There was a rattling sound in my ears, and a long and mournful cry echoed in my ears as the cold wind continued to blow.

"Seventh brother, Qingshu is so cold, can you come and accompany me?"

"Brother Seven, why am I dead, but you are still alive? You still do so many bad things, why haven't you been retributed?? ”

These words seemed to be muttering to himself, as if he was asking himself, and suddenly, the voice changed, and became extremely cold: "You pay for my life!" ”

"Ahh

Sitting up suddenly, the warm light of the sun gave Feng Ling a sense of security.

Rubbing his eyebrows with a headache, Feng Ling wanted to look around to see where this was, but when he saw the mausoleum on his right, engraved with the words 'Tomb of Princess Qingshu', he suddenly gasped, and kept retreating in horror.

"No, no, no, Qingshu, don't come to me, don't come to me."

Feng Ling kept retreating, just wanting to escape from this place immediately, but Feng Ling had just taken two steps back when he bumped into a person, Feng Ling looked back with a pale face, and found that Ning Xiyue was also lying here.

Feng Ling then remembered that he was drinking before, and then he met Ning Xiyue, and then he drank too much, and then he woke up here again.

"Could it be that Ning Xiyue brought me here?"

Feng Ling's brows furrowed, he only had Ning Xiyue by his side before he fainted, except for Ning Xiyue, no one would be bored to move himself here!

Just when Feng Ling kept thinking about Ning Xiyue more and more, Ning Xiyue, who was originally unconscious, suddenly woke up with horror in her eyes.

"The Seventh Prince?"

It seems that she has also discovered what kind of place this is, Ning Xiyue grabbed Feng Ling's sleeve tightly, her eyes were red: "The Seventh Prince, it is the ghost of Princess Qingshu, she said that she was coming to take revenge, and she also said that she hated the greedy person the most, let me tell you, go and report the Lu family's private collection of gold and silver." ”

"What did you say?"

Feng Ling's brows were deep, and he said coldly, "How do you know about the Lu family?" ”

Lu Qing is the one who supports the crown prince, and what Lu Qing does in the court is only known to him and the prince, how did Ning Xiyue know?

Feng Ling had to be cautious about this matter, after all, Lu Qing was the prime minister, and his father was the crown prince, and he had a large number of contacts in the imperial court, if he lost this arm, it would be a great loss for them.

As if she didn't see Feng Ling's cold and murderous gaze, Ning Xiyue looked innocent: "It was Princess Qingshu who told me, and said that if the Seventh Prince doesn't do it, she will settle accounts with you, Seventh Prince, why does Princess Qingshu have to look for you, is it because you were the best for her when she was alive?" ”

"Probably!"

Tugging the corners of his mouth, looking at Princess Qingshu's tombstone, Feng Ling's face became even brighter and darker, cloudy and uncertain.

Would Qing Shu really let herself do such a thing? Then why didn't she say it herself before? As a human being, Qingshu will not care about this matter if he is alive, let alone dead.

Regardless of whether this matter is true or not, Feng Ling doesn't seem to be involved in this matter, he has made the prince very dissatisfied recently, if he makes the prince lose again, I'm afraid his life will be gone.

Therefore, this trip to the muddy waters, no matter what, can't go to the water!

Ning Xiyue's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly, she screamed: "Seventh Prince, look at Princess Qingshu's mausoleum." ”

Hearing this, Feng Ling looked up, only to find that not far behind Princess Qingshu's tombstone, there was a maid lying there, and bright red blood kept flowing out of her heart.

"Zhu He?"

Feng Ling was shocked, it was none other than his maidservant who died, and she hadn't sorted out her clothes by herself in the morning, why did she die now?

Could it really be that Qingshu came to ask for his life?

Feng Ling looked around nervously, now he is the person next to him, will it be him next time?

Qingshu, Qingshu, why do you just refuse to let go of you, the Seven Emperor Brothers?

"Seventh prince, the tomb is open, and the princess is up."

Ning Xiyue pointed to the intact grave, and the nervous Feng Ling didn't even think about it, so he stood up abruptly and ran out in a panic.

Ning Xiyue raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at Princess Qingshu's grave, and smiled faintly: "Princess, although I haven't seen you, thank you." ”

"Miss."

The 'dead corpse' Jinxiu, who was lying on the ground, sat up and said helplessly: "This Seven Princes are so stupid, they can see the wrong person." ”

"He is immersed in his own world, naturally, and nothing else."

Ning Xiyue smiled inexplicably, she just knew that Feng Ling was in the Taiwo that day, so she rushed over, and the pastry that Feng Ling ate was also added with psychedelic drugs, these days, Feng Ling must have been tortured to death by the so-called ghosts!

At this time, the emperor should go to the early court, and the next big drama depends on how Feng Huayin acts.

While tidying up her clothes, Jinxiu said, "Miss, the Seventh Prince ran out, will something happen?" ”

"There's going to be a big thing."

The long eyelashes were lightly constricted, and Ning Xiyue's red lips opened lightly: "Anyway, I'm already out of the palace, why don't I go home and take a look, let's go!" ”

Although Jinxiu was curious about Ning Xiyue's words, she still nodded and followed.

And the other side.

The seventh prince Feng Ling ran to the palace as fast as he could, and it was the time of the last dynasty, and all the ministers stood respectfully below.

Seeing Feng Ling's panicked expression, Feng Cheng couldn't help frowning: "Old Seven, what are you doing, what kind of system are you flustered into." ”

This seventh son, he didn't like it normally, but he was still well-behaved and sensible, and now he actually came to the palace hall recklessly.

"Seventh brother, what's the matter with you."

Feng Yici frowned deeply, this old seventh was too much, and now he even made his father angry.

"What's going on with this old seven?"

Feng Jun looked at Feng Huayin inquiringly, today this guy said that he would let himself come to the early court to watch a good show no matter what, but he didn't expect that he was bored and nervous, and something happened.

Feng Huayin didn't speak, but the inky black eyes were gathering a trace of ice edges, and the thin lips were almost invisible with a cold arc.

"Father!"

Kneeling heavily on the ground, Feng Ling swallowed his saliva fiercely: "Father, the Lu family has a private collection of tributes, as well as a large number of gold, silver and jewelry, all of which were given to him by others, you should quickly ask someone to check!" ”

"Nonsense!"

Feng Cheng's face was gloomy, what was the matter with this old seventh, he actually came to report Prime Minister Lu Qing, and said such an outrageous reason.

Even if the Lu family is really greedy for something, it won't be so openly hidden in the mansion, isn't it afraid that someone will gossip? Besides, now that everyone is here, what is he going to say?

Lu Qing, who was reported, changed his face slightly, and looked at Feng Yici inquiringly, isn't the Seventh Prince the person who Feng Yici is, why did he suddenly come to report himself now?

Feng Yici clenched his fists, did this old seven hit a ghost, he dared to do such a thing, the Lu family is a very important dog of his own, how can he easily throw it away?

Seeing that Feng Yici didn't want to stop anything, Lu Qing had no choice but to kneel heavily on the ground.