make up the corpse...

Xu Donglai stared at her every move without blinking. Seeing her like this, Xu Donglai knew that she must be scared, so he comforted her in a low voice: "It's nothing... don't be afraid... death is like a lamp going out... besides What she did was to do good deeds..."

Hearing what Xu Donglai said, Mo Xiaomei suddenly remembered something. She hurriedly grabbed Donglai's sleeve and asked in a low voice: "Baby, don't lie to me! Tell me the truth, how did she die? How did she die?" What a coincidence? She died when I entered the palace?"

Xu Donglai understood what Mo Xiaomei meant, and quickly comforted her in a low voice: "Don't worry! I didn't kill her, and I don't know how she died. Anyway, she died. You just came in for her. No one knows, you rest assured!"

Only then did Mo Xiaomei feel a little more at ease, and she hurriedly urged Xu Donglai: "Hurry up and leave! You have been delayed for so long, so beware of others being suspicious..."

Xu Donglai nodded, and said again: "You rest here temporarily tonight, and let's talk about the rest as we walk slowly!"

Mo Xiaomei nodded hurriedly, and then urged Xu Donglai to leave quickly, so as not to delay his work.

Xu Donglai stood there and wanted to say something, but hesitated for a moment but couldn't say anything, so he had to comfort Mo Xiaomei a few more words and turned around and went out.

Mo Xiaomei sent him out, only to see his figure shaking slightly in the dark for a few times before disappearing, Mo Xiaomei was horrified: Could it be that the martial arts of the ancients were really so powerful?

She leaned against the door and stood blankly for a moment, then turned around and entered the room, and locked the door behind her.

She took a few steps to the bed and sat down on the bed.At this moment, her strength and courage receded like a tide, replaced by panic and helplessness.

The huge and terrifying palace, the weak and helpless me... Mo Xiaomei limp on the bed, motionless.

The night outside the window was like ink, and the cold wind howled.The lights in the room are like beans, and it is gloomy and cold.

She was lying on the bed, crying wildly...

what should I do?

In such a big palace, there are countless ruthless women...

The more Mo Xiaomei thinks about it, the more she feels collapsed. Fear, helplessness, sadness and even despair come in waves. She is almost suffocated. She seems to feel that her life is disappearing bit by bit... …

"I don't know what Gao Ma, Song Ma, Siqi, Cui Er, and Xiaohong's family are doing? Do they miss me?" At this desperate moment, Mo Xiaomei actually thought of her relatives who had been with her for several months. .

"Are they asleep or awake? Are they thinking of me?" Mo Xiaomei suddenly missed them so intensely that she scratched her heart and lungs.

"They must be thinking about me too...I have to live well...I want to see them again...I must live well..." Mo Xiaomei thought stubbornly.

Unknowingly, the despair receded little by little, and the belief to live well accumulated little by little...