Chapter 44 Ghost Handmaid

"If you tell what happened tonight tomorrow, you won't be able to live to see the sun the day after tomorrow!" The voice came, and before Jing Li fully understood it, the figure flashed, the bamboo forest shook, and the woman disappeared in an instant.

If the chill in the throat is still there, if it weren't for the beating of the heart, if it hadn't been too real, Jing Li would really think that he was already dreaming. Zhou Zhi Superman is here. This woman must also be the one who injured Ling Cairong. So, will she continue to see Zhou Zhichao?

Looking at this huge bamboo forest and thinking about Zhou Zhichao's grand ambition, her heart hesitated and sighed and wanted to go back, but found that her legs could not take a step. Jing Li couldn't help laughing at herself. Looking at this bamboo forest, thinking about Zhou Zhichao, she couldn't help but feel it and pulled out the edge. The small bamboo branch wrote on the ground: "The snow pressure on the bamboo head is low, and it is about to be stained with mud. On a round of red day, it is still the same as the sky."

"Alas, the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold. I hope you can get out of all this and welcome a sunny day!" Looking around again, Jing Li did not hesitate and turned out of the bamboo forest.

Just after Jing Li left, a man also came out from behind the rockery. He sat in a soft chair and slowly pushed to the place where Jing Li had just stood. The moonlight shone on the ground and printed the first sentence of the four lines on the ground. The man on the chair was shocked and immediately called, "Wan Qing!"

"Master!" The figure flashed, and the ghost-like woman dodged to him.

The man's tone was very eager. He turned the wheelchair and said urgently, "Where was the little brother just now? Go and call him over. I want to see him."

"Master, I don't know whether it's an enemy or a friend. I just injured Ling Cairong tonight, and then a little brother came. Don't you think it's strange? This person must have been sent by Ling Cairong, and the master still doesn't need to see him.

"What if he is not? You also heard that he strayed into the bamboo forest!" Looking at the words on the ground, the man was a little excited and sad, but Wan Qing still didn't move. She said coldly, "No, I must not let my master suffer any harm. Master, go back. It's time to take medicine."

"Alas!" With a sigh, the man reluctantly looked at the bamboo forest. His eyes seemed to look out through the bamboo forest. It is really rare for a man to write such a bright poem. What's more, in today's society, it is a man who has no talent or virtue. It is rare to find the same person as himself. He has regrets in his heart.

Wan Qing didn't say anything. She turned around and pushed up the wheelchair. She went away on the moonlit bluestone path and gradually disappeared to the end. In the bamboo forest, the handsome figure was thoughtful.

"Your Majesty, how's it going? Are you all right?" As soon as Jing Li came out, everyone immediately gathered around. Jing Li smiled indifferently, and his eyes were full of joy. He shook his head and said, "It's okay, go back to the palace!"

"Your Majesty, have you seen Mr. Zhou? That...that ghost girl, did I hurt you?" Ling Cairong looked at Jing Li worriedly. Jing Li smiled again. She turned to Ling Cairong, her sleeves fluttering, very handsome, and said with a faint smile, "Look, what do I lack?"

Everyone smiled when they saw her rare naughty appearance. Jing Li waved her hand, and everyone left together. They came out of the Penglai Inn, and the crescent moon was hanging in the west. It was already midnight. Jing Li came to the Lanyue Building again. Only here was still a lot of voices. She came in from the back door of the Lanyue Building and swaggered from the front door of the Lanyue Building. Get out.

In the palace, all the palaces were already asleep. Jing Li went directly to his own bedroom Taihe Palace. This was originally the place where the former emperor lived. For a long time, Jing Li refused to come. She was still afraid to recall the former emperor's kindness to her. Today, she came.

She was so tired that she was so tired that she didn't even change her clothes, and she fell asleep, but the whole palace immediately spread rumors that the emperor was infatuated with flowers and willows, and returned from the moon building late at night and never went to the East Palace.

It is said that the emperor was infatuated with Hua Feiliu. Unexpectedly, in order to please the beauty, he did not hesitate to destroy himself and went to the brothel under the brothel disguised as a man. No man went to the brothel under the sky. It was simply nonsense. This rumor spread quickly in the world like a breeze.

Because of such rumors, before dawn, the palace owner sat out of the palace. Yin Zhaoyu, who was in the chase, held the picture scroll in his hand tightly. His heart was very heartbeat. He didn't know whether it was right, but he couldn't let the emperor run outside. The emperor was young. Maybe she didn't know that she would do this in the court. What kind of impact.

The Lanyue Building in the daytime is like a sleeping baby. It is quiet and unbearable to be disturbed. Yin Ping got off the chase, quickly walked to the flower bed of the Lanyue Building, and reached out and smashed the door with anger.

The urgent voice shocked the people in the building. A man in his fifties opened the door. When he saw Yin Ping's posture, he smiled with both hands and said, "Sir, we are closed during the day. If you want to enjoy dancing or listen to music, please come at night."

As he said, he was about to close the door. I think so. There is no man walking in the brothel. If there is really a man coming, it must be a woman's waiter to make trouble.

"Bold!" Seeing this, Yin Ping immediately shouted and said coldly, "The palace master has arrived, why don't you ask all of them to pick them up immediately?"

"The palace...the lord of the palace?" The man in his fifties was dumbfounded. He looked up and passed Yin Ping and saw Yin Zhaoyu sitting in the middle of him. He was handsome and elegant. Is it possible that this time the little emperor made trouble here and went to the queen?

The man was so shocked that he immediately ran to the courtyard. Soon after, the sleepy-eyed and messy men gathered in the courtyard in panic. Yin Zhaoyu got out of the sedan chair and slowly walked into the courtyard elegantly.

The yard was built on the boat, but there should be everything. Yin Zhaoyu looked around for a week and looked at the man kneeling in front. He saw that his skin was like white jade, and his face was cold. Although his eyes were eyelids, he still couldn't hide the elegant demeanor of the beautiful peach blossoms. There was no fear all around him. Yin Zhaoyu looked at him, and he He also looked up at Yin Zhaoyu.

"You are Hua Fei Liu!" He is really beautiful. No matter how late Yin Zhaoyu is, he will recognize him at a glance. Hua Feiliu kowtows and whispers, "The parble knocks on the lord of the palace, the lord of the palace is thousands of years old!"

Hua Feiliu bowed, and a group of men behind him also saluted with trembling voices. Yin Zhaoyu showed a gentle smile. He stretched out his hand and whispered, "Get up. I'm here today. I just want to talk to Playboy. Playboy, can you take a step to talk?"