Royal Beloved Black Wife

   Chapter 197 There are ghosts in this world (1)

ghost?

Zhuge Ye's glinting eyes narrowed slightly, and he squinted at the cousin. The cousin has always been daring, he knows better than anyone else, otherwise he would not be able to develop a superb ability, but now, he He actually asked him whether he believed there were ghosts in this world—

   Zhuge Ye touched his forehead: "Are you confused?"

  Shangguan Yu slapped his hand away: "I'm serious with you!"

  Zhuge Ye realized that his cousin was not joking with him, so he also looked a little awe-inspiring: "This trip to Xuzhou, what did you find?"

Shangguan Yu chose an official hat chair at random and sat down, with his elbows on his thighs, and his palms rubbing his face, for a long while, his cheeks hurt, and then he said: "Cousin, what kind of skill do you think is possible in this world? Is it taken from the wall, or through the wall?"

   Zhuge Ye narrowed his eyes slightly: "Tell me the point!"

  Shangguan Yu sighed, his eyes still so frightened: "The carriage, the white carriage, without the driver, all those white horses run in a certain direction as if they were being driven."

   Hearing "white carriage, no coachman", Zhuge Ye's expression became a little bit more positive, which seems to be similar to the unsolved case on West Street... He gave Shangguan Yu a look and motioned for Shangguan Yu to continue.

  Shangguan Yu said, "I saw them...disappeared from a wall."

   penetrates the wall... gone, is that what you mean?

   Isn't this very similar to the one that penetrated the body of the guard?

   "Could it be that it... came to the capital?" Zhuge Ye muttered subconsciously.

   Shangguan Yu's eyes trembled: "The capital? It's coming to the capital?"

   He chased it for a few months, and every time it was about to catch up, it suddenly passed through the wall, and when he also went over the wall to look for it, he couldn't find anything.

   Zhuge Ye told Shangguan Yu about the unsolved case on West Street, including playing the flute of the forbidden song of the previous dynasty.

After listening to it, Shangguan Yu raised his head sharply: "Yes! There is also the flute! The flute sound is too weird. When I heard it... I remembered all the things that I had forgotten! Including the incident when I fell into a ditch when I was one year old! What a **** scumbag!"

   One year old fell into a ditch…

   Zhuge Ye burst out laughing.

   No wonder this guy is so stinky.

   Shangguan Yu blushed with embarrassment: "What are you laughing at? Tell you the business, do you have any sense of justice?"

  Zhuge Ye cleared his throat and stopped laughing at him, but began to think about the key to the problem. What Shangguan Yu said was roughly the same as what the guard said, white horses and white cars, unmanned vehicles, and the ability to penetrate, and hearing forbidden songs can bring back some dusty memories—

memory…

   Zhuge Ye frowned thoughtfully, did he want someone to remember something?

   This bold guess made Zhuge Ye a little excited: "Where did you first see it?"

  Shangguan Yu thought for a while and said, "The town of Bishui in Changzhou."

  Clear Water Town?

   Isn't that an important pass from the imperial tomb to Beijing?

   Zhuge Ye was thinking about it here, and over there, Shangguan Yu asked aloud: "Cousin, do you think that Emperor Jingren of the previous dynasty came back to restore the country?"

   Zhuge Ye shook his head.

   "No?" Shangguan Yu widened his eyes.

   Zhuge Ye said: "I don't know."

   There are very few people who know this piece of music. Usually, the previous priest is dead, and the elders will hand over the score to the next priest, but they will not tell who has studied it. He only knew that it was the seventeenth term that had been passed on to him, and nothing else was clear.

   But even he wouldn't dare to play that tune at will, because there is a price to pay.

  The two discussed for a while without any results, Zhuge Ye asked Shangguan Yu to go back to his room to rest first.

Shangguan Yu already knew that his little niece, Oolong, had married into the palace like a dragon. She was both angry and funny. After sternly warning Zhuge Ye that he could only keep Shangguan Ling but not to meet him, he returned to his own yard. .

   Zhuge Ye had no interest in a half-old child, shook his head, and returned to Liujing Pavilion.

In the wing of the outer courtyard of Liujing Pavilion, Chu Qianqian was changing the medicine for the young man. His injury was too severe. The medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor was too mild and the effect was not very good. She adjusted a box of medicines with strong properties. It works, but it's definitely uncomfortable to apply on the wound. Why does he still seem to be smiling?

   And when he smiles, she will raise the corners of her lips.

   "Does it hurt?" Seemingly realizing his gaffe, Chu Qianqian paused and asked.

   The young man shook his head, not knowing what to think, then nodded again, those innocent eyes, as pitiful as a kitten.

   So he is... acting like a spoiled child?

  Chu Qianqian was taken aback by this nonsense speculation, and laughed at herself, as she clearly had nothing to do with him.

   After rubbing the medicine on the boy, Chu Qianqian urged, "Don't touch water, don't eat peppers, don't drink alcohol, and open more windows for ventilation."

After    finished speaking, he wanted to get up and leave, but the boy grabbed his wrist.

  Danju frowned: "Don't be rude!"

  The boy looked at Chu Qianqian pitifully, and whimpered lowly.

  Chu Qianqian felt as if she couldn't be ruthless towards him, so she sat back on the stool and asked, "What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

  The boy didn't speak, just looked at her fixedly, as if begging her to stay.

   Let the dignified prince concubine of the regent stay in a servant's room, what is the etiquette? Even Chu Qianqian, who never paid attention to the rules, felt that it was not in line with etiquette, but it was strange that she was still a little reluctant to leave even knowing that it was not in line with etiquette.

  She didn't leave, the young man was happy, but Shangguan Ling, who was stuffed in the quilt, was about to breathe out.

In order not to be seen as much as possible, she put her whole body on the boy's body, her nose fell on his arm, his smell was very good, the faint body fragrance and the faint medicinal fragrance, but also warm, a bit like a memory The taste of the father in the middle makes people feel stable.

  If she could, she would really like to sleep here tonight, but...but she can't breathe...

   (end of this chapter)