Scholar Who Walks the Night

? After Prime Minister Cui returned to Kaijing, he hastily settled Mingxi and rushed to the underground palace to have an audience.

The ghost, wearing a rust-red black robe sprinkled with flowers, was leaning on the throne, resting one hand on the chair handle, and slowly sipping from a jasper cup full of blood with the other. Two young women were waiting politely beside him.

The tall and slender woman, wearing a plum-red beaded veil, revealing most of her fat breasts, and a charming and charming woman is Zheng Yinji, the adopted daughter of Qingzhou governor. Wearing a soft silver lily skirt, smoky eyebrows, lotus eyes, and a demure and bookish air, this is Shin Yunxiu, the direct niece of Chang Shi in the court.

The beautiful woman sent by the two adults to please the ghost, the ghost did not kill it, but stayed by her side to serve her a bowl of blood. Cui Lingxiang felt very crisis, and was afraid of being vying for favor, so in order to show his loyalty, he took the initiative Asked the ghost to track down the traitors in the court, but suspected of finding Jin Shenglie during the pursuit, he immediately notified his subordinates to report to the ghost.Then he accidentally fell into a coma after being injured by a traitor, and was later rescued by Mingxi.

It's a pity that the initiative to invite Ying this time failed very badly. Not only was the traitor not caught, but the ghost came all the way after receiving the message, but he didn't even see Jin Shenglie.

Cui Lingxiang was deeply afraid that the ghost would turn him into a meal in his rage, and knelt on the ground trembling as soon as he entered the gate of the underground palace.

The ghost handed the empty cup to Yin Ji who was beside him, looked at Cui Zhezhong who was kneeling and shivering at his feet, and snorted coldly, "The prime minister's injury is healed?"

"My lord atones for my sins, but the old minister is not good at doing things..."

"Hmph, it's quite unfavorable, it seems that nothing has been done..."

The ghost stood up, playing with a silver dagger inlaid with jewels in his hand, and slowly walked down the steps.

Cui Ling knew that he was moody and could cut someone's neck at any time, so he was too scared, "My lord, spare my life, this old minister is willing... to dedicate the newly adopted daughter to your lord..."

"Professed daughter?" The ghost stopped in his tracks and sneered, "You think I'll take care of you."

"Although the woman was born in the mountains and countryside, she is really beautiful. Why don't you go back to the mansion with the old minister to have a look, if you are really dissatisfied, it will not be too late to kill the old minister..."

Just at noon, the sun was just right, the ghost was dressed in a colorful and dark flower smoked shirt, a brocade belt around his waist, and a black hat on his head. He was led by Cui Zhezhong, with his hands behind his back, and walked slowly through the Chaoshou corridor of Cui's mansion, through the white marble The hanging flower door came to the inner house.An indescribably sweet smell hit through the thin phoenix-winged wooden door, and the ghost, attracted by the sweet and bloody smell, stretched out his tongue and licked Dan's lips unconsciously.

Followed by Cui Lingxiang, he knocked on the door and called for someone with a wink. There was a whisper in the room, and the wooden door was pushed open. .

After lunch, Mingxi was wearing a hibiscus-colored mandarin duck short jacket prepared by Cui's mother, and a silk skirt embroidered with moonlight flowers in Suzhou. She was half lying on the bed and studying in the green silk. Just as she was sleepy and ready to take a nap, she heard Yi Father's knock on the door called out the voice.

After opening the door in response, the man wearing a black hat outside the door slowly raised his head. The enchanting and charming face that was as beautiful as the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, with temples cut like wind, eyebrows like ink paintings, and eyes better than stars jumped into his eyes. He stepped back, staggered and almost fell.

The ghost stepped forward to support her, and said in a low and gentle voice, "Are you okay..."

Mingxi froze on the spot with fear in his eyes, the ghost looked at her horrified expression, and asked suspiciously, "You...know me...?"

Ming Xi hurriedly stood up straight and got away from his right hand that was supporting her fragrant shoulder, lowered her head and narrowed her eyes, and said softly, "The little girl was amazed by the figure of the young master Long Zhang Fengbiao, but she doesn't know the young master."

The ghost looked at his right hand, reminiscing about the soft and jade-scented touch just now, a little reluctantly.

Hearing her reply in a soft voice, he squinted his phoenix eyes and questioned, "No, why do I think you know me..."

Ming Xi clenched the corner of his skirt, trying to stabilize his trembling body, thinking about how to deny it, Cui Lingxiang said, "Daughter, why don't you please come in and sit down."

Hearing this, Ming Xi raised his head and looked at him sternly, "Father was joking, how can you let outside men enter your daughter's boudoir at will."

Cui Zhezhong, who choked on these words, blew his beard and stared, but he couldn't refute.

After a moment of stalemate, Guixian smiled softly, and said softly, "Miss is right, I was the one who was abrupt."

After saying that, he gave her a polite nod and exited the door.

Cui Lingxiang glared at her, then hurriedly followed behind the ghost and left.

Ming Xi closed the phoenix-winged wooden door tightly and fell limp on the ground. He didn't realize it, he didn't realize it. His kindness actually saved a Zhongshan wolf. This is to dedicate his savior to the evil spirits.

Ghosts are really heartless monsters, who tortured her back then would have been worse than death, and after more than a hundred years, they have completely forgotten her, I don't know whether it is luck or misfortune.