"Meow...... Meow ......"

The snow ball circled around the embroidered screen, a pair of glass-like mandarin duck eyes, and Baba looked at Shen Lingxi.

I just opened my mouth to tell her that this was the way to let her enter the palace.

This reminded Shen Lingxi that after the embroidered envoy took the old nest of the Hidden Moon Pavilion before, Mu Huai'an specially accompanied His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson to the Xuanping Marquis Mansion to inform her that the secret collection of embroidered handkerchiefs in the Hidden Moon Pavilion was related to the nobles in the palace.

At that time, it was the new funeral of the ancestors, and she was busy taking care of the funeral of the ancestors, and Mu Huaian also said that he would talk to her in detail after the funeral was completed.

Later, there was a matter of immortality, and the matter was inadvertently shelved.

Shen Lingxi originally thought that this embroidered screen was the bait that the Hidden Moon Pavilion placed in the Heming Tower for fishing.

Now it seems that she is afraid that she is thinking too shallowly.

This embroidered screen has been placed in the Heming Tower for many days, and no one has ever come to apply, and over time it has been shelved on the inconspicuous side.

The notice of a thousand taels of gold was still posted aside.

"Meow ......"

Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, Xue Tuan was so anxious that he kept urging.

Shen Lingxi groaned for a few breaths, and after weighing the pros and cons, he picked up the needle and thread prepared on the side and quickly embroidered a few stitches on the embroidery screen.

Xiao Er on the side was originally planning to step forward to stop him, but he accidentally saw that Shen Lingxi had only a few stitches, which were perfectly integrated with the original embroidery pattern on the embroidery screen, and hurriedly ran to inform the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper placed Shen Lingxi in the private room on the second floor, and asked people to find the person in charge.

About half an hour later, the shopkeeper walked in with a young man with clear eyebrows.

As soon as the man saw Shen Lingxi, a look of surprise flashed on his face.

"Miss Shen, how could it be you?"

Shen Lingxi looked at him carefully a few times, and recognized that it was the person who took out the embroidered screen when he came to Heming Tower for the first time.

But she had only seen this person once, "Your Excellency knows me?" ”

"I have admired the girl's name for a long time." The man said politely: "The girl called me to win the evil, since the girl came to apply for the embroidery, I have to go back to ask the master, please go back first, if the master allows, I will go to the door to invite the girl." ”

Shen Lingxi raised his eyebrows.

Ask? Permission?

Since this person knows her, he should know her abilities.

This embroidered screen looks at the entire capital, and she is the only one who can embroider.

I'd rather put a thousand taels of gold to look for the embroidery lady here, but I don't go to the door to find her.

Now that she has come to the door by herself, she still has to make her wait?

Only...... Outrageous.

Shen Lingxi wanted to say, there is no need to be so troublesome, and I am not very short of money.

I couldn't help but look at her in the eyes......

"Then there will be labor." She forced a smile.

*

Coming out of the Heming Tower, the more Shen Lingxi thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was strange, and he wanted to figure out the relationship between Xiupa and the nobles in the palace, so he simply went to Dali Temple to find Mu Huai'an, and prepared to ask him face to face.

It was also a coincidence that the carriage she was riding in had just arrived at the gate of Dali Temple, and she saw Mu Huai'an looking in a hurry, and walked out of the yamen with a group of yacha.

As soon as he saw Shen Lingxi, Mu Huai'an's eyes lit up, "Follow me and take you to a good place." ”

So saying, he got on his horse, said hello to the coachman, and galloped east.

Shen Lingxi knew that he looked like this, and he must have a case to handle, so he had to let the carriage follow.

About a quarter of an hour later, the carriage stopped in front of a very imposing mansion.

In front of the gate of the mansion, two gilded bronze lions are majestic, and above the wide gate, the plaque with the three big characters of "Anwangfu" inscribed by the royal pen reflects the afterglow of the sunset, flashing with golden light.

Shen Lingxi followed behind Mu Huai'an and entered the palace.

As far as the eye can see, every grass and tree is extremely well maintained, and the bluestone brick floor is spotlessly washed.

Even though King An has been dead for two years, the mansion is still as clean as ever.

It shows how honored King An was during his lifetime, and how much the emperor missed him after his death.

They walked from the gate to the back house, and walked for about half an hour, and they saw not a single living person except their group.

The huge palace is neat and tidy, but it is too quiet, more like an imperial mausoleum.

"What are you doing here?" Shen Lingxi asked curiously.

"Let's catch ghosts." Mu Huai'an replied with a smile, "Haven't you heard the rumors in the capital these days?" This house is haunted, it's still a terrible ghost, the kind that kills people and breaks corpses. If you don't catch the ghosts here, the black yarn on the top of the head of Dali Temple will not be guaranteed. ”

Shen Lingxi blinked.

In the past few days, she has indeed heard rumors that this place is "haunted".

There is no other reason, but because "Anwangfu is haunted" and "Xuanping Marquis marries his daughter" are called the two major scandals in August in the capital.

Shen Lingxi looked around, looked carefully, and came to a conclusion, "This mansion is quite clean, cleaner than the prison in your Dali Temple, you are going to come to catch ghosts today, I am afraid that you will work in vain." ”

"Do you really believe there are ghosts here?" Mu Huai'an glanced at her and sneered, "I can't see it, Shen Lingxi, you deal with those corpses that died in vain all day long, and you still believe that there are ghosts in this world?" ”

"Believe, of course, you have to believe." Shen Lingxi said seriously, "It's just that what Shaoqing said earlier is right, if those dead souls can really turn into powerful ghosts and avenge themselves after death, there will be nothing to do with the yamen." ”

"It's rare for you to agree with me once." Mu Huai'an laughed.

As the two spoke, they walked to a vermilion attic.

The attic is about three stories high, carved beams and paintings, and the style is extraordinary.

It is located next to the back garden of the palace and is the tallest building in the entire palace.

The top floor has a railing for the view, which can overlook the scenery of the palace.

Mu Huai'an stopped in front of the attic door, "This is the place where King An hangs the beam, and it is also the place where Yuzhu's body was thrown." ”

"I heard that when King An passed away, he was only fifteen years old, not yet the age to leave the palace, how could he die here?" Shen Lingxi asked suspiciously.

"King An urinated and was close to the eldest princess of Pingyang, and often went out of the palace to live in the eldest princess's mansion."

Mu Huaian stretched out his finger and pointed to the west, "Across the wall is the mansion of the eldest princess of Pingyang, this mansion was specially asked by King An to ask the emperor, the prince opened the mansion at the age of sixteen, and it was not a few months, isn't it a coincidence." ”

As he spoke, he pushed open the hidden door of the attic and stepped inside.

On the first floor, there is an incense case and the spiritual seat of King An.

Mu Huai'an stepped forward and respectfully put three incense sticks on the spiritual seat.

"When I passed over, I didn't reach the crown, and I committed suicide, and I couldn't enter the Taimiao in the spiritual position, which is also pitiful." He sighed.

took Shen Lingxi up the stairs from one side and went directly to the third floor.

The third floor has excellent lighting.

At this moment, it is dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines through the half-open window lattice, sprinkled in the empty room.

It adds a little warmth to the dull room.

As soon as Shen Lingxi stepped into the attic, he saw a thin and small soul figure wearing a bright yellow python robe, facing them sideways, sitting on his knees in the afterglow of the setting sun.

His gaze was extremely pure and lonely, looking at the sun that was about to sink in the west......