Chapter 49 The towering wall of the Royal Palace, the ghost dance of Bai Ling in the sky

"Who?" I also looked straight at him, afraid of a flash, and missed the most important message on his face.

"Twenty years ago, Duan Qianyurong, the princess of Jin of the State of Yan..."

The breath in my heart finally slowly relaxed. It turned out to be her, Princess Yurong of the Fantasy Continent, who was also Xiao Yeyu's mother. I forgot her for a moment. It is rumored that Princess Yurong is not only as beautiful as a fairy, but also has the ability to never forget. At that time, she was the favorite princess of King Jiang in the Fantasy Continent. With her intelligence, it is natural to learn this song.

It's a pity that a rumor in those years took the life of Princess Yurong and cut off the father-son relationship between Xiao Yeyu and Xiao Qingci...

When Ximenque saw that my face suddenly turned calm, he seemed puzzled: "Do you have anything to do with her?"

I covered it up: "I can't talk about the origin, but the name of Princess Jin of the State of Yan is so loud that who doesn't know and who doesn't know? I've only heard it mentioned occasionally.

Ximenque didn't seem to believe it and kept staring into my eyes.

I couldn't escape to look into his gloomy eyes: "Did I win this bet?"

Ximenque also did not dodge, and his head slowly approached me: "What do you think?"

I smiled coldly, sat down on the nearest stool, and picked up the teacup beside me: "It depends on whether the people present are worth listening or not!"

Ximenque glanced at Xiao Xuanzi, Eun Gong Huang and Luo Qi beside him. All the people who were swept by his cold eyes were so deep that they didn't dare to say a word.

Ximen Que looked at me proudly, as if he wanted to open his mouth. At this time, he had been staying quietly in his arms. The spiritual little Quezi jumped to the ground, found a safer place, and shouted at Ximenque twice in protest.

Ximenque's fierce eyes suddenly swept over, and Xiaoquezi was so scared that he squeaked and hid at my feet.

Luo Qi was in a hurry and was afraid that Ximenque would kick the "little traitor" to death in the next second. He quickly ran over and picked up Xiao Quezi and went out.

My eyes were once again staring at Ximenque. In full view of the public, it was not that no one saw the loss of mind when Ximenque had just listened to the song, especially how could he hide the surprise on his face when he heard that he was playing the soul.

But there are some people who are thick-skinned and want to be the king of a country and cheat: "What if I don't admit defeat?"

After all, Xiao Xuanzi was young. Not long after he followed Ximenque, he had never heard that the emperor also played tricks. He stared at Ximenque in disbelief with wide eyes. He was about to open his mouth, but he was pulled by the cautious Grandpa Huang.

I still drank tea calmly: "It's not the first time I've seen Ximenque cheating. It's not a big strange thing."

Grandpa Huang smelled the smell of gunpowder on Ximenque's body and quickly pulled Xiao Xuanzi away.

Ximenque stood up and approached me step by step. Finally, he stood behind me and lowered his head to my ear and said, "I will naturally give you the person you want, but I have a condition."

"I would like to hear more about it!"

"How about you even ask me?"

"Puff..." No matter how calm I can calm down, I just sip a mouthful of water in my mouth and spit it out vividly.

Turning around and looking at Ximenque behind him, he looked like, "I knew you would have this reaction before I stood behind you."

I instantly restrained my smile and said, "Ximenque, I'm not in the mood to play this kind of game with you. All I want is the spoiled flying concubines in the Changmen Palace. As for the reason, you don't have to ask, and I won't tell you. Even if I tell you, you won't understand. If you are willing to let them go, it will be their blessing. If you don't, think that Murong Yu didn't mention this to you today. Anyway, if I can't get out of this palace in my life, one day I will become a lonely soul there.

Ximenque seemed to be suddenly clear: "It turns out that the song "Ode to the Long Gate" you just saw was for this? Do you know that there must be a good reason to convince me of what I want to promise?

"As for the reason, didn't you hear it all when you listened to the song just now?"

"Woman, I told you that your compassion will hurt you sooner or later? Do you know who is locked up there?

"I know it very well!"

Ximenque's eyes have never left my eyes: "I don't understand that they have been resentful for a long time, which makes them haunted by the devil. Few people will approach the Changmen Palace. What do you want them to come?"

