Chapter 92: Point Mandarin Ducks

The man's voice was not magnetic, but it fell on Xu Wenxiao's ears, but it gave her a feeling like a spring breeze, extremely soft.

Xu Wenxiao expected that the person who came should have bad intentions, so he stopped crying, slowly turned his body around, and faced a pair of smiling eyes.

"I'm a show girl in the palace, I wanted to take advantage of the moonlight to come out and enjoy it, but the clinker got lost, I don't know who the son is?"

The sky was dark, Xu Wenxiao could only vaguely distinguish the man's outline, but his face was not very clear, let alone his identity, so he made an excuse to explain his intentions.

"I see, no wonder there is only fear and grievance in the girl's cry, and there is no sorrow, but if I remember correctly, it seems that the show girl in the palace should not travel at will at night, the girl is so bold!"

The man's tone was a little funny, which made Xu Wenxiao quite embarrassed, and he touched his nose secretly ashamed, trembling so much that he didn't dare to quibble.

"Hahaha, I'm just an idler in the palace, since the girl can't find the way, let me give you a ride!"

Xu Wenxiao, who was thinking hard about whether to ask for guidance, suddenly raised his head with joy and thanked the man in gratitude.

Although the man has always refused to reveal his name, surname and identity, judging from his self-proclaimed idlers, he must not be a person driven by the master like the palace guards and eunuchs, could it be that he is a relative and friend who has something to do with the princes?

Xu Wenxiao silently followed behind the man, curious to guess his identity, and unconsciously forgot that he was in a dim world, and the unhappiness of arguing with Qucheng Mountain gradually dissipated.

When I met for the first time, I thought he was a man who was good at talking, but in addition to kindly telling Xu Wenxiao to pay attention to the stones under his feet during the journey, he didn't say anything all the way, which made Xu Wenxiao, who was slightly worried in his heart, relax his mind and didn't have to rack his brains for an awkward chat with a man.

After all, Xu Wenxiao, who is a deep lady, is closely guarded by the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, and there is no one else except for a few cousins who know men, and it is always a little embarrassing to meet strange men by chance.

"Okay, Chunxiu Palace has arrived, in order to avoid taboos, the girl should enter the palace alone, and the girl will not need to be sent by me for the next journey!"

Because the man deliberately chose a shortcut, only half a pillar of incense, Xu Wenxiao was so excited that he saw that there were Yingying lights not far ahead, and the familiar doorposts and decorations were not Chunxiu Palace.

"Thank you Gongzi for your help, if you have a chance in the future, Wen Xiao will repay you!"

Xu Wenxiao's mood at this moment was beyond ordinary words to describe, and she saw her solemnly salute the man, pull up her legs and run to the palace.

It seems that the cool breeze at night is too fast, and the lights that flicker from time to time in front of her suddenly fluttered towards Xu Wenxiao for some reason, so startled that she hurriedly stopped her steps and looked at the strange firelight in confusion.

Could it be the ghost fire mentioned in the legend? But isn't that what a wilderness grave should be, how could it appear in the palace? Xu Wenxiao suddenly recalled the ghost mentioned by the old man in the mansion when he was chatting, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, his feet were like lead water, and he couldn't even move half a point.

Seeing that the thing had changed its speed and was rushing towards him like crazy, Xu Wenxiao held his hands tightly, shouted, and was so busy that he turned his head and fled, and ran into the man who did not leave.