Death Princess

Han Shuangxue had a dream, a dream of the phantom spirit clan, a prophetic dream.

She dreamed that she pushed open a door and walked into a damp room with a huge water tank, which exuded an extremely pungent smell.In the dream, she had an ominous premonition, she wanted to turn around and run away, but her body stubbornly led her closer to the water tank.She came to the water tank, and the disgusting smell made her cover her mouth and nose. After that, she saw clearly the... person, human body soaked in the water tank.

Han Shuangxue couldn't remember how the water tank shattered, how the contents in the tank poured all over the floor, how her feet were soaked by the light yellow liquid, maybe she overturned the water when she ran away in a hurry tank, or maybe the water tank itself shattered.In short, she only remembered that when the... person soaked in the water was washed to his feet by the poured liquid, his face was right in front of her.She found that she knew him, not only knew him, but also very familiar with him.

He is Chao Bofan.

What surprised Han Shuangxue herself was that when she saw the people around her appearing in front of her in such a form, she didn't scream or run away, but calmly reached out her hand to touch Chao Bofan's pulse, unexpectedly Among them, she only felt a pair of cold skin, and there was no pulse in the skin, not even...

People have been dead for a long time, but for some reason, they have not rotted.The corpse soaked in the water should have been pale and swollen, but the person in front of him was sallow and emaciated, or in other words, was slowly becoming emaciated as the yellow liquid that wasn't blood leaked out little by little.

With a creepy premonition, Han Shuangxue lifted off the soaked soft clothes with trembling fingers, and then she saw a scene she would never forget: under the clothes, there was a line extending up and down towards Bofan's abdomen. From the knife edge to the limbs, the knife edge is perfectly stitched with black thread, the thin and deep knife, the delicate stitching, is like carefully carving a piece of beautiful jade, rather than using the knife on a human body.But under such sutured skin, there is nothing inside, leaving only an empty skeleton, which has become a "skin" and "bone" in the true sense.

Hollowed out skin and bones.

Even the young master of Xueming Valley, even though she has witnessed countless traumas and internal injuries, even if she has been cut and boned, but in such a scene, Han Shuangxue...

Han Shuangxue woke up from the retching that seemed to be able to spit out her internal organs. The first moment she opened her eyes, she saw the same face.She trembled her hand in horror, and at the next moment, she stretched out her hand towards the fresh face with mixed sorrow and joy, but when she stretched it out in front of her eyes, she stopped.Averting her eyes, Han Shuangxue hid her eyes that had already turned red under the rapid transition of sadness and joy.

"Why is the young master falling asleep here?" Seeing that Han Shuangxue had woken up, Chao Bofan took back the coat that he was about to cover her body, and he sensitively noticed Han Shuangxue's expression, "Why? But a precognitive dream? "

Han Shuangxue didn't answer, but sat up from the reclining chair, covered her eyes with her hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Bofan, your mother..." Through the gap between her fingers, Han Shuangxue saw When the word "A Niang" came out, a strange emotion flashed in Chao Bofan's eyes. Han Shuangxue didn't continue to ask, "Cough, I'm sleepy, right? Cousin has already left?"

"Not yet," Chao Bofan also intentionally or unintentionally let go of Han Shuangxue's question, "Uncle Qin is still playing chess with Patriarch Chao Shao in the gazebo. If we want to leave, it will probably be later."

"...Hmm." Once again, Han Shuangxue avoided Chao Bofan's gaze.

. . .

gazebo.

"Going back to the capital so soon? Don't stay for a few more days? Don't look at my father and mother who look like they are eager for you to leave, but they are very reluctant in their hearts. If you leave like this, they will probably take me to teach you again. Fan, to relieve the anger of the eldest son's unfilial piety. Hey," Zhao Lu was talking absent-mindedly, and suddenly stopped holding Bai Zi's hand, "Zhazaza, Xiao Huihui, long time no see, but my chess skills have improved a lot. Look at it this way Come on, you haven't mingled with those princes and brothers from the capital."

"The four major talents of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, how can you not learn these when you are in the capital? Besides, He Yuxi played bad chess, but he is still an accidental chess idiot." Qin Hui straightened his sleeves and challenged them without much interest. Opening his eyelids halfway, he said, "The crown prince's birthday will be next month, and I, the crown prince, have to go back if I don't want to."

"Well, birthday." Zhao Lu scratched her cheek thoughtfully, and said a little funny for a moment, "You are a prince's servant, and you are not a prince's nanny, so you still have to take care of his birthday banquet?"

"The crown prince has reached the crown, and the marriage with the Yang family is on the agenda. It is a marriage on the surface, but in fact it is a formal alliance between the Yang family and the East Palace. Naturally, I, a little family member, have to go back to do odd jobs." Qin Hui's tone was still lazy, "By the way, the crown prince wants to accept all the concubines and concubines in one day."

"The main concubine and the side concubines are all accepted? Are they all members of the Yang family?"

"Well," nodded, "it's still a pair of sisters."

"With this current situation, the Yang family is almost surpassing the Liu family." Chao Lu smacked her lips, "This so-called eldest son born of Empress Liu was not treated well by his mother since childhood, but he has a very good relationship with Concubine Yang. Right now, I have to accept a pair of sisters from the Yang family in one go."

"It is estimated that this matter was intentionally done by His Majesty. It was strange to let Concubine Yang Guifei raise the crown prince, but now he is turning a blind eye to let the crown prince and the Yang family get closer," Qin Hui boredly reported Heizi to the case. Turning up, "It's likely that the Liu family, which has taken the position and position, can't tolerate being dominant, and they plan to support the Yang family to contend with it."

