As soon as he opened his eyes, the master of metaphysics became the vicious stepmother of four oil bottles Chapter 485: The Female Ghost Who Laughs Crazy
His eyes widened and he asked in disbelief: "Are you the daughter of Master Shen? Are you the daughter of Master Shen?"
Meng Qiyun wiped off the water droplets on his face, looked into his eyes, and asked in a sultry voice: "What? Doesn't it look good?"
"It's not that different, why are you..."
The man pointed at her and then at the lotus pond, "Why are you here?"
"Do you still need to ask this kind of question?"
Meng Qiyun said confidently: "Of course it's too hot, so I jumped in and took a shower. Can't I take a shower?"
Anyway, there was no way she could admit to such a humiliating thing as falling into the water, even to her death!
The man was stunned for a moment, then nodded wildly, "Oh... the weather is quite hot..."
As he spoke, he used his hand as a fan and pretended to fan it a few times.
"Hahaha..." Sicheng finally couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing, holding his stomach. He never expected that the aloof Master Shen would have such a lovely daughter.
Look at the little girl's arrogant and tough-tongued look, she's so cute!
Meng Qiyun: "..."
Why don't you just fall into the water? What's so funny!
At this time, the little eunuch who rushed over broke the deadlock: "Sir Sicheng, Master Hui of Yicui Pavilion may have encountered something dirty. How about you send two people over to take a look?"
"Okay, I'll go over there after I finish taking care of the things at hand."
After seeing off the palace maid, Sicheng bent down and said to Meng Qiyun with a smile: "Miss Yun, you go to the Star Picking Pavilion to rest first, and I'll ask the palace maid to help you change into clean clothes, okay?"
"No." Meng Qiyun simply rejected him, "I want to go to Yicui Pavilion to catch ghosts!"
Sicheng choked, why is this kid so tough?
"Miss Yun, be obedient, ghosts are not good things and will eat children!"
Meng Qiyun: "..."
Did this person deceive her into thinking she was a three-year-old child?
The little girl touched the bell on her waist, hooked her fingers on the red rope and shook it twice, then pointed behind Sicheng, smiled slightly and said: "Uncle, big man, look back."
Sicheng looked back without knowing why, and saw two chubby faces grinning at him. One of them had two strings of black snot hanging from his nose.
"Fuck, ghost!"
Sicheng screamed and jumped up in fright.
Meng Qi touched his chin calmly and said to the fat ghost with a runny nose: "Second Fatty, how many times have I told you to pay attention to personal hygiene. Next time you go out with two tubes of snot, I will clean your nose." Peel it!"
Er Pang pursed his lips and said aggrievedly, "Isn't it too hasty to come out? I will definitely not do it next time."
The disciples in Zhaixing Pavilion are all very skilled in cultivation, and most of them have opened their heavenly eyes and can see ghosts, so they naturally heard the conversation between Meng Qiyun and the two fat ghosts.
Other children would be scared to death when they saw a ghost, but it was better for her to just accept the ghost as her little brother.
She is indeed the daughter of Master Shen.
Although she is not very bright, her style of doing things is quite like her mother's, not bad, not bad...
Meng Qiyun still didn't know that he had been labeled as having a weak brain but a strong ability. He asked Sicheng expressionlessly: "Can you take me to catch ghosts now?"
Sicheng swallowed hard and said, "Okay, but don't you want to change your clothes?"
"Don't change it, it'll be cooler like this!"
Sicheng: "...Okay then."
Daju, who was swinging wildly on the shore, saw his little master was about to leave, and followed him with a meow, wagging his tail and making a flattering sound.
Meng Qiyun glanced at it indifferently, with disgust written on his face, "You go away, I am not as stupid a cat as you."
Day after day, nothing was accomplished.
Daju pretended to be stupid, wagging his tail more cheerfully, wagging and rubbing against Meng Qiyun.
Meng Qiyun looked forward with his head held high, pretending not to see.
The group of people soon arrived at the haunted Yicui Pavilion. As soon as they entered the palace gate, they heard a string of weird laughter coming from inside. It was so unnerving that it made people's skin crawl.
The eunuch serving at Yicui Pavilion explained with a grimace: "Hui Gui has been laughing for most of the day from morning until now, and his mouth is crooked in laughter!
The imperial doctor came and checked the pulse but could not find the cause of the disease. Please check to see if there is something dirty."
While they were talking, several people arrived at Huimei's bedroom. Before they entered the door, a gloomy air hit their faces.
Meng Qiyun noticed something unusual, his eyes lit up, and he rushed in like the wind.
I saw a young woman with disheveled hair and a white gauze skirt sitting on the open space in the hall. The woman was holding a wine pot in her left hand and a wine glass in her right hand. She took a sip of wine and laughed a few times, as if she was crazy.
"Why are you drunk now?" The eunuch patted his thigh anxiously and quickly called two palace maids to grab the wine glasses.
While pulling, the wine bottle was accidentally broken, water stains fell on the woman's chest, and the thin gauze garment instantly became transparent.
Sicheng glanced at her, then quickly withdrew with a blushing face, and urged the palace servant: "Help Master Hui change some clothes first, and then I will go in to check."
"Why bother?"
Meng Qiyun hummed softly, reached into his arms and dug around, and took out a handful of wet talismans.
Then he picked out a talisman and handed it to the eunuch who was leading the way, saying, "Put this on her forehead."
The eunuch did as he was told, but the woman with the talisman still did not calm down. Jie Jie laughed and grabbed the wine glass from the palace man's hand.
He still yelled vaguely: "Cheers, cheers! Today is a good day, we will not go home until we are drunk!"
Sicheng was afraid of hurting the little girl's self-esteem, so he comforted her: "The talisman may have been damaged by the blisters. It's okay. Just watch from the side. I'll set up an array to collect the ghosts later."
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light burst out from Meng Qiyun's fingertips and landed accurately on the talisman in front of the woman's forehead.
The vermilion pattern on the talisman suddenly lit up, and at the same moment, the woman screamed and collapsed to the ground in pain.
After a moment, a female ghost with disheveled hair crawled out of Huimei's body.
The female ghost didn't seem to realize that she was about to be in disaster. She waved her arms and smiled happily, "My Yu'er is still alive, my Yu'er is still alive, Jie Jie Jie..."
Yu'er?
Meng Qiyun had a bold guess in his mind. He walked up to the female ghost and asked, "Who are you? Who is Yu'er in your mouth?"
The female ghost laughed and replied: "I am Yu'er's mother, and Yu'er is my son."
Meng Qiyun: "..."
A good answer is the same as no answer.
At this time, Sicheng identified the female ghost's identity, "This...isn't this Han Zhaoyi?"
Han Zhaoyi is Meng Qiyu’s biological mother.
After the third prince passed away unexpectedly, Han Zhaoyi cried every day, every day, until she could not think about food or tea, and finally cried herself to death.
The emperor felt that she was really pitiful, and after her death, she was named Concubine Shu and buried in the imperial mausoleum.
All in all, why did this concubine Shu, who had been dead for several years, suddenly run away from the palace?
Sicheng bowed to her politely and asked: "Ms. Concubine Shu, you suddenly appeared, but what are your unfulfilled wishes?"
The female ghost was still grinning. It took her a long time to realize that Sicheng was talking to her. She finally stopped her smile and said, "I... I'm here to see Yu'er, and then I'll leave." This chapter has been completed!