Haihua reached out and took it from Yuxiu's hand, as if afraid that she would go back on her word, and as soon as she took it, she turned around and handed it to Liu Lanxin.
Liu Lanxin opened it, took out one of them, looked at it, and asked, "Does the British princess like this kind of ruby earrings?"
"Our princess likes it very much, because there are our princess's words on it." At this point, even if Yuxiu was hesitant, there was nothing she could do. She exhaled deeply and her expression became more flexible.
After all, she is the head maid, and she is usually smart and clever, and she has adjusted her mood at this time.
Liu Lanxin turned the earring over as she was told and found the mark on the corner. As expected, she saw a very tiny word inside. It really was the word "shadow". She couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Is this... a gift from your prince?"
"It was given by our prince. Our princess likes it the most and always carries it with her. Although it is useless, she always feels more at ease with it." Yuxiu said.
Liu Lanxin smiled. Qu Moying married Pei Yuanjun, but she really couldn't win his heart. Looking at her, it would be better for her not to marry. She couldn't see him and could only miss him by looking at his things. The Princess of England was really just a matter of name.
"Princess Jing, although I am an old servant in your house, I am also our princess's person. Please keep your promise, Princess Jing." Yu Xiu knelt down with a plop. Her eyes were red and her voice was choked unconsciously. This showed that she still cared about her current master and really didn't want Qu Moying to get into trouble.
But that's all.
Liu Lanxin mocked in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She even reached out to help Yuxiu: "Don't worry, this princess will keep her word and will definitely not do anything to let Princess Ying down."
Just a maid, I'll just say what I want to say...
Yuxiu came back with a lantern and followed the same path, still passing in front of the attic.
The master of Qingyun Temple and Ningyin Zhenren on the attic were still standing there watching her walk by. Then she looked up at Princess Jing's residence. The lights there were still on, and it was obvious that Princess Jing had not slept yet.
"Princess Ying, Princess Jing..." In the darkness, the master of Qingyun Temple suddenly sneered and said to himself, "Even the Crown Princess is nothing. A Princess Ying and a Princess Jing... What can they accomplish?"
The contemptuous attitude in these words made Master Ning Yin break out in cold sweat again. He didn't dare to respond and hid in a dark corner, quietly pretending that he didn't exist.
She didn't dare to think about the meaning of these words, nor did she dare to think further...
After a long while, I heard the Qingyun Temple Master say, "Check the bamboo building again tomorrow night. If there is really nothing..."
"Really? Are we going to burn down the bamboo house?" Master Ning Yin was shocked and asked involuntarily.
The Qingyun Temple Master shook his head: "How could that be? Why burn it? If it's burned, there will be nothing left, and... if it's burned, won't it attract the King of England?"
Although he may not necessarily be attracted here, there is a high possibility that he will come to take a look. The master of Qingyun Temple does not want his Qingyun Temple to be targeted by the King of England.
Anyone targeted by this person will definitely not have a good ending.
She didn't want to stand out, she just wanted to find something.
"When the time comes, just say that I changed my mind." The master of Qingyun Temple said indifferently. A little princess of England was held in his hands because of a guard's matter. Whatever she said at that time would be up to him.
"Yes." Master Ning Yin nodded and felt relieved. She had previously thought that the master of Qingyun Temple really wanted to burn down the bamboo building.
Anyone could see that burning down the bamboo building would be detrimental to Qingyun Temple and would attract attention.
Under normal circumstances, the Qingyun Monastery Master would not do this, but what about abnormal circumstances? It's hard to say...
"Give the guard a stronger dose tomorrow, so that he dies..." The Qingyun Temple Master ordered again, his eyes growing colder in the darkness, "As long as the guard dies, the matter will be in our hands. We can blame Princess Ying for not taking action properly. Let Princess Ying know that if this matter is exposed, she will be held responsible and the King of Ying will divorce her."
Zhenren Ning Yin nodded silently, but realized that it was dark and the master of Qingyun Temple could not see her nodding, so she quickly responded.
"Master... What exactly are you looking for?" In the darkness, even if there are some words that you dare not say, it seems that you can still ask in a low voice.
Master Ning Yin blurted out the words, and after he finished speaking, he felt panic in his heart, bit his lip, and regretted it deeply.
This question has been asked before, and the leader of Qingyun Temple didn't say anything, which meant that she wouldn't tell me. Why is she so tactless as to ask it again!
"Miscellaneous music score."
"What?" Master Ning Yin didn't hear clearly and asked subconsciously.
"It's a book of miscellaneous talks, and also a book of music scores." The master of Qingyun Temple did not get angry this time, and spoke slowly, enunciating each word.
"What... is this?" Master Ning Yin heard it clearly this time, but still did not understand.
The Qingyun Temple Master followed Yuxiu's light with his eyes. He could see far in the darkness and could see the movement of the light. He watched the maid enter the courtyard of the Prince of Ying's Mansion and the light went out...
"A book of miscellaneous talks, a very important book of miscellaneous talks, and some music scores at the back, which I wrote but are not very famous. These should be them." She turned and walked to the futon she had sat on before in the dark, then lowered her body and sat cross-legged, "Come and sit!"
Master Ning Yin came over and sat down on the cushion where he had sat before based on his feeling.
"I have treated Princess Hengyang as my lifelong confidant and friend. I have been devoted to her, but she treats me like this? She clearly has this thing but she won't give it to me. This thing should be given to me, not her. She is just a daughter who will marry out in the future. What is the point of carrying such a thing?"
The master of Qingyun Temple muttered to himself in the darkness.
Master Ning Yin didn't dare to make a sound, her face was in a panic. She wanted to move, to make a sound, to wake up the Qingyun Monastery Master who seemed to be in a strange state of recovery, but she didn't dare, she really didn't dare...
Didn't they say that the master of the temple was saved by Princess Hengyang? Why did the master of the temple have such a strong grudge against Princess Hengyang? It sounded as if Princess Hengyang had wronged her
"Back then... Hengyang and I were good sisters. We were destined to be sisters, and we had to be a good pair of sisters-in-law... Hengyang was also very good to me. She would definitely tell me the first time she knew what woman her brother was with." Qingyun Guan's voice turned from gentle to aggressive.
"Those lowly women, