After coming out of the Demon Palace, Qu Luo did not go back to Qu Mansion, but wandered into an unknown courtyard.
As a thief, the saddest thing is not knowing the way.
This was already the eight hundred and eighty-eighth time he had gotten lost in the palace. He had known that he should have arrested a eunuch to lead the way, but the eunuchs under the Seventh Prince were all wearing black cloaks, which was too eye-catching.
Just as I was thinking about it, a sudden burst of ethereal low singing came over...
"Shadow Ghost, Yin-Yang Road, don't look back, Qingming Diaozi, go to the grave..."
The sound was hollow and the lyrics were weird, making it very uncomfortable for my ears.
Qu Luo frowned, turned sideways, and saw a woman standing under the tree, holding a sword in her hand and dancing with a pale face.
"Hello!"
Qu Luo has always been informal and regards etiquette as nothing. He called out, but the woman didn't respond. She only waved her sword as if she was letting off steam!
"Miss, may I ask where this is?"
The woman finally raised her eyes. It was Liang Yuanyuan who was beautiful. When she saw Qu Luo, she was stunned for a moment, then she saluted with a red face: "Master Luo."
"Do you know me?" Qu Luo laughed evilly, and his handsome and extraordinary face slowly approached, with a bohemian charm on his face.
Liang Yuanyuan hummed, she had only seen Qu Luo once in Nangongyuan, and it was that side that made Liang Yuanyuan experience the feeling of a deer bumping into each other.
Everyone in the capital knew that Mr. Luo loved to play and never had a woman around him. He was not like His Highness the Third, who was gentle and approachable to everyone, nor was He like His Highness the Seventh, who was cold, mysterious and difficult to approach.
He is an elusive fire, evil and handsome that always makes people fall into him regardless of the consequences.
Liang Yuanyuan had long been interested in him. Now that she met him, she was naturally shy and wanted to say a few words to him. She nodded and put the sword behind her: "Mr. Luo, this is Fengming Garden, where the beautiful ladies live."
's territory.
"Oh?" Qu Luo raised his thin lips: "So this is Fengming Court..." He smiled and asked, "Which courtyard does Nangong Baiye live in?"
Hearing his question, the rosiness on Liang Yuanyuan's pretty face suddenly faded away, and her hand holding the sword tightened out of jealousy: "She lives in the backyard."
"Thank you." Qu Luo could clearly tell the difference between the front and the left. He smiled evilly, raised his long legs, turned around and took a step back, then stopped: "Did you see anyone singing just now?"
Liang Yuanyuan shook her head: "Sing a song? What song?"
"What shadow ghost? On the Yin-Yang Road, don't look back. On the Qingming Festival, go to the grave..." Qu Luo frowned and thought.
Bang!
Liang Yuanyuan dropped the sword in her hand, and her thin lips turned white as she said, "No, I didn't see anyone."
"Really...that's weird." Qu Luo muttered and left.
Liang Yuanyuan picked up the sword from the ground and looked around nervously. There was nothing in the big yard except the swaying winter plums.
But she still felt very uncomfortable...
He put away his sword and prepared to go back. When he just reached the entrance of the courtyard, he saw someone squatting under the corner of the wall and didn't know what she was doing. When he walked closer, he realized that she was burning paper.
Liang Yuanyuan was a little confused. Generally, paper burning was done in the middle of the night. Why did she choose to burn paper when it was almost dark?
Besides, this is the palace, isn't she afraid that someone will find out and slap her?
Liang Yuanyuan frowned, feeling that something bad had happened to her. She hugged her fur coat and tried to stay away from the old lady who was burning paper.
But if she wanted to enter the courtyard, she had to pass through the entrance.
In this way, she had to get closer. When she walked to the side of the old lady, she suddenly heard her muttering something in a low voice, which was not true. She didn't control her eyes and glanced subconsciously.
Under the dim yellow light, the old lady hunched her back, lowered her head, and kept filling paper money into the fire. A gust of wind blew, and a few pieces of paper money were picked up by the wind and whirled in the air, fluttering and flying.
It fell on Liang Yuanyuan's feet... Then, the old lady looked towards her, her old face was expressionless and pale, her eyelids were half-lidded, and she couldn't tell whether she was happy or unhappy.
Looks like my grandmother who passed away not long ago!
Liang Yuanyuan was startled and rushed into the yard without thinking.
She didn't dare to look back.
