Chapter Eighty-Five: The Death of the King's Steward
The moon was quietly obscured by the clouds, and the moonlight dimmed, Si Ying looked up at the sky and secretly breathed a sigh of bad air.
The two stepped on the stone steps, the moss in the cracks of the stone steps was dark green, and with the footsteps stained on the soles of their shoes, a few tall wild grasses nearby, gently swaying in the night breeze, everywhere showed the loneliness here.
Turning the doorway, Si Ying slowly walked down the stairs into the attic next to Chen Zixi.
A few feet away, at the other end of the courtyard where no one had seen, a woman restrained her voice and walked into the attic step by step without making any sound.
She landed on tiptoe lightly, walked through the intricate porch of the back door, stepped into the main hall from the attic transept through the small door, and then secretly hid behind the curtain that led to the transept.
Si Ying tugged on Chen Zixi's sleeve, followed behind him step by step, and muttered in a low voice: "It's better for us to ......"
Chen Zixi turned his head and glared at him, Si Ying immediately stopped talking, and he couldn't help snorting coldly: "It's a shame that you are still a head catcher, and you don't have the guts." Piercing in broad daylight, which thief have you ever seen come to steal during the day. ”
"Thief?" Si Ying rubbed his nose and snorted, "Let's be thieves?" ”
Chen Zixi glanced at him and said, "What do you say?" ”
The door of the attic was hidden, and the two of them were vigilant, and the cause of death was hunched over and stretched his neck, and looked through the crack in the door into the inner room.
One side of the bed, the overhanging silk tent, the tent is tied up by jade hooks on both sides, the pillows on the couch are beautifully laid, but the bedding is neatly folded.
Si Ying pushed the door in, stared at the head of the bed and said, "It seems that it was daytime when the young lady died. ”
"How did you find out?" Chen Zixi looked back at him with a look of surprise.
"Because the bedding on the bedside is neat, it means that she was not killed while sleeping." Si Ying rubbed his chin with his fingers and speculated.
Chen Zixi chuckled and said, "It's rare that you still have a long mind." ”
Si Ying pursed her lips, didn't plan to quarrel with him, and continued to look into the room, in the middle of the hall was a table with some pens, ink, paper and inkstones piled up on it, and then there was a dresser, with a copper mirror erected in the middle, and a few dressers on the side.
And on a sandalwood narrow table next to the bed curtain, there is a green jade vase, in which the branches that have withered are inserted obliquely, and no one has come to replace them after a long time.
On the narrow table, a woman's ink painting of dressing up in the mirror hangs lonely on the wall.
Chen Zixi fell his gaze on it, and he couldn't take it back for a long time, as if he was stunned, Si Ying looked at his strange appearance, pulled his sleeve, and said, "Zixi, you, what's wrong with you?" ”
Lin Zixi's eyes still did not withdraw, Si Ying saw that his eyes were deep and faint, and couldn't help but look with him, but saw that the woman in the painting looked beautiful, with clear and bright eyes, and a smile.
A stunning woman.
It's just that the opposite window screen casts a miserable white moonlight, shining on the light ink portrait, and the shadows are full of shadows, reflecting clusters of black shadows, hooking on the woman's face!
Suddenly, the cold wind blew the door of the main room open, and the heavy bed curtain was immediately blown fluttering, and the two of them took a step back in shock, and they could vaguely see the beauty in the mirror on the portrait behind the curtain, like wrapped in a layer of hazy evil qi, her face was distorted, and the gloom revealed a little weird.
"Zixi, let's leave, too, I'm too panicked!" Si Ying was scared.
Chen Zixi suddenly turned his head to look at the ear room, his eyes were cold, he pulled out his long sword with a bang, and shouted coldly: "Who, come out!" ”
Chen Zixi lifted the curtain, the gentle gauze slowly slid across the sword body, and after the moonlight drooped, the frost-white light was like a flowing water, falling on the long sword, and the blade of the sword was a little sharper and colder than before.
The woman behind the curtain only felt a flash of white light in front of her eyes, and closed her eyes in shock.
When he landed, a cold wind brought a burst of floral fragrance into the hall, making people look in a trance.
"It's you again!" Chen Zixi once again pressed the long sword against Rong Shisan's throat, watched her eyes quickly gather, and shouted in a dark voice: "Say, what are you doing here!" ”
Rong Shisan didn't dare to open his eyes, one hand wrapped around his body, and his frightened body trembled, as if he would be shaking at any time.
Si Ying also stared at her, her eyes filled with inquiry, and she said in a deep voice: "Girl, why are you here in the middle of the night!" ”
Rong Shisan slowly opened her eyes, the cowardice in her eyes swirled with tears, and she pursed her lips and said, "I, yes, yes......"
"Who is it!?" Chen Zixi's snort made Rong Shisan's body soften, and she choked up in a low voice: "Yes, it was Sister Huazhi who said it...... Young lady, let me come here. ”
"Sister Huazhi, young lady?" Si Ying frowned, and asked again, "What did she ask you to do here?" ”
"Arrangement, flower arrangement......" Rong 13 slowly took out a handful of lilacs from behind him, and the fragrance was immediately overflowing.