"Oh?"

"If it hadn't been for the mistakes made before, not only the crown prince would have to accept two Yang family members this time, but there might be an extra person surnamed Yang in His Majesty's back garden."

"Your Majesty still wants to accept concubines?" Zhao Lu raised her eyebrows with interest, "One in a few months, is he crazy about heirs?"

"is not that right?"

"But apart from the pair of sisters, is there still someone in the Yang family who is in the boudoir? Why don't I have any impression?"

"Concubine Yang has a younger sister from a concubine, and I heard that she looks quite handsome." Qin Hui patted Heizi who was spinning on the table, feeling a little bored, "but she was about to enter the palace for a draft a dozen or so years ago. At that time, there was an incident with an official of the current dynasty, and then the matter of entering the palace was over. The official was demoted under the coercion of all parties, and he was regarded as a family member of the Yang family. After that, he did not know He got involved with someone else, five or six years ago, including the Yang family and his only son, three members of the family lost their lives one after another, and it is still an unsolved case at the bottom of the box in Dali Temple."

"Zazaza, a wealthy family in the capital, how can you use the word 'chaos'?" Zhao Lu sighed.

"Hmm." Qin Hui replied, but he didn't know what the answer meant.

"What?" Zhao Lu threw Bai Zi back into the chess box, "You're so unhappy today, but you can't bear to leave home?"

"Hmm..." Qin Hui also curled his lips, dropped Hei Zi, and looked up at Chao Lu with a trace of unexplained worry in his eyes.

With a twitch of her eyelids, Zhao Lu guessed something: "Did you have a dream?"

Qin Hui didn't have time to answer in the future, because Han Shuangxue suddenly rushed to the gazebo with light work, propped half of him on the desk, and slapped half of the chess pieces away, and said something without panting.

After half a cup of tea.

Zhao Lu and Qin Hui looked at each other, drank the last drop of water in the glass, "So," raised his head, "Did you dream of Bo Fan... emptied and soaked in a water tank? It's the same as his mother's six years ago. ..."

"Exactly the same." Han Shuangxue filled in Chao Lu's words, "So, let me ask, what exactly happened that year? Who is his father? Who killed his mother and why? Why did things happen? Now, after six years, I am eyeing Bo Fan again? Is there any way to prevent everything from happening in the predictive dream? Six years ago, when Bo Fan was sent to be taken care of by Master and Aunt Qing, I was still young and I didn’t know many things , but I remember, Brother Hui and Sister Lu, you two should be..."

"Wait, wait," stretched out his hand towards the outcropping ground, blocking Han Shuangxue's string of questions, "Be safe and don't worry, let's take it step by step? Let me tell you first, do you still remember the time in your dream?" And the location? But in Xueming Valley?"

"...I can't remember clearly." Han Shuangxue took a deep breath, and sat back on the stool with some self-blame, "I only know that it was a bright sunny day, and the location was not in Xueming Valley."

"It's not in Xueming Valley." Qin Hui repeated these words, meaningfully forgot to glance at Chao Lu, and looked at Chao Lu so that the hairs all over his body stood on end. "Then besides the water tank and Bofan, have you ever dreamed about other people or things?"

"...No." Han Shuangxue collapsed in place like a deflated cowhide, "Sorry."

"There's nothing to be sorry about," Qin Hui sighed, "That's the case with precognitive dreams. You can only dream part of the scene, but you can never fully grasp the time, place, and person of the situation. If you could, then the Phantom Spirit Clan would have become gods long ago Yes. It’s just, Shuangxue, what you said about Bo Fan’s parents…” Handed the topic to Zhao Lu with his eyes.

"We don't know very well," Zhao Lu continued, "We only know that Bo Fan is our distant relative, and we have lived together with our mother Xu, who is also a phantom spirit clan. But I don't know what happened later. His mother died six years ago He died suddenly and tragically in a remote inn, and he was sent by the people of the clan to be taken care of by his father and mother. We even know nothing about his father except for his surname and the phantom spirit clan."

"Where is the clansman who sent him here? Who is it? Do you know about Bo Fan's family affairs?" Han Shuangxue asked eagerly as if grasping a life-saving straw.

"This..." Zhao Lu looked at Qin Hui for help, but Qin Hui just shook his head apologetically.

"Since the incident happened outside Xueming Valley, the only option is to ground him..." Han Shuangxue gritted her teeth and said, but froze after a while, "I can't do it even if I want to. It happened in Xueming Valley, but the body was presented outside the valley?" She rubbed between her brows angrily.

Seeing this, Qin Hui glanced at Zhao Lu, and there seemed to be some questions and suggestions conveyed in his eyes.

Zhao Lu nodded, shook his head again, and finally said: "Don't worry, since you have a dream, you can prevent problems before they happen, and we will definitely not let anything happen to Bo Fan." He patted his sister on the shoulder.

"...I hope." Han Shuangxue sighed deeply, stood up, and was about to leave.

"We will find out what happened six years ago and stop it." Before Han Shuangxue's figure completely disappeared from the pavilion, Zhao Lu said again.

After Han Shuangxue left, Zhao Lu looked at the woods behind her, and said helplessly, "Come out, I know you've been there for a long time."

The person who walked out following the sound of footsteps on the leaves was Chao Bofan with a complicated complexion.