I also looked at him unrelentingly: "It's extremely stupid. It's just a disease. How can the devil say it?"

"You mean you can cure them?"

"It's not possible, but definitely!" My voice is resolute.

Ximenque suddenly stood up straight, and his whole body exuded incomparable majesty: "Come on..."

The three people outside the door entered the door as soon as they heard the words.

"Serve the noble concubine to go to the Changmen Palace. From today on, all the treatment of the noble concubine is the same as that of the Changmen Palace. Served by Grandpa Huang and Luo Qi. When will the people of Changmen Palace be cured, and when will they move to the Qingcheng Hall?

Luo Qi and Mr. Huang knelt on the ground in astonishment, as if they had not realized what the uncertain emperor had just said. When they looked up again, I was still sitting indifferently at the vermilion carved table alone.

Luo Qi got up and walked to me: "Your Noble Concubine..."

"Nothing, go and get ready..." Grandpa Huang and Luo Qi looked at me with complicated eyes and quietly retreated.

The little Que outside the door "squeaked" in and kept running under my feet.

I picked it up and put it in my arms, stroked its white fluff, stared at its round eyes and said, "Are you afraid? If you are afraid, go back to your master..." Xiao Quezi was put on the ground by me, but it still rushed around at my feet and refused to leave.

I picked it up and put it in front of me again and said coldly, "If you don't want to leave. Just stay by my side and don't report my actions to Simonque anymore. Although I am not strong enough now, I will do my best to protect the people around me.

Xiao Quezi was psychic. Hearing my words, he rushed to my arms with a "squeak" and his head clung to my arms.

Changmen Palace.

This place is originally an ominous place. In order to isolate it from the palace outside, the main door of the Changmen Palace is the Changchang Palace Road, which only accommodates a carriage.

Late at night, the palace wall is dilapidated, dark and empty. The ginkgo tree beside the road had lost its leaves for a long time. No one cleaned it for a long time, and the withered leaves fell to the ground and stepped on it like a female ghost.

The little Quezi in his arms leaned against my arms, and his hair was tied up all over his body.

After all, Huang Gonggong and Luo Qi behind him were not ordinary servants. They raised their vigilance and protected them tightly.

The towering wall is getting deeper and deeper, and the thick bluestone bricks are lined with a strange cold. As she walked forward, the woman's singing became clearer and clearer, but the singing seemed to be crying.

It has finally come to an end. Grandpa Huang pushed the heavy broken door away all year round. Suddenly, a cold wind swept over, and people couldn't help turning their heads to cover their faces. When I looked up again, the front was calm, and the white silk flying everywhere in the yard was dancing like a ghost, and everywhere was full of the breath of death, like the underworld, making people's hair stand upright. Huang Gonggong and Luo Qi guarded me in the middle one by one.

Traveling through the white silk, the cold white silk occasionally crosses the neck, which makes people feel cold on their backs.

Suddenly, I saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl in white hanging from a ginkgo tree not far away. She spit out her long tongue and stared her eyes. She was looking at me. My frightened face turned pale for a moment, and my hand holding Xiao Quezi couldn't help shaking. Xiao Quezi felt my fear and began to "squeak" uneasily. .

"Your Noble Concubine..." Luo Qi held my body when I almost fell. At this time, I found that my palms were full of cold sweat.

When I looked up again, I saw that the girl in white hanging from the ginkgo tree was still kicking her legs in mid-air.

Reason pulled back my frightening thoughts: "Come on, save people... Come on..."

Eunuch Huang and Luo Qi jumped up almost at the same time. Eunuch Huang had a dagger in his hand and cut off the white silk above the girl's head. Luo Qi then fell beside me.

The girl's face is pale, her lips are blue, and her hair is messy.

I pulled her hand and put my fingers on her wrist. Fortunately, she was rescued in time and finally saved her life. As soon as she was rescued, she coughed heavily, gasped, and her eyes were full of tears.

Suddenly I felt that there was someone behind me. I suddenly turned around and saw the same unkempt woman. The moment she saw me, her inquiring eyes suddenly tightened, and the hand holding her chest was so powerful that she stared at me, and her face was full of disbelief: "You are...you..."

I stood up to talk to her, but she suddenly shook her head and ran back in horror: "The ghost of Concubine Rou came to take revenge, and Concubine Rou came to ask for her life..."