Jiang Yunhe didn't want to stay in the Meditation Hall anymore, so Qinglian went back to the Prime Minister's Mansion with her after taking care of everything.

When he got home, Jiang Yunhe did not rush to explain the matter to his father and mother, but locked himself in the house alone.

Her house was extremely luxurious, and the smell of sandalwood in the house was very strong, and she liked this nourishing smell.

"Why is it gone?"

Normally, a woman's boudoir doesn't put too many things, but her room is full of books.

She only reads these books when she has nothing to do, and she is not a real book lover, but her father wants to create a well-informed image for her.

Therefore, she also has a joking name, scholarly beauty.

Only she knows that these people just said this to flatter Prime Minister Jiang Feng.

It occurred to her that she seemed to have put all those weird books in a box.

So she lifted it out from under the bed, and her large box blew the dust off it.

She has never let others touch these things, naturally no one will come to clean them, she herself is usually pampered, and she is too lazy to do it.

She wiped some of the dust with a handkerchief, and some patterns on the box were revealed, which were black lotus flowers blooming one after another.

When she opened the box, the first book she saw was "Gods and Ghosts", the reason why this book was put away by her was because it was all some strange nonsense, and she had always stayed away from ghosts, feeling that these things were not credible.

However, what happened last night secretly guided her to open the book.

She remembered that it seemed to be written in this book, that some people can be psychic and can see things that should not be seen, and she now doubts that she has psychic ability, otherwise, how did a big living person escape last night?

There is only one possibility, and that is ghosts!

"Psychic, the gods can't help but hell."

The first page is this sentence, which looks like a matter of fact, but in fact, it has no meaning at all.

Jiang Yunhe then flipped down, "Everything has a spirit, the stone has a spirit, the wood has a spirit, the flower has a spirit, and the earth has a spirit. Not a single grass, a tree, a flower, or a bird should be killed."

If all things have spirits, what kind of spirit is the person who was last night? Are the flowers and trees fine?

She then looked down.

"The clouds and smoke in the past have become a scene on the stage, how can I look back, the full moon is good"

I didn't say anything in this sentence, and I turned many pages in a row, all of which were sentences that seemed beautiful, but were pretentious.

She flipped straight to the last page, where there was a line of small print in the bottom left corner.

"Those who come from all ages are destined for heaven. Time and space are strangers, and yin and yang are counteracted. ”

What's going on? There was no useful information at all, but her instinct told her that she was looking for answers in these books, which were full of specious sentences.

These strange tales have never been willing to write sentences that people can understand, so pretending to be profound, Jiang Yunhe thought about it, and still threw the book aside.

But isn't it her who is destined to be in it?

It seems that she is a psychic, and she can indeed see some things that ordinary people can't see.

Today is April 4th, and in just nine days, she will become the princess of the prince's mansion.

At that time, her status will be noble, and if Fu Qianqian succeeds in ascending the throne, then she will be able to honor the world.

Then she only needs to assist Fu Qianqian in taking charge of the Sixth Palace, and her father is already in a high position, so she will have to go to some fiefdoms to let her parents enjoy their old age.

Jiang Yunhe still feels that he is born rich and noble, and he is too happy, and others say that those in power will not appreciate the hardships of his subordinates.

However, she sees the hard work of the next person, so she is afraid that she will live like that, but fortunately, everything is going well in her life, and it is impossible for that kind of thing to happen.

"Qinglian, you and I will go to the back garden together!"

Jiang Yunhe believes that when he met Qinglian, he was extremely lucky, the two were like-minded, and they both liked to live a rich life.

When you are with Qinglian, you will feel that everything is so natural.

Every time Jiang Yunhe took Qinglian to the back garden, no one was allowed to approach, only the two of them sat in a small pavilion.

The spring breeze blows the willows, and the smoke stirs up the fog.

"Qinglian, there is something I was going to tell you, but after thinking about it, the time is not very ripe, and I don't know if I am thinking nonsense, since we went to the meditation hall yesterday, I feel like I am possessed by a ghost."

Qinglian frowned, knowing that Jiang Yunhe was not joking with her, and she also felt that Jiang Yunhe was a little scared of this matter.

"You don't want to say that you have your own reasons, but it's better to ask a master to take a look, the longer this kind of thing goes, the harder it is to drive it away."

"How can I be afraid of evil, I think I'm a freak myself, how can I enjoy all the good days in this world?"

Jiang Yunhe just said this sentence very normally.

Qinglian snorted and said, "Then if you say this, won't this royal prince become an evil man?" People are more at ease than you. ”

Jiang Yunhe said with a light smile. "I have my own happiness, but now I am more and more afraid, this day is like a dream, if you say no, it will be gone, if there is no wealth, I will be better off than dead."

Qinglian poured Jiang Yunhe a cup of tea, and said with the same light smile: "Who isn't?" If I can't live my life now, I might as well die. ”

With that, both of them laughed.

If there were people now, you could see the two slender little people on the stage laughing and the leaves trembling.

"Others say you're noble," Qinglian said.

"How do you know that he is a layman who covets glory and wealth?" Jiang Yunhe picked.

Jiang Yunhe and Qinglian have the same heart, and their thoughts always coincide.

"Others say that I have a high spirit, I can't look down on this or that, but I don't know because I have all of these, if I don't have it, I don't want to get it with all my eyes."

Jiang Yunhe and Qinglian have always been unabashed, the two are grasshoppers tied to a rope, this is the consensus of the two people, you are honored, I am honored, you are rich and I am expensive.

Both the master and the servant are lay people who only want to live happily.

"If you say this, in addition to thinking about the prince, you are also interesting to the prince."

Qinglian, this sentence is a joke, when there is no one in normal times, she and Jiang Yunhe are more like sisters than master and servant.

"If the prince has the ability to get the emperor's heart, I will naturally be more interesting to her, but after all, I know the roots of the Buddha Qianqian, and she is good to me, even if she accepts a concubine in the future, she will not do such a thing as spoiling the concubine and killing his wife, so it is more suitable for me to marry Fu Qianqian in the overall consideration."