Chen Zixi picked the flower with a sword, Rong Shisan looked at him with wide eyes, but when he saw him suddenly bully up, his body was against her, and his voice became more and more cold: "You are lying!" ”
"No, no, no." Rong Shisan looked at the man in front of him, the tears in his eyes forgot to flow, hanging in the corners of his eyes, he couldn't even understand the words, and his words were incoherent: "Huazhi, Sister Huazhi, young lady, the vase can't be without flowers, so, so ......"
"You mean, a man called Huazhi told you that the young lady said that the vase flowers in the Youxi Garden have withered, and you should come and replace the flowers." Chen Zixi sorted out her words and slowly said what she wanted to express.
Rong Thirteen nodded happily.
Si Ying frowned at her, and asked: "Why doesn't the young lady change it sooner or later, I have to ask you to change it at this time, and besides, this place has been barren for a long time, and she has not sent anyone to take care of it, and she has no reason to let you come at this time, and after the dead man is haunted." ”
Rong Shisan pursed his lips and thought about it, but still shook his head.
Si Ying nodded, looked at Chen Zixi, who was still bullying Rong Shisan, and teased: "I said Zixi, you should also get off this girl, why do you want to take advantage of other girls?" ”
Chen Zixi sneered, looked contemptuously at the woman curled up on the wall under him, gradually straightened up, and said disdainfully: "Master doesn't look down on this kind of girl." ”
Rong Shisan felt his departure, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, raised his legs and fled to the ear room, but Chen Zixi suddenly stared at her, and called out with pity: "Rong Shisan!" ”
She immediately stopped, opened her eyes in disbelief and said, "Why are you ......?"
"How do you know your name?" Chen Zixi sneered and warned her: "It's best, don't let me see you, if I find out that you have other plans, don't blame me for being unkind to you." ”
Rong Shisan shrunk her neck and nodded, but suddenly, her eyes widened suddenly, and her expression was horrified as if she had seen a man-eating ghost, and she exclaimed: "Ghost, ghost, ghost again!" ”
The two of them turned around when they heard the sound, but they were really startled by the scene in front of them, only to see the woman on the wall on the portrait, the mottled shadow on her face hooked her face, as if cutting her body apart, and the shadows of the treetops that fell on her lips kept pulling the corners of her lips with the wind, just like she was laughing hideously!
"Hell!" Si Ying immediately jumped up, and Chen Zixi immediately drew his long sword, but saw a touch of bright green floating on the portrait, like a pair of beating eyes, constantly flickering.
"Ghost!" Si Ying's body was about to soften towards him again, but he was kicked away by Chen Zixi and said, "What are you afraid of, it's just a firefly." ”
Si Ying was so frightened that she stared at the strange portrait of a woman on the wall, unable to speak.
Chen Zixi mentioned him and said to Rong Shisan: "Get out of here first, and talk about it tomorrow." ”
Rong Shisan nodded in agreement, and walked out of the door with Si Ying's other arm, but at this moment, a flirtatious footstep sounded behind the ear.
All three of them stopped in shock, and looked back at the sound, their eyes fixed on the auricle behind the curtain.
"It must be from the palace." Rong Thirteen whispered.
Chen Zixi frowned at her and asked, "Why are you so sure?" ”
Rong Shisan pursed his lips and said, "Because the path in the ear room is only known to the people of the palace, I came from there." ”
"So, who could that be?" Si Ying's voice trembled.
"Didn't he know when he came up?" Chen Zixi snorted coldly.
The sound of the footsteps was muffled and low, and it was particularly abrupt at night, and it seemed to step on the atrium of people's hearts at once, making people's hearts tense with the sound of footsteps.
Finally, the footsteps stopped in his ears, Chen Zixi protected the two behind him, and raised the long sword in his hand diagonally, the sword body was dazzling with green and dazzling hair.
Then, the man's footsteps sounded again, and they were getting closer and closer, Si Ying and Rong Shisan hugged each other tightly, staring at the ear room for a moment.
A black shadow turned out of the ear room, and the three of them were all stunned, and then they spoke together: "Steward Wang! ”
Wang Dalin looked at the three of them and grinned, his eyes were dark and mysterious, dark and mysterious, and said, "I knew that you had to come here to find out!" ”
"What do you mean by that?" Chen Zixi stared at him coldly, only to feel a strangeness coming from him.
"Run, run, run! There are ghosts here! Ghosts! ”
Wang Dalin suddenly became stunned and shouted at them loudly.
"Steward Wang, what else do you know?" Si Ying popped up from behind Chen Zixi and couldn't help but ask him.
Wang Dalin suddenly quieted down and hung his head without saying a word.
The three of them looked at each other, Chen Zixi looked back at him, and slowly raised his legs and walked towards him.
Strange things started suddenly, Wang Dalin suddenly convulsed in pain, covered his neck and stared at them with wide eyes, but he couldn't shout a sound in his throat.
The three of them also widened their eyes, looking at Wang Dalin's head, which was still talking and shouting a moment ago, slowly shifting, and then separating from his body, and finally rolling to the ground, arterial blood spurting more than two meters high, spraying down like raindrops!
"Who is doing this again!" Then I heard a woman's scolding on the roof, and then a series of footsteps flashed overhead.