Chu Yunluo's spirit has been in a trance, as if he has lost his soul.

The nightmarish night ended in her coma, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw not a dark dungeon or a brutal demonic realm, but a boudoir she knew. She sat up and looked around in alarm, only to find that it was indeed in her own home. The windows were bright and clean, the sun was shining, the sound of the people being busy, the maids chatting secretly, these familiar voices poured into her ears, making her feel like a reincarnation.

Then she remembered something, and her expression changed, and she reached out and touched herself. I checked up and down in a panic, and breathed a sigh of relief, and there was nothing unusual.

It's as if everything that happened last night was really a dream, and I forgot about it when I woke up.

"Yes, the door is broken, come and remove it and fix it. Put your hands and feet lightly, don't disturb the young lady's rest!" The familiar voice came, and as soon as Chu Yunluo raised his head, he saw that his personal little maid was opening up for someone to repair the broken door. Chu Yunluo's pupils shrank, staring at the broken door. After a long time, she finally sighed in resignation.

A qiē is not a dream, and you can't deceive yourself.

Fortunately, I am still perfect. A qiē is not irreparable, as long as the white-haired demon is silent, the temple witch is silent, and - her eyes are fixed on the little maid - she is silent. As long as these people are tight-lipped, and will always keep their mouths shut, there will be no rumors, and there will be no impact.

She didn't dare to think about the white-haired demon, but she could still think of something for the rest.

How can we keep their mouths shut?

Women love gossip. The only way to keep them a secret forever is to ...... Chu Yunluo's gaze turned cold. Behind the cold eyes seemed to be turning some decisive thought. But she was suddenly shaken. He cupped his head in pain. What was I thinking. What the hell was I thinking! My personal maid was still protecting herself even in that situation, but I ...... Why could I have that thought!

It's - disgusting and disgusting!

A voice suddenly sounded in her head: Peel off the colorful costume, what are you left with?

Her voice of fear echoed in her head, and she asked herself with a pale face: yes, what am I left? Is there only ungrateful and dirty thoughts?

"Miss, are you feeling unwell?" The little maid waved away all the servants, and when she entered the bedroom, she found Chu Yunluo, who was not in a good condition. She immediately became nervous and threw down Chu Yunluo's concerned questioning beside the bed. Chu Yunluo raised his head with a sweaty face. He didn't say anything, just stared at the little maid fixedly. That extremely complex gaze seems to contain countless things that you want to ask but don't dare to ask, and you can't say what you want to say.

The little maid understood, immediately got up and closed the door, looked around, and then leaned over and said in a low voice: "Miss, don't worry, I secretly brought you back and didn't let anyone see it." I talked to the witches of the Niang Ma and Mrs. Temple, and they didn't talk about us. Let's not talk about them. And the devil didn't move, and there was no rumor now. I...... Miss. Even if I die myself, I won't betray Miss!"

Chu Yunluo looked at the little maid deeply for a long time, and finally raised his hand and hugged the little maid hard, trembling all over. She was too helpless right now and needed someone to comfort her. But I can't find anyone else, the only one I can trust is this little girl.

However, she is not only a weak woman, she is also the daughter of the Chu family. She has a mission and cannot be weak for too long. So, without a moment, she took a deep breath and put away all her distractions, forcing herself to calm down: "Is there a message from Dad?"

"Miss, the lord left the house early in the morning, leaving only a letter. The little maid took out a sealed letter. The fact that the message was so preciously sealed in his own home shows the importance of this letter. Chu Yunluo took the letter, and just wanted to dismantle it, but found that his hands and feet were weak. I didn't notice it when I was nervous, but now when I relaxed, my limbs immediately weakened, and it was obvious that the effect of the medicinal wine had not yet dissipated.

After letting the little maid open the envelope, Chu Yunluo unfolded the letter and began to read.

On the letterhead, there were only a few words.

