Qiucao didn't respond to him. It wasn't until she unlocked and pushed the door open that she turned her head to glance at him and said, "You will definitely follow me anyway, right?"
That’s right!
Mu Zi grinned, showing his white teeth, but before the smile lasted for two seconds, his whole face fell down again, and he looked at Qiucao sadly.
Qiucao stepped into the courtyard and walked forward while looking around. After a few steps, she found that she was leaning against herself. She had been so quiet all the time and suddenly stopped saying anything. She turned her head in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"I don't like it here." Mu Zi finally stood up straight, looked around and said.[
"Why?" Qiucao looked at the disgust between his eyebrows and remained calm.
"The smell of blood is too strong." Mu Zi followed Qiucao as he moved in the yard, his eyebrows frowning deeper and deeper.
"The smell of blood?" Qiucao looked around. After Mu Zhaozhang entered the palace, the house became empty. However, it did not look abandoned. Instead, it looked very neat. Gu Huan probably sent someone to clean it regularly.
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Qiucao stopped at the entrance of the dungeon and looked back at Muzi, "The dungeon is below. Do you want to stay here and wait for me?"
"How can that be done?" Muzi jumped up and hugged her waist tightly with both hands, "It's just a little smell of blood, and it won't kill anyone!"
Qiucao smiled, opened the dungeon door, and walked in.
As soon as he stepped into this ghostly place that was so dark that it was almost as dark as the middle of winter, Mu Zi immediately felt that his decision just now was absolutely correct. Even a grown man like him couldn't help but shiver at the sight of such a gloomy and miserable place.
How could Qiucao be allowed to come in alone?
A gust of cold wind blew in from the entrance, brushing their backs with a chill. The two of them stopped involuntarily and looked back.
"Princess, why do you want to come here?" Muzi looked around, opened his arms and hugged her, blocking the wind that came from the entrance, and then walked inside step by step.
The cold wind just now made Qiucao's mind slightly clearer. With the help of the faint light, she raised her head slightly and looked at the expressions of the people around her, "Do you remember Mr. Gu's wife?"
"Gu Huan's wife?" Mu Zi frowned, thinking of the woman with a long scar on her face, "Why did you suddenly mention her?"