The lights in Rong'an Hall are bright, since the death of Mother Lin, the old lady's temper has become more and more irritable, often nightmares at night always shouting that there are ghosts, and the lights are always held until dawn at night, but they are still not stable at night, and it is the same today.

A gust of night wind blew, and all the lights in Rong'an Hall were instantly extinguished, and the old lady, who was in bed and closed her eyes to recuperate, but didn't dare to fall asleep at all, sat up suddenly, and shouted loudly, "Someone is coming!" ”

The answer to her was a dead silence, accompanied by the sound of the night breeze blowing through the curtains, eerie and weird, the old lady remembered that she had clearly ordered Su Fen to close the window before going to sleep, if the wind blew open the window, she would definitely be able to hear the sound, why did the window suddenly open now?

Thinking of this, the old lady's heart jumped, and she suspected that she had fallen asleep unconsciously, and then fell into a nightmare again, so the Rong'an Hall, which was brightly lit all night, would be pitch black, so the window would suddenly open without warning.

Wake up, wake up......

The old lady silently ordered herself, not wanting the candle on the low table next to the bed to turn on, the old lady's eyelids jumped violently, and swept around, only then did she make sure that she was not dreaming, the candle was really extinguished, and now it was bright again, no-

When the old lady realized that something was wrong, a black shadow in the corner of the wall suddenly broke into her eyes, as always, snow-white robes, black hair, and when she turned around, she would reveal a miserable white, but overwhelmed face—

In the past two years, the old lady didn't know how many times she had such a dream, and she barely suppressed her fear and calmed down, "I have already burned paper money for you and done Dharma deeds." Don't pester me anymore, so that you can be reincarnated."

The black-stampered figure in the corner turned around, revealing the old lady's face of incomparably familiar and incomparably disgusted. Although the old lady had seen it countless times in her dreams, she was still trembling in shock, subconsciously shrunk into the quilt, and hissed, "It's the trouble you brought on yourself, and I can't help it, I can't ignore the safety of the entire Wenchang Marquis Mansion." I can't help it! ”

"I didn't cause trouble—"

The old lady cried and screamed, she didn't expect the "female ghost" to talk to her, but it was good to talk. As long as she is willing to speak, she can convince her!

"Then the precious man," the old lady shuddered unconsciously, "as soon as she speaks." The foundation of our Wenchang Marquis Mansion for several lifetimes is complete. The boss will definitely not survive, what good can anyone else get, that is, your daughter, such a person can tolerate a child of unknown origin? Sooner or later, it will be death, how good it is now, if you die, that person will naturally forget, and the people in the Wenchang Marquis Mansion can survive. Your daughter will survive, I told you. She and the Wen family's thirteen langs are married, the Wen family is high and powerful, Wen Shisanlang is handsome and good, and the princess can't get such a son-in-law, what else are you worried about? I promise to give the big girl a dowry, and marry her to the Wen family in a beautiful way, you can rest assured——"

"I didn't cause trouble—"

"After so many years, the boss has not been able to forget you, because of you, you treat my mother as an enemy, what do you want, what are you still dissatisfied with, what do you still want?"

"I didn't cause trouble—"

The old lady babbled a lot and said a lot, and found that no matter what she said, the "female ghost" was just a sentence, "I didn't cause trouble-" My heart moved, isn't this "female ghost" not at all in the world and can't let go of things, but she is not angry that she died innocently in vain?

Thinking of the past two years, almost night after night, night after night, the old lady's eyes suddenly burst out with a scorching light, "You have not caused trouble, but as long as the saint still thinks of you, even if it is just a whim one day, it will be a catastrophe for our Hou Mansion, how can our small Wenchang Hou Mansion compete with the monarch of a country?" What's more, is it the saint who looks at you first? If it weren't for the fact that the saint, who was still the prince at the time, wanted to go to the frontier to earn military merits, and Yu Guogong took the opportunity to coax the boss to marry you, how could our little Wenchang Marquis Mansion marry a daughter-in-law like you? I don't know at all, knowing that if I borrow 10,000 guts, I don't dare to welcome the Holy One back to my house and cuckold the Holy One! If you want to blame your father, the good princess won't let you be, I have to send you to our pengmen humble family, I muttered at the time, the only girl in Yu Guogong's mansion, how can she hurry up to marry into our house, and hurry up, at that time, I only thought that you had an accident with a pariah, Yu Guogong found the boss top tank, and I also recognized it, who knew that it was the current prince, the saint in the future! If you want to blame your father, it's him who is crazy, the thousands of noble princesses don't let you do it, you have to be a declining Mrs. Hou, and it also affects the daughter of you who should be a princess, if she marries the Wen family as a princess, who in the Wen family dares to look down on her......"

The old lady said similar things back and forth nervously, but Shu Moci didn't want to listen to it anymore, waved her hand, and the old lady fell down silently, Qingyun knelt with her head down, and the consternation on her face couldn't dissipate for a long time, so the thirteenth master they thought had lowered his body to marry the daughter of the declining Hou Mansion is a golden branch and jade leaf, and the thirteenth master is a high climb? And if it's a princess, it's not called marrying, it's Shang, right?

Qingyun remembered Wen Shuliu's joke about the "little white face", saying that if this person's identity is in the daylight, the thirteenth master is a proper little white face, right?

After a long time, Shu Moci put down his right hand holding his temples and said lightly, "Let's go."

Qingyun saluted, stepped forward to straighten her cloak, wrapped it tightly, and then picked her up and jumped out of the window.

Qingyun took Shu Mo to resign from the Pujia Pavilion, and returned to the Chunhui Pavilion in a soft sedan chair, and the soft sedan chair stopped in front of the Half Moon Pool, but after a moment's work, all the irrelevant people retreated, leaving only Yingluo and Qingyun, Shu Mo let out a long sigh, "Qingyun, you have heard everything about today, go back to Wenfu now, and tell the thirteenth brother word for word."

Qingyun protected Shu Mo for two years, and she figured out her temperament, knowing that most of the results would be the result, so she responded and disappeared into the night silently.

"Yingluo, you go back first, I'll sit for a while and go back."

Yingluo knew that she would not be able to persuade Shu Moci, so she carefully placed the lantern on the guardrail by the Half Moon Pool, and laid a brocade mat on the place where Shu Moci usually sat and fed the fish, so she entered Luochuan Building uneasily.

Shu Moci sat down slowly, staring at the dark and secluded water of the Half Moon Pool, all the things in the past and present lives kept flashing in his mind, and finally fixed on the old lady's "princess" again and again——(To be continued......)