I could only run and run as hard as I could, until I was covered in cold sweat... I bumped into Nangong Rui'er who was walking.
Nangong Rui'er was obviously upset by her recklessness, but she didn't show it. Instead, she smiled sweetly and asked pretending to be concerned: "Yuanyuan, what's wrong with you? You look so bad?"
Liang Yuanyuan looked at her in a daze, and pointed behind her in panic: "Then, there..."
Nangong Rui'er looked at her finger and said with a smile, "What's going on there?"
Hearing this, Liang Yuanyuan looked back and took another look, only to find that the old lady who was burning paper was no longer there.
Nangong Rui'er patted her shoulder comfortingly, thinking with disgust in her heart, how long would this upstart's daughter continue to lean on her!?
"No, it's nothing." Liang Yuanyuan let out a long breath. Could it be that she was dazzled just now and saw something wrong?
No, impossible!
It is obviously such a real picture, how could I see it wrong!
Liang Yuanyuan tightened her dress tightly, raised her eyes towards Nangong Rui'er and showed a flattering smile: "Fourth Miss, can you give me a talisman? I always feel uneasy sleeping recently, afraid that there is something dirty in this palace."
Although Nangong Rui'er was born in Nangong Yuan, she was not very proficient in exorcism. Her grandfather once said that women generally do not have great attainments in this area, as long as her second brother who does not eat the fireworks of the world can inherit the mantle.
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However, she would still carry the talisman paper with her. After thinking about it, she asked the maid to take one and handed it to Liang Yuanyuan with bare hands: "Just stick it outside the door."
"Thank you, thank you Miss Fourth!" Liang Yuanyuan said gratefully.
Nangong Rui'er's eyes suddenly turned: "I also have a talisman here, and I will give it to you too. If you encounter anything, just stick this paper on her body. Then what do you want her to do, she will
will do whatever it takes.”
Liang Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment, took the talisman, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of her mouth...
Nangong Hongyan looked at all this in confusion. When Liang Yuanyuan walked away, she asked: "Sister, why are you so kind to her? She is just a general's daughter who has no airs. All the talismans given to her were wasted.
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"You girl, you forgot what mother just said so quickly." Nangong Rui'er took the plum blossoms she had just picked and picked the petals with her sharp nails: "You must learn to guide others to do things for you...Now,
Who do these show girls hate the most? If you take that talisman, who will you want to deal with first?"
"If I take that piece of talisman, I will make that little bitch make a fool of herself in public..." Before she could finish the word "Gan Xin", Nangong Hongyan suddenly realized and slapped her forehead, and then
He also laughed and shook Nangong Rui'er's arm with his little hand: "Sister, you are so smart!"
"Okay, let's go back early." Nangong Rui'er patted her hand, looking like a lady: "Listen to what Liang Yuanyuan said, it seems a little unclean here."
Nangong Hongyan's eyes widened: "Not clean? Should I tell my grandfather?"
"Grandpa is busy on weekdays. How can he have extra time to do this kind of thing? Besides, when others see dirty things, they are retribution for doing bad things. What does it have to do with us?" Nangong Rui'er didn't care at all.
In her eyes, only she is the most important. Whether others live or die has nothing to do with her.
Hearing what her sister said, the sense of responsibility as big as a grain of rice disappeared in Nangong Hongyan's heart, and she smiled happily: "That's right!"
"You, please pay more attention to choosing a concubine." Nangong Rui'er pinched her nose, a poisonous light flashed in her eyes: "As for the rest, we just have to wait for the good show tomorrow..."
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"Ah sneeze!"
Nangong Baiye retracted his face into his big fur hat because he was afraid of the cold, sneezed heavily, and rubbed the tip of his nose with his index finger unhappily... It seemed like he had a cold, it felt so uncomfortable!
"What are you doing?" As soon as he entered the yard, Qu Luo saw her holding three sticks of incense and poking them into the snow.
Nangong Baiye said angrily: "Today is the winter solstice. The winter solstice is actually also called the Winter Clothes Festival. At this time, in addition to people needing to wear more clothes and eat enough to stay healthy, the ghosts underground also need clothes and sacrifices. For them,
, if there are relatives in the world who can remember to offer them some incense, they will not be regarded as lonely ghosts. Therefore, the winter solstice is generally divided into human winter and ghost winter."
Qu Luo was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and his handsome face became solemn.