[The dragon is approaching, the emperor came to Putian this time, in addition to sealing Zen, it is necessary to select concubines. My daughter's name has been in business for a long time, the relationship between the upper and lower levels has been cleared, and there should be no obstacle to entering the palace. But there are three thousand beauties in the harem, even if they are elected to the palace, no one dares to say that they will be favored. Therefore, this time it is necessary to strive to show outstanding things in front of the emperor. If the emperor personally decrees that he will enter the palace, he will be able to take the lead. My daughter has fallen, and this sincerity is at a critical time. A lifetime of hard work is tied to this, and you must not slack off. Go all out to win the emperor's favor. 】

"A lifetime of hard work is tied to this...... Go all out and win favor......" Chu Yunluo looked at the last two sentences stupidly and muttered and repeated. It was originally a normal word of encouragement, but it was written by Master Chu to stimulate his daughter's hard work. But Chu Yunluo was in a trance at this time, and the words of the demon seemed to sound in her mind again: You are a traitor!

"All the efforts are just to buy a good price...... Chu Yunluo's eyes were straight, he had no focus, and whispered to himself: "Peel off the colorful costume, what else do I have left...... A prostitute......"

From this moment on, Chu Yunluo fell into a long trance.

After a little rest, she drank a bowl of ginseng soup to replenish her vitality and began to prepare for the battle. She began to learn calligraphy, paint, play the piano, observe chess scores, and evaluate poems according to her usual habits. But these familiar things couldn't make her concentrate. No matter what she did, there was always a voice echoing in her head.

She felt as if her skull had been hollowed out, and every word the white-haired demon said had turned into grit and contained in her skull. No matter how much she shook her head, the words would just hit and rattle back and forth in her head with greater force, like a sandhammer.

She sings, her soft waist, and she dances with her flowing sleeves, but her eyes are empty. She felt like a marionette pulling strings, following the instructions of those threads to make soulless movements.

The sun turned from high to west, and the sky turned from blue to pitch black. It was dark, and the maids lit the lamps as usual. But Chu Yunluo was stunned for a long time. But suddenly nervously rushed over. In a panic, he extinguished every light.

Dark. For the first time, it shrouded the boudoir of this dark lady.

And now, what this eldest lady is afraid of is not just darkness.

Chu Yun fell on the bed and shrunk into a ball, she hugged her knees and shoulders tightly, trembling. In the silence of the night, the voices in those heads became clearer and clearer. She couldn't close her eyes, because when she did, a terrifying image would emerge. She didn't dare to stay up late, because staying up late would tarnish her skin and lower her state.

The choice of concubine is imminent, and the dragon driver will come at any time. How could she not keep herself in the best condition? The future and fate of the Chu family were all down to her.

No one knows how she spent the night. But when the little maid came over the next day, she was shocked. I saw that Chu Yunluo's face was as lonely and gray as the leaves of an autumn tree. Her eyes were hollow, and large dark circles covered her entire eye socket. Her lips were chapped and a little pale. She maintained the position of her arms folded, and seemed to sit motionless all night, like a puppet when she didn't need to perform.

"Miss!" the little maid's fur exploded, "Miss, what's wrong with you, isn't it—" She lowered her voice and asked, "Is it, that kind of medicinal wine, hasn't subsided yet?" Let's go to the doctor, those scoundrels don't have to have anything nasty in their medicine! Recently a medical clinic called 'The Holy Hand of Gynecology' has opened in the city. It is said that the doctor inside is very capable, miss, I'll help you go and have a look!"

"No, I'm fine. I have to continue to ......" Chu Yunluo reluctantly responded to two sentences, and then got out of bed to start practicing. But when she picked up the brush and planned to copy "Traveling in Streams and Mountains", her hand suddenly paused in the air. She looked at the blank paper, looked up at the outside of the high wall, looked at the blue sky, the white clouds, the birds—and even the mosquitoes flying around, and suddenly an impulse arose in her heart.

This is not the first time that this impulse has hit her heart, but she has suppressed it. But today, under the torture of the voice in her head, for the first time, she didn't want to suppress this impulse.

"Peel off the colorful costume, what ...... I have left?" snapped, and the brush fell on the paper, leaving a large splash of ink. Chu Yunluo's expression finally gave him something more than in a trance: "Prepare the carriage and horses, I want to go out and have a look." ”

At such a critical moment, she really shouldn't show her head, so as not to cause trouble. But the little maid nodded obediently and obediently went to prepare.

