At two o'clock, after Song Qingyan fainted, he woke up at the chrysanthemum banquet.

He frowned, listened to the words of the two women in front of him, and looked down at the light blue dress on his body.

After Yu Huan'er finished speaking, she asked, "How is my cousin?" Would you like to come with us? ”

Song Qingyan's eyebrows narrowed slightly, accepted the reality that he had changed bodies with the little girl again, raised his eyes and asked, "What are you looking at?" ”

Yu Huan'er patiently replied: "The haunted firewood room in the county king's mansion." ”

"I've inquired about everything, and now there's no one in the backyard, so we'll take a look and come back."

Song Qingyan refused: "Don't go." ”

Yu Huan'er lowered her face coldly: "Weren't you still curious just now?" Why didn't you go again? ”

Song Qingyan also lowered his face: "If you have nothing to do, you can enjoy the chrysanthemum, don't pestle in front of me." ”

The words fell, and he stepped aside.

The palace maid hurriedly followed.

Yu Huan'er stared at the back of his head angrily: "Hua Ruan'er is too much!" ”

Yu Yun'er bit her lip: "I said she wouldn't go with us." ”

"I don't believe it! When my grandfather was alive, he said that Hua Ruaner liked to listen to folklore the most, and if he liked to listen to it, he would naturally be curious! ”

Yu Huan'er caught up with Song Qingyan: "Cousin! ”

Song Qingyan was a little annoyed.

He stopped in front of a small patch of bright yellow chrysanthemums, and his brain wondered why they had exchanged souls again.

Sensing that someone around him had stopped, he turned sideways, his eyes slightly cold: "Lead the way." ”

The two people of Shangshufu are used to targeting the little girl, and now they are so active that there must be a conspiracy.

Then he might as well take the plan and defuse this threat for the little girl.

Yu Huan'er was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "I knew you wouldn't be curious." ”

She turned around and gestured to Yu Yun'er.

Yu Yun'er's eyes flashed slightly, and she walked over.

Before leaving, Yu Huan'er looked at the palace maid: "Cousin, our sister's agreement, the palace maid doesn't have to follow, you see that the two of us didn't bring a maid." ”

Song Qingyan was very cooperative: "You stay." ”

The palace maid glanced at Yu Huan'er and Yu Yun'er, and asked respectfully. "Miss Hua, where are you going?"

As soon as Song Qingyan opened his mouth and didn't make a sound, Yu Huan'er preemptively said, "Let's go to the toilet." ”

Song Qingyan took a step directly.

The front and back yards of the county king's mansion are distinct, and he knows the road at a glance.

Yu Huan'er quickly pulled Yu Yun'er to catch up with him, but covered her stomach halfway: "Cousin, I have a stomachache and I have to go to the toilet first, you take Ruan'er to the firewood room first, and I will arrive later!" ”

After finishing speaking, she didn't give Yu Yun'er time to react at all, and left quickly.

Yu Yun'er's eyebrows were furrowed, and she could only take Song Qingyan by herself.

The guards guarding in front of the backyard had been separated by the Ju Si painting who was hiding in the dark to watch, and the two walked to the firewood room unimpeded.

Yu Yun'er lowered her head and said, "I can only send you here, if you are curious, go in and see it yourself, I ...... I'm a little afraid that what my cousin said is true. ”

Song Qingyan didn't feel any pity for the jade.

Raising his eyes and looking at the firewood room, he raised his feet and approached.

He pushed the door open and walked inside.

The door behind him quietly closed, and Song Qingyan immediately turned around.

Outside the firewood room, Yu Huan'er and Ju Sihua, who had just run away, walked back.

Both of them had happy faces.

Song Qingyan walked behind the door and pulled it down, but it was obvious that the door lock was locked.

His face sank.

In the next moment, a basin of cold water suddenly fell from the wood above his head.

Song Qingyan quickly dodged, but he didn't expect that a basin of cold water also fell from the place where he was hiding.

He was instantly topped.

The evening of late autumn is already cold, and people are prone to cold, but Song Qingyan's clothes and hair are wet at this time, and it is even colder.