"Hey, why are you here?" Nangong Baiye turned around and asked him after finishing the incense.
Will the most elegant Mr. Luo admit that he got lost and broke in? Of course he will not admit it!
So I started to make excuses: "Well, I came to see you. After all, we have lived and died together."
Nangong Baiye twitched the corner of his mouth and ignored him.
Qu Luo asked again: "Where's Xiao Meow?"
"I went to play with Hei Si." Nangong Baiye responded lazily and sneezed again.
Qu Luo thought deeply for a while and then asked: "...Is he a ghost?"
Suddenly, Nangong Baiye's eyes flickered, and his pupils narrowed dangerously: "No."
Qu Luo touched the bridge of his nose and smiled evilly: "Aren't you so reactive?"
"Who told you?" Nangong Baiye also laughed and walked towards him step by step.
Qu Luo sensed the danger and betrayed His Highness without a second thought: "Your senior brother said so."
"He..." Nangong Baiye paused. It's not surprising that he knew Xiaomiao's identity, but... "You guys
How come this topic comes up?"
Qu Luo leaned back and leaned against the plum tree with a handsome smile: "Of course, His Highness Seventh Prince is very interested in you and asked me to do a little research. However, you are really unpredictable. Since you don't want to become a concubine,
Why are you still here for the draft? And you showed off your skills in the main hall!"
"Haha." Nangong Baiye chuckled: "Since you want to know, I'll tell you. It just so happens that I still have one less helper."
Qu Luo was stunned, wait a minute, why did he have a bad premonition?
Nangong Baiye raised her thin lips: "Do you know where the last scene of the death notice is? At the concubine selection ceremony, the emperor specially asked me to disguise myself and lurk for this purpose in order to find out the real murderer. As for why I wanted to show up in the main hall.
The lottery, firstly, is because I really don’t like to be plotted against, and secondly, it’s to attract the murderer’s attention. Now I’ve told you all the plans. Tomorrow morning, I’ll trouble the thief to pay more attention to the hunting ground.
Which one is more abnormal?"
Qu Luo looked at her and kept looking at her... Finally, he sighed deeply: "I have been pursued and admired by millions of girls since I was born. My mental pressure has always been great, okay, don't
You always bother me with trivial matters like this."
...Nangong Baiye started to hold his forehead with a headache.
Seeing that his success shocked Nangong Baiye, Qu Luo waved his long sleeves and wanted to take the opportunity to slip away.
"Master Luo." Nangong Baiye lowered his head, brushed off the snow on his body, and said with a smile: "If you don't cooperate, I can only turn around and tell my senior brother that there is a spy beside him, and he betrayed the information about his investigation of me.
Got me."
Qu Luo turned his head right away!
Nangong Baiye tapped his mouth gently with his index finger, smiling wantonly.
"I promise you!" Qu Luo said nonchalantly: "How much employment fee will you give me?"
Nangong Baiye smiled: "You want employment fees? Then pay me the hush money first."
Qu Luo choked:...
"Sneeze!" Nangong Baiye sneezed again.
Qu Luo raised the corner of his mouth: "I will help you this time, maybe you can watch a good show then." Since she did not enter the palace to choose a concubine, with the character of a certain highness, after knowing this matter... Haha,
Interesting and interesting!
Nangong Baiye didn't care what he was thinking. Seeing that it was getting dark, he asked him to go back quickly and stop wandering around the palace.
In fact, the palace is a place where resentment is deepest, and countless people have died because of injustice.
It's easy to come across dirty things.
Moreover, at first glance, Mr. Luo seems to be the kind of person who is light-hearted and prone to ghosts, but he also has the appearance of longevity... I don’t know how he was born.
After about a stick of incense, Nangong Baiye saw that Qu Luo had returned, and asked in confusion: "Why don't you leave?"
"I, ahem, will enjoy the snow scenery for a while longer." After Qu Luo finished speaking, he went out again.
After about another stick of incense, Mr. Luo's graceful figure appeared again, and Nangong Baiye smiled: "Qu Shen Thief."
"Hmm?" Qu Luo was thinking about what excuse to use this time.
Nangong Baiye put his hands outside the window, rested his chin on his arms, and curled his thin lips playfully: "Are you a road fool?"
Qu Luo was not embarrassed by being exposed. He spread his hands and revealed the evil spirit of the noble master: "People are like jade. If they are too perfect, they will appear ordinary..."