On this day, Chu Yun fell outside for a long time. She didn't go far, only in Putian City. At first, I took a car and a sedan car, but then I simply walked down to the ground and walked on my own. She watched and listened as if she were a flower. In this small city, she has cruised by car many times, and she can't be more familiar with it. But compared with those well-planned routes and performances-like parades, today's free travel suddenly made her feel that she didn't know the city at all.

She saw the peddlers' pawns, she saw the Qinglou woman, and she saw the charlatans with swords and hats.

She heard discussions about the Holy Hand of Gynecology, and she heard rumors about the head of the Long Street. She heard two charlatans say a name with solemn expressions—Jia Tengying—and it made her finally understand who the white-haired demon was. Jia Tengying, the world's first flower thief, such as the No. 1 villain today.

"Who are those heads?" "I don't know, but it is said that they don't look like the people of the Central Plains." "There is news again, the body of the poisonous masturbation ghost Shao Qi has been found, and there is Jia Tengying's words next to it!" "Shao Qi? Okay! The sky has eyes, this old ghost who should kill a thousand knives is finally dead!" "But Jia Tengying's voice is stronger, and even those old demons who have accumulated years may not dare to speak cruelly to him......"

Listening to those undisguised discussions, it seems that many Jianghu guests have fried the pot because of this incident. The whole Putian is full of outsiders who have heard the news, and these people seem to have come to hunt Jia Tengying. She hoped that these people would succeed, but she desperately denied that they could succeed. Jia Tengying's words still resounded in her mind like a curse, and she was about to go crazy.

In a trance, she heard some people mention a familiar term - song and dance troupe.

The moment she heard the name, she suddenly sobered up a lot from her trance. She suddenly remembered, yes, today is the day when the song and dance troupe arrives in Putian, and it is also the day she originally planned to give them a dismount. Seeing that it was almost the same time, she walked to the dock with a heartbeat.

As the sun sets, a large ship with wings like a phoenix sails from afar.

Chu Yunluo recalled the story in the picture book, and suddenly inexplicably had some expectations-let's go and see it. No provocation, no duel, just go and see it as an ordinary guest.

But she came late, and there was already a long queue in front of her. But fortunately, she is not really an ordinary guest after all.

"Sister Yunluo, you are really here!" Liu Chengxin found Chu Yunluo in the crowd, and hurriedly came up and grabbed her hand: "Sister, why are you here, there are too many people, you can't get on the boat here." Come on, come on, a sister has grabbed a seat in front, Sister Yunluo will come with the little sister. ”

Chu Yunluo, who was in a trance, was pulled over without any resistance, followed Liu Chengxin all the way, and finally cut into the front line. And in that prime position, a female chivalrous man with slightly dark skin is desperately occupying a place. Some of the ladies sent people to negotiate and make her give way, promising all the benefits, but she refused them all.

Those subordinates threatened fiercely, but the female knight pulled out her sword with a bang, and the subordinates were immediately in a dilemma. Seeing Chu Yun falling, they immediately found an excuse to return to their lives. laughed twice, and even said that he didn't know that it was the eldest lady, so he made amends and left.

The female knight grinned at the two of them, with black skin and white teeth, which made her smile look very bright: "Sister Chengxin, fortunately, I am not dishonored! Just because those dog minions still want me to give way? have you asked me the sword in my hand first!"

Looking at this heroine, Chu Yunluo seemed to have something in his heart that seemed to come out of his mind, but he couldn't grasp it.

After greeting each other, the Wutong Building boat also slowly docked. It was dark, the lights were bright, and the sycamore was like a real phoenix, burning with gorgeous feathers. With a thud, the ship's board connected to the dock. Furong drunk walked out in cheongsam with a few girls like a hostess lady, she smiled softly at everyone, and whispered: "Today is only for female guests, please get on the boat." (To be continued......)

PS: When I went for a walk today, I was suddenly stunned and found that I had made a big oolong yesterday. Bodhidharma and Li Bai are not people of the same era at all, and when Bodhidharma was facing the wall, Li Yuan didn't know where he was. This oolong doesn't affect anything, it has been modified.