Chapter 112: Approaching the Truth (1)
Mallow floated lightly through the delicate body of her bellflower, gliding through the half-withered and half-wilted bare yellow grass, moving with ease.
But under the increasingly bright palace sky, there were already many figures of people who got up early and hurried on the vermilion walls, either palace maids or eunuchs.
Only in an inconspicuous place, you can see a touch of light purple, sometimes accelerating, sometimes stopping.
It has been a while since the mallow came out of Fengxiao Courtyard, and the path led by the faint golden light ahead does not know how far it is.
She could feel that the day was getting brighter and brighter, and the air still smelled of the evaporating morning dew, and even more could smell the slightest hint of blood.
For fear of provoking the sideways eyes of the rest, they stopped all the way, and finally, the mallow stopped.
At the same time, only the mallow visible guide light on the road disappeared without a trace, and the small flowers pinched out of thin air were dancing on the side, until the bellflower of mallow arrived, the small flower jumped lightly and dissipated into the air.
This Xiuya Courtyard is quiet but it can't be called, but there is a sense of pretending to be quiet, full of fishy smell, from the inside to the outside.
Mallow thought to herself: No wonder, the smell has become heavier and heavier all the way, and it turns out that this place is deeply hidden...
"Xiuyayuan" is not much different from its name, although it is still a cold residence that has not been renovated for many years, just like the fall of Fengxiao Temple, but it is slightly different.
The fallen leaves of this place were cleaned, neatly piled together, and there were no unbridled vines, and the whole place looked spacious.
Behind a large moss-covered stone, the petals of the mallow swayed, revealing her own inner doubts.
"Wow, blahhβ"
There was the sound of hurried footsteps, mixed with the whispered sound of a small, scorching conversation.
"Qin'er, it's our turn to be on duty again today, it's really terrible to look at Fang ... I always feel like..."
Hearing this, Mallow shook her body and leaned out a little to look.
I saw two little girls of fifteen or sixteen years old, pushing each other, their faces full of fear for the palace in front of them.
The two of them were dressed in plain apricot-colored coarse cloth skirts, with similar buns tied on their heads, immature and neat.
Their voices continued.
"The other day, I listened... Listening to Mama, there is an inexplicable sound of hammering the wall at night, which is really scary to death. β
With trembling voices, the two little girls snuggled up, not wanting to look forward.
"Yes, yes! I heard that a concubine hanged herself in the previous dynasty, and I... I really don't understand why we have to change a new group of palace maids every other day.... And the palace maids who came out seemed to be chattering..."
"Alas, let's stop chewing the root of the tongue, my father-in-law will come later, and we will all have to clean and keep vigil in it today and tonight.... Can't get out..."
Their faces were pale, their lips faded, and their faces were full of sorrow, and they stopped moving.
And the two of them spoke very quietly, and even Malallow sounded a little difficult.
At this time, mallow was still immersed in what the two of them were saying.
Instead, a shrill sound suddenly broke the silence.
The mallow leaf petals shook again.
"Bold! Don't go in yet! The hour is over, and I have to kill you. β
The person who came was an old man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, and his voice seemed to be choked in the throat, and he was pinching his throat to speak.
He hooked his back, his eyes glowed with a fierce green light, and he was dressed in dark robes, which looked much more valuable than the two palace maids.
"Grand Duke!"
After hearing this, the two palace maids were suddenly excited, trembled, and threw themselves down at a loss.
Coincidentally, one of the palace maids was too panicked and actually mixed a gravel.
This palace maid was unstable, her feet were crooked, and with a scream, she pounced directly in the direction of mallow with a scream.
"Ahh
Mallow's heart tightened, and she quickly shook her body and dodged.
But she still couldn't escape, the round face, the closed eyes and the big mouth kept enlarging in front of her.
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