Ru Liu thought for a while and said: "When I was at home, I heard that black cats are more evil than other cats. The Persian cat that died under the master's chair, although it was originally white, was completely black when it died.
Even the hair is no exception, and the appearance of death is terrifying." At this point, Ruliu himself got goosebumps, but he still finished what he said later, "Could it be that it was unwilling to die, so it entangled its master?
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Mr. Shu Mulu suddenly tightened his grip on the brocade quilt, and his face looked a little unsightly, "Are you saying that a ghost is causing trouble?"
"Yes, otherwise why would the master always think of it for no reason and have nightmares?" The more Ru Liu thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she quickly lit up all the lights that had been extinguished before, so that the room would be filled with light, otherwise she would be there.
In this kind of darkness, she always had the illusion that a ghost would come out at any time.
Seeing that Mr. Shumulu didn't speak, she whispered: "Master, why don't we ask someone to perform a ritual to free it, so that it won't keep pestering Master."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Shu Mulu suddenly looked over, her gloomy gaze making Ru Liu's heart tremble, "What's wrong, Master?"
"If another person had said this, I would have definitely thought that he was deliberately trying to harm me. Where do you think this place is? Can monks and Taoists enter the palace intentionally? No one outside the harem can enter the palace unless ordered by the emperor. You are
Do you want me to follow Concubine Xi’s example and fake the imperial edict, or do you want me to tell the emperor that I suspect that I am being haunted by a cat spirit, so I want to hire someone to save me? Doesn’t that mean I have to give Concubine Xi a reason to catch me?”
This series of questions left Ruliu speechless. At the same time, he realized that what he had just said was too hasty. He lowered his head and muttered: "This slave made a mistake, please forgive me, Master."
Seeing her like this, Mrs. Shumulu sighed and said slowly: "I know you are worried about me, but you must remember that the palace is no different than outside. You have to be extremely careful about everything you say and do, and you must not make any mistakes.
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"This slave knows." After saying this, Ruliu suddenly looked at Shu Mulu and said: "Listening to what the master is saying now, and then thinking about the scene when the slave first met the master, the changes are really big. If the slave had not been following the master, he would have been
I can’t believe it’s the same.”
Recalling his past self, Mr. Shumulus seemed to be looking at someone else with an indescribable strangeness. He asked sadly: "Which one of you do you think is better?"
Ru Liu thought for a long time before saying: "I think it doesn't matter whether it's good or not, but there is no doubt that the current master is more suitable to survive in the harem. If the master still has the same temperament as before, I'm afraid..."
"I'm afraid you've already died without a burial place, right?" Regarding Shu Mulu's words, Ruliu didn't nod or shake her head. After a while, she said sadly: "If you can't ask anyone to save you, then the master will always be entangled by the cat spirit.
What should I do? If this continues, won’t the master be unable to sleep well every night?”
"Mao Ling!" Mrs. Shumulus slowly spat out these two words, with a cold look in her eyes. After a while, she suddenly got out of bed and took out a delicate dagger inlaid with precious stones from under the red sandalwood cabinet behind the bed.
Seeing the dagger in Shu Mulu's hand, Ruliu was shocked and rushed over to hold her hand down and said, "Master, what do you want to do?"
Shumulu signaled Ru Liu to let go, then held the handle of the dagger and pulled it out of the scabbard. Looking at the bright and sharp blade, a fierce light gradually appeared in his eyes, "Whether it's a cat spirit or evil, in the final analysis
, are all shady things that cannot be put on the real stage. If I invite a mage to come, it means that I am afraid of them, and it will only make them more arrogant."
Ru Liu said uneasily: "But who can subdue these things except the mage."
Shu Mululu sneered and put the dagger under the pillow, "The Queen, Concubine Xi, Concubine Qian, none of these people want me dead with all their heart, but I am not living well, so I don't believe that a dead cat can be evil.
How can you get me? If it comes again, I will kill it again!"
Ru Liu glanced around and said uneasily: "Master, aren't you afraid?"
"Afraid." Mrs. Shumulu's answer puzzled Ru Liu. If she was afraid, why would she say something like killing him again? If it were her place, she would have avoided it.
"I'm afraid, but I can't be afraid. Now it's just a dead cat. If I am so afraid that I can't sleep and eat without taste, what will I do if a person dies in the future? Besides, as a nobleman, I
I don’t believe in the emperor’s woman
These evil spirits are so bold and dare to hurt me!" Saying this, Mrs. Shumulu went to bed and lay down. With trembling hands, she reached under the pillow and held the dagger. She said word by word: "I want the lives of Concubine Xi and Concubine Qian.
It’s decided, so I absolutely can’t be afraid!”
Rather than saying these words to Ruliu, she said them to herself. She forced herself to put away all fear and wavering.
From the moment she gave Yinzhen the medicine, she had already embarked on a road of no return. She could not look back or regret, she could only go all the way. Fear would only slow down her pace, so she must not be afraid!
However, she put the dagger under her pillow not just to embolden her courage. Since ancient times, sharp knives have been used to suppress evil spirits, so that ghosts and gods dare not approach easily. Although this dagger is not a hand-me-down, Yinzhen gave it to her before.
When she was young, out of curiosity, she tried the sharpness of a dagger, blowing and breaking her hair.
I don't know whether the evil spirit was afraid of the dagger, or whether there was no evil spirit at all, but Shumulus was just guilty and afraid, but after all, he didn't have any more nightmares in the middle of the night.
Early the next morning, after Mrs. Shumulu had freshened up, she took Ruliu to the Yongshou Palace. The palace attendants outside were all surprised when they saw her coming. They knew very well what kind of relationship their master had with her, and they didn't usually go there.
If we don't interact with each other, how can we expect such a wise and noble person to come here today?
Surprised, but the etiquette still had to be done. The two looked at each other, then approached him and said, "Minions have seen Mr. Hui Gui."
Mr. Shumulu nodded and said: "Go in and make a call, saying that I have something to do and come to see the concubine Qian. Please give her a favor."
"Hey." The palace servants agreed, and one of them walked quickly to the palace and reported the matter to Mr. Liu who was teasing the sixth elder brother.
As soon as she heard Shu Mulu's name, Mrs. Liu immediately frowned and asked in confusion: "What is she doing here?"
Haitang said at the side: "Could it be that she is here to demonstrate to the master? The Dai Jia family has been deposed, leaving only her and Wu family in Jingren Palace. If the emperor wants to choose one person to be the head of Jingren Palace, it must be her."
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Before Mrs. Liu could speak, Aunt Jin had already shaken her head and said, "There's not even a trace of this matter. What's the point of showing her power? Besides, I don't think Hui Gui is such a flamboyant person. There should be other reasons."