One of the two people stood inside the house, and the other stood outside the house, looking at each other from a distance, talking happily, as if they were interested in having a concubine.
In the distance, Liang Yuanyuan's eyes flickered back and forth at this scene, and deep jealousy surged out of her heart.
She is just better than a woman like Nangong Ruier.
Why would even this shabby shoe want to steal her limelight!
Slowly, Liang Yuanyuan narrowed her eyes, clutched the talisman in her hand, and let out a low and sinister smile...
Bang!
When Nangong Baiye saw the wind blowing outside, he locked the wooden window.
Mr. Luo was sent back to his home by the heroic young guards of the Hei family.
It was rare for Hei Si to have some leisure time, and it was cold outside.
Nangong Baiye simply left the little man behind and let him eat dumplings here for a while.
Eating dumplings during the Winter Solstice is a northern custom.
The show girls are all young ladies from big families, so they cannot be neglected.
In every room, there is an old lady who specializes in serving people and brings dumplings.
Nangong Xiaomiao knelt on the wooden chair, looking at the dumplings in Hei Xiaosi's bowl with her big eyes. She didn't eat them. She just held the bamboo chopsticks in her small mouth and straightened her body.
Hei Xiaosi raised his head and blew the dumpling expressionlessly before passing the dumpling to the little man's mouth.
But he didn't expect that Nangong Xiaomiao, who always liked eating snacks, would actually shake his little head.
The young master of the Hei family frowned for the first time: "You haven't eaten anything all day today."
"I'm not hungry." Nangong Xiaomiao took the rope and started to tie people up again.
The young master of the Hei family put down the chopsticks unhappily and repeated: "You haven't eaten anything all day today."
"I told you I'm not hungry." Nangong Xiaomiao became impatient. Without the red moisture, everything tasted tasteless.
The young master of the Hei family grabbed his arm: "If you don't want to eat, you won't be tied up."
"I told you, I'm not hungry!" Nangong Xiaomiao narrowed her eyes and suddenly jumped up.
Nangong Baiye turned aside, stuffed tomatoes into his mouth, touched his head with his hand, and comforted him again and again: "Be good..."
hiss……
Nangong Xiaomiao bit into the skin of the tomato.
The bright red liquid slides down the throat and is indescribably smooth.
Nangong Xiaomiao held the tomatoes and sucked them in big mouths, and her stiff little body also relaxed...the little body shrank into her mother's arms.
Nangong Baiye pinched his little face: "Why are you unhappy?"
Nangong Xiaomiao said nothing and looked at the young master of the Hei family with an aggrieved look.
Hei Si was surprised. What kind of kid was he? He lost his temper at others and felt aggrieved.
"I'm sorry..." Nangong Xiaomiao lowered her ears and spoke in a small voice.
Hei Si hummed and educated him: "You can't do it without eating."
"Then give it to me, I want to eat it!" Nangong Xiaomiao raised her eyes with bright eyes.
The young master of the Hei family, who had never served anyone before, hugged the little man who was slightly shorter than himself and began to feed him.
Children are innocent and never hold grudges. Even if they quarrel, they will make up quickly.
Nangong Baiye's eyes darkened. Xiao Miao had never been so irritable before. Could it be because the resentment around her was too deep?
And what happened to the blood he smelled before?
One mystery after another pressed into her mind.
Nangong Baiye tried to sort out his thoughts.
The first was the first death notice, which was mixed with the memorial and sent to the palace.
His Highness the Third Highness had already conducted an investigation before. According to the eunuch in charge of memorials, the underworld paper only appeared after it was sent to the palace.
In other words, all the ministers who wrote these memorials were cleared of suspicion.
There is only one possibility...the murderer is in the palace!
Nangong Baiye had already figured this out, but what she didn't understand at the time was the murderer's intention... Later, she felt that the murderer was looking for something, something that came out of the ancient tomb.
It is obvious that after Jiang Xin stole this thing, he did not keep it on himself, but gave it to others before he died.
Why did he give what he got to others? Or did he give it to others before he died?
There is only one situation under which people would do this kind of thing... and that is to save their lives!
Yes, he is saving his life!
Jiang Xin must have noticed something, for example, once he hands over that thing, it will no longer have any use value...
In other words, when Jiang Xin went to steal this thing, he was instructed by others!
But what does this have to do with murder?
What he wants is something, not murder.
Why not just force Jiang Xin to hand it over to him instead of going around in circles and causing so many fatal incidents?
