It's not all to blame him, the ancients were very awed by ghosts and gods, and Leng Gong, since ancient times, has been the place where the most grievances have been buried.
Su Kui's words with a magnificent smile on his face but with a quiet tone, even if Hong Desheng had a lot of knowledge, he found it too scary. Especially, now I don't know when the sun has been covered by dark clouds outside, and the layers have accumulated, and the sky has become drowsy.
As soon as the door closed, the air inside was suppressed a lot.
Su Kui turned a deaf ear to Hong Desheng's question, and calmly walked towards the little eunuch who was limp on the ground.
Seeing her approaching, the little eunuch kept stepping back, but was so frightened that he couldn't stand up anymore. Not long after he entered the palace, where has he seen such a battle? It was also a good fate, and was assigned to be a janitor by Hong Desheng's side.
Seeing her like this now, I think of many terrifying legends about the palace, and I even wonder if she is possessed by something dirty
"What do you, what are you going to do, don't get close to me, ah, go away!!" The little eunuch backed away, his face pale with fright, and kept asking for help from Hong Desheng, "General Manager, you save me, she is not a human, she is ghost!!"
"Master, help me!"
"Sneez—" Su Kui sneered when he heard the words, his voice became gloomy again, and he said coldly: "Since you have seen your true body, so, I definitely can't keep you!"
She has a faint tone, like the cry of the old forest in the middle of the night, when the wind blows.
Liu Ying was so frightened that her face paled.
Hong Desheng was a bit older. Hearing these words, although she was disturbed by her, she did not believe her words. He wiped his sweat, and said: "My lord, don't scare the old slave. The old slave is too old to be frightened. If you feel unhappy and feel that the old slave has disturbed your cleanliness, just say it, old slave. The slave apologizes to you, can this door be opened?"
Hearing this, Su Kui, who had already walked in front of the little eunuch, raised his eyes and glanced at Hong Desheng with a smile but not a smile, but he shook his head and pursed his lips.
Hong Desheng's lips trembled, "Your lord, the old slave promises you that you will be punished severely when you return? Look, if you are in this cold palace, if you punish the servants next to the emperor privately, I'm afraid the emperor—"
In the words, there was already a hint of warning.
Although his city is deep and extremely tolerant, it does not mean that he can bear a mad woman in a cold palace pretending to be a ghost here.
In the harem, who, even the queen, had to give a polite call to the master when he saw him? According to him, the women in the harem are all moons in the water, flowers in the mirror, and petting is also the past. But he is different. As long as he doesn't make a big mistake, until he died, he will sit firmly in the seat of the chief executive, beside the emperor, to be a figure that pleases many concubines and concubines.
But this woman, she is so angry, she is shameless!
Thinking of this, Hong Desheng's face has become colder, and his tone has also changed, "Manny, the old slave respects you because of the emperor, but you must also know that you haven't left the cold palace yet! Old slave whether you are really crazy or Fake madness, now, either go out with the old slave, or ask the palace man to step aside, the old slave will never get in your sight!"
Su Kui still shook his head, "No—"
"You—" Hong Desheng was also annoyed.
Su Kui raised her index finger on her lips, and gave a soft "hush".
"In the cold palace, no noise is forbidden, it will shock the soul, Manager Hong."
In a word, success silenced Hong Desheng.