After sending off Li Yifu, Wen Qingwu returned to the west hall. The hall was dimly lit and silent.

Wen Qingwu walked to Li Mingda's bedside and stood still. In the dim light, she looked at Li Mingda's face. Unlike Li Yifu's paleness, her face was ruddy. It's rosy like it's normal.

But Wen Qingwu knew what this ruddy color represented.

Li Yifu's ability is really greater than his own, at least witchcraft is indeed better than his own use. When he used to make witches himself, he only pulled the black mist.

The tail end pulled out by Li Yifu had a blood mist. He didn't know what it was, but he knew it himself.

That's the living soul.

Wen Qingwu took a deep breath and suppressed the horror and fear in his heart.

The living soul is the soul left in the world by the murderous person. Take people as the crown, nourish it with the flesh and blood of the living, and make it immortal. Raised to a certain extent, the living soul can eat the soul of the host itself, and then the dove occupies the magpie's nest.

At that time, the dementor becomes a puppet, manipulated by the living soul in the body. It's just that Li Mingda is too young to carry the soul at all, and his body can only be slowly exhausted.

Wen Qingwu shook his head, clearing out the inexplicable thoughts that popped up in his mind. In fact, she didn't know what a living soul was, but when Li Yifu pulled out that trace of blood mist, she suddenly had the concept of a living soul in her mind. Maybe my grandmother said it, but I didn't notice it.

She walked over to Li Mingda's bed and sat down. No wonder I didn't pull out the black smoke at the beginning, it turned out that there was a living soul pulling it inside.

Wen Qingwu slowly frowned, but why is there a living soul? Who would dare to give birth to a soul in Li Mingda's body?

Now, she is not even proficient in witchcraft, let alone catching the soul. Li Yifu has also exhausted his spiritual qi today, and now it can only be maintained by witch medicine, so as not to anger the soul and devour the nineteen princesses.

Wen Qingwu was thinking about it, Li Mingda, who was lying on the bed, moved his eyelids, and then opened his eyes to look at Wen Qingwu, his eyes dazed and confused. Now she is not yet ten years old, and the other children are born in vain, but she is the only one who is thin and thin because of her perennial bedriddenness.

"Auntie." She looked at Wen Qingwu in a trance, and her voice was glutinous.

Wen Qingwu was stunned for a moment, then covered the quilt for Li Mingda, and patted it gently: "Good, go to sleep." ”

Li Mingda looked at Wen Qingwu's gentle face, she grinned with her white teeth, rubbed her head on Wen Qingwu's palm, and then fell asleep with her eyes closed.

Seeing Li Mingda fall asleep, Wen Qingwu called Aya.

Exhausted, he returned to the Nanxun Palace, and the lights in the east and west halls had been turned off. There is also a lantern lit outside the main hall. Walking into the hall, Wen Qingwu's eyes tightened.

She looked at the strange palace lady wiping the table in the main hall, and the willow leaves in the dormitory came out with water, and saw Wen Qingwu standing at the door, and said happily: "The master is back!" Why is it so late? ”

Wen Qingwu glanced at the unfamiliar palace lady: "Your Majesty's affairs are complicated, and it will be so late in the future." ”

Liu Ye noticed Wen Qingwu's expression, stretched out his hand and beckoned to the little Gong'e: "By the way, I forgot to tell the master, this is the little maid pointed out by the Internal Servant Bureau today, Ah Zhong." ”

According to the custom in the palace, there are two maids and one waiter next to the Wupin talent. Wen Qingwu has always been short of one.

She remembered that as early as when she was in Ouchi, when Concubine Mei Shufei casually ordered the willow leaves, she said that she would send her a maid. It's just a casual talk, probably for so long, I forgot about it.

"Slave Ah Zhong, participate in the talent." The little girl was born with clear eyebrows.

"The Inner Chamberlain ordered it?" Wen Qingwu looked at Na Zhong and asked.

Ah Zhong didn't dare to look up at Wen Qingwu, and hung his head honestly: "Back to the master's words, exactly." ”

After Wen Qingwu looked at Na Zhong, he slowly looked away: "Since the Nanxun Hall has been transferred, I have to arrange an errand." Willow Leaf and Ruyoshi are close to serve, and you are responsible for sprinkling and sweeping on weekdays. ”

Ah Zhong listened, first looked up at Wen Qingwu, and saw that she really meant this, so he lowered his head again and responded: "Yes." ”

There is no separate palace for those below nine concubines. There is also a fixed number of people who serve around you, but this number of people are all those who serve in the near future. There is no separate palace, and the palace people who sprinkle and sweep are arranged by the internal service bureau.

Wen Qingwu walked into the dormitory, Liu Ye called for clear water, glanced at Ah Zhong in the outer hall, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Master, why did you let her sprinkle and sweep?" ”

Wen Qingwu didn't answer, while taking the pendant on his ear: "What about Liuji?" ”

"The master wants to call him?" Liu Ye asked as he poured water.

"Go back and tell him to keep an eye on this girl." Wen Qingwu said. When she was a talented person in the past, she ignored the lack of a girl by her side. Now that she has become a maid in the palace who serves people, it is impossible for the Inner Servant Bureau to send her someone in a good manner.

Unless someone has greeted the Inner Chamberlain. Then the origin of this Ah Zhong is worth scrutinizing.

"Yes." Willow Ye answered, and walked out with a bucket. I didn't forget to open the screen.

She was used to bathing her master without being served. When he stepped out with a bucket, he saw Ah Zhong standing under the lantern outside the temple. At this moment, his eyes are lonely looking at the vast dark night outside.

Hearing the footsteps, Ah Zhong turned his head to see Liu Ye, with a flattering smile on his face: "Doesn't Little Lady Liu have to serve her master?" "Liu Ye is still very young, so naturally she can't be called sister. But the status of the personal palace maid who serves the master first in the palace is high, and Ah Zhong called a little lady.

Originally, Liu Ye saw that the Inner Servant Bureau finally sent a maid over, and said that it was the master's service in front of the palace that made people pay attention to it, thinking of the words that Wen Qingwu reminded him of, Liu Ye kept a heart: "The master is bathing, and he doesn't like to be served." ”

"Oh." Ah Zhong responded, his eyes gloomy: "Little lady, does the master hate me?" ”

"You're overthinking." Liu Ye said: "The master is usually such a character. You don't have to be polite, in the future, you will be serving in the Nanxun Temple, I am young, call me willow leaves. ”

"Okay." Ah Zhong replied and didn't ask any more.

After bathing, the willow leaves serve and go to bed soon.

Early the next morning, after Wen Qingwu got up, after changing clothes, Liu Ye took a big coat to put it on, and Wen Qingwu blocked it: "Don't ask for it." ”

"In this cold day, how can talented people do it without kitting? It's not so cold that your hands and feet are stiff. Liu Ye persuaded. There was no snow today, but the weather was extremely cold, and even the lake in the palace was frozen with a thick layer of ice. How can you do it without wearing a big hat?

Concubine Mei often goes to the emperor to wander, and she was squeezed by her last time she wore a big hat. Wen Qingwu insisted on pushing away the big in Liu Ye's hand: "Don't use it today, prepare it tomorrow." ”

Although I don't know why I don't wear it today, I will wear it tomorrow, Liu Ye didn't say much, only sighed and responded: "Yes." ”

Wen Qingwu got dressed and was about to go out, when he saw Liuji walking in from outside, his face cold.

Wen Qingwu looked at him and didn't ask much. Liuji stepped forward, leaned into Wen Qingwu's ear, and whispered a few words. Wen Qingwu turned his head and looked at Liuji, with caution: "When?" ”

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