Could it be that the murderer and the person looking for things are not the same person?
Nangong Baiye's thoughts gradually became clear!
That’s right!
She has been stuck in the mystery and can't think of a reason. It's because she thinks the murderer and the person looking for things are the same person, so she can't figure out his main purpose!
Now it's much simpler to think about it separately.
There are three characteristics of murderers.
One: I like to make death announcements before killing people.
Two: The people he killed were all people who had done evil things.
Three: The people who died under his hands were frightened to death by the ghosts of their enemies.
what is this?
Do you want to tell everyone that evil will be punished?
Nangong Baiye raised her thin lips. She thought the murderer must be a very proud person, even a little smart.
If there is a chance, she would like to get to know him (her).
However... she would not be naive enough to think that his purpose was simply to promote good and eliminate evil.
There must be something else that I haven’t thought of!
Nangong Baiye rubbed his sore temples, sneezed several times in succession, and drank a bowl of hot tea with his head raised.
When they came back to their senses, the two little people had already finished the dumplings in the bowl. Nangong Xiaomiao wiped his mouth with oil, but it did not affect his dignity at all.
Nangong Baiye picked up the handkerchief and wiped it for the little man: "Classmate Xiaomiao, I thought you were mature enough to take care of yourself."
"I have a mother." Nangong Xiaomiao shook her little body, with a proud look on her face: "I also have a pet Hei Xiaosi, I can just leave this kind of thing to you."
Nangong Baiye was ashamed, why did she always feel that her son's thinking and logic were becoming more and more like her perverted senior brother?
"Mother?" Nangong Xiaomiao touched her red face: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Nangong Baiye grabbed the little hand and bit it: "It's okay. You and Hei Si will go to bed early in a while. We will have a hunting competition tomorrow. You will wake up very early."
"Yeah!" Nangong Xiaomiao nodded her head heavily.
Nangong Baiye touched his head: "And... son, I know this request is a bit difficult, but I hope you can try to control yourself next time, okay?"
"Without Honghong to eat, Xiaomiao will become unlike himself." Nangong Xiaomiao curled her lips.
Nangong Baiye quickly hugged the little man into his arms, reached out and patted him: "Mother knows, I don't blame Xiao Miao."
"So, mother, hurry up and find a very rich father to take care of us!" Nangong Xiaomiao clenched two small fists.
Nangong Baiye:......
"Otherwise, go find the uncle you ganged up with last time. I heard Hei Xiaosi said that his family doesn't have enough money to spend." Nangong Xiaomiao became more and more excited as she talked.
Nangong Baiye squinted his eyes and smiled: "I see your scalp is itchy again!"
"Ah ah ah, don't come here!" Nangong Xiaomiao held her head and started running around the room, shouting: "Hei Xiaosi, stop her quickly! Otherwise, you won't be able to see my handsome hairstyle!"
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The young master of the Hei family didn't even move. In the end, he couldn't stand it anymore. He slammed his fist on the wooden table and said expressionlessly: "If you don't sleep, you will fight."
Snap!
The table foot is stepped on...
The big and small couple looked at each other, touched the bridge of their noses, and went to the bed obediently.
There happened to be two beds in this room, which were originally prepared for the beautiful lady and her maids.
Normally, Nangong Baiye and Nangong Xiaomiao sleep on the same bed.
Today, it's different.
With a happy expression, Nangong Xiaomiao tied the young master of the Hei family to his little bed, and rubbed it with satisfaction before falling into a deep sleep.
Nangong Baiye also went to bed earlier than usual because he felt unwell, covering himself with a big quilt, covering his delicate face.
In the dead of night, a faint shadow swept into the room quietly like mist...
Hei Si immediately opened his eyes, looking at the person with black gem-like eyes.
The visitor's black-gloved hand pressed on the sexy thin lips and made an elegant shushing motion.
When Hei Si saw it was him, he turned around and continued sleeping without even trying to untie the ropes around his body.
The shadow dragged its black robe, walked to Nangong Baiye's bedside, looked down at the sleeping girl, and raised an evil arc at the corner of its mouth,
Then, the visitor sneered slightly, then opened the curtain and lay down on her bed...
A message for readers: Three or more quantities are combined into one chapter. My mouse is broken and it is difficult to operate, so I can only post like this. Ahem, hug them all and chew them. You can imagine for yourself, tomorrow day and night, we will see His Highness together.