Zi Yan said: "I came here today just to talk to Fei'er. Because I also feel indignant because of Rong Changan's treatment of Master Chu in this way. For my own self-interest, I will frame Master Chu. If someone in the disaster area dies, So Master Chu wants to pay for his life?"
Zi Yan and Chu Lin scolded Rong Chang'an for a while, and then turned their eyes: "Okay, I should go too, so I won't disturb you father and daughter talking about each other."
Then he said goodbye and went back to Jiaogong. In the sleeping hall, the lamps and candles were shining brightly, Ziyan called Qingqing out, but then shouted: "Grandpa Nan!"
After a while, Nan Ming, who was dressed in eunuch clothes, walked in with serious eyes.
"My concubine, is there anything wrong with me?"
Zi Yan didn't respond, she opened the closet and took out two pieces of clothes. One is pink, and the other is plain gauze singlet, which is as thin as paper and light as a cloud.
"You put on these two clothes and go do something tonight."
Nan Ming: "What is it?"
Ziyan's face was gloomy: "These two clothes are Rong Changan's favorite. The red one is worn inside, and the plain gauze is worn outside. You put on the clothes and go to Zixuan's Fengwu Palace."
"Kill Zixuan?"
Zi Yan shook her head, and Jin Bu Yao under her earlobe followed suit: "I didn't kill her, I just frightened her! After my repeated foreshadowing, the current Zi Xuan should have doubts about Rong Chang'an. If you pretend to be Rong Chang'an at this moment If you try to scare Zixuan, Zixuan must be terrified."
"Besides, she wears my sachet. There is hallucinogenic medicine in the sachet. She has been inhaling it for years, and now she sleeps during the day, and she also has hallucinations. Her hallucination is that Rong Changan is going to kill her Think about it, if Yan Li went to visit Zixuan, and Zixuan said that Rong Changan wanted to kill her, what would Yan Li think? Zixuan is pregnant with his child now!"
Nan Ming finally understood Zi Yan's idea: "The villain understands!"
Zi Yan said: "If you want to pretend to be Rong Chang'an, you also need a necessary outfit."
"what?"
Ziyan took out another mahogany box from the cabinet, opened the lid, and inside was a golden sword. The blade is as thin as a bamboo leaf, extremely sharp, killing without blood.
"This is a soft sword. I asked a master swordsmith to make it for me deliberately. It imitated the soft sword that Rong Changan carried with him. Seeing this soft sword, Zixuan had to believe that the person who wanted to kill her The person must be Rong Changan."
Nan Ming picked up the soft sword and swung it twice, feeling that it was a bit light and not easy to use. It can be used by women.
Zi Yan earnestly warned: "You have to act like you want to kill her but you can't, so you can leave Fengwu Palace. Remember, you must be careful not to be caught by the inner guards. Otherwise, not only you and me, but also Your master Li Hao will suffer!"
Nan Ming clasped his hands: "The villain understands!"
Zi Yan looked at the sky: "When the night is dead, you can set off!"
…
The night was silent and the stars were scattered like snow. Nan Ming put on the clothes given by Zi Yan, jumped up the red wall, flew away like a cat, and after a while, came to the back garden of Fengwu Palace.
But when I passed the well, I only heard the gurgling sound in the water. Nan Ming was puzzled, so he looked into the well.
I saw under the light of the stars and the moon, the water in the well made a sound of gurgling on the one hand, and rippled on the other. Then, something incredible happened to Nan Ming!
Floating out of the water was a woman with disheveled hair and dressed in white, grabbing the wall of the well, slowly climbing up like a gecko.
Although Nan Ming had experienced many things, it was the first time he encountered such a ghost. The liver and gallbladder are almost broken! He swallowed his saliva, jumped into the octagonal glazed pavilion, and hid behind a pillar to peek.
The female ghost crawled out of the well, wet, without touching the ground, as if something in the sky was holding her, she walked against the wind. On the one hand, he called out leisurely:
"Give me my life! Give me my life!"
Nan Ming said in his heart: "It turns out that Fengming Palace is haunted by ghosts. It can be seen that there are countless people who died unjustly in the palace, and how miserable their deaths are. If they are not miserable and unjust, how can they become ghosts? I don't want to for a long time. Leave, and make trouble in this palace! I will follow, see where she goes?"
Nan Ming was still very scared at first, but he put down his heart and followed the ghost with a soft sword in his hand. I saw the ghost floating in the air, coming to the outside of Zixuan's bedroom. There was a burst of flying sand and rocks, knocking on the doors and windows and crackling.
Nan Ming hid behind a Taihu stone, peeping with his eyes open. No matter how the gust of wind blew against the doors and windows, or how the female ghost yelled "Give me back my life", there was no movement in the bedroom.
"Isn't Zixuan in the house?" Nan Ming thought, "The wind is so strong, and the ghosts are screaming so loudly, why didn't a maid come over?" The more Nan Ming thought about it, the more strange it became.
Suddenly, the female ghost screamed, opened the window, and poked her head into the window.
Nan Ming's back felt cold! If he was a man, if such a female ghost came into the window at night, he would be so frightened that he would faint when he woke up and saw it! Why didn't Zixuan move at all? Could it be that Zixuan is really not in the bedroom tonight, but in Yan Li's Yong'an Palace
What kind of enmity does this female ghost have with Zixuan? Does it come to make trouble every night? If there is trouble every day, Zixuan should see it! There are all kinds of doubts in my heart, and I don't know how to explain them.
Suddenly, the female ghost poked her head out again, and yelled fiercely: "Give me back my life, you bastard!"
When there was nothing to do, another gust of wind blew by, flying sand and rocks, charming eyes, Nan Ming hid behind the Taihu rocks and couldn't open his eyes. After a while, the wind stopped and the night was quiet, the stars were scattered like snow in the dark blue sky, and the cicadas were singing all around. — as if nothing happened!
Nan Ming rubbed his eyes, and then opened them to see, where did he see that female ghost again!
"What's going on here? Could it be that I had a dream? I can only dream while lying on the bed, how can I see someone dreaming while walking?" Nan Ming's heart trembled suddenly, "Could it be that someone's spell caused him to hallucinate? gone?"
To say it was an illusion, but what I saw and heard just now was real!
Just wondering, a delicate voice came from among the green windows and vermilion households.
"Laner, Laner!"
The sound is mellow and crisp, which is no less than Xianle.
Quick and light footsteps were heard outside the yard. A maid carrying a red lantern and a pot of tea walked across the yard, stretched out a small white hand like jade, and pushed the door open.
"Imperial Concubine Zixuan, what can I order?" If the maid's voice was very delicate, there was awe in her tenderness.
Nan Ming was even more puzzled: "Just now the female ghost yelled 'Return my life' so loudly, it's understandable if Zixuan couldn't hear it when she was sleeping, but the maid was waiting outside the yard, couldn't she also hear it?" Are you there? Zixuan's voice is weak and weak, but the maid heard it instead?"
Zixuan said: "I'm thirsty, you can pour me a cup of calming tea."
"yes!"
Lan'er tilted the teapot, and a stream of hot tea flowed into the Dingzhou white porcelain teacup. The amber tea was set off by the whiteness, making the tea even more precious and rare.
Zixuan pinched the teacup, slowly raised her jade arm, slightly lifted her slightly disheveled head with blue hair, and only heard a voice as thin as gossamer from between her red lips and white teeth. She wiped the corners of her mouth, a satisfied smile appeared on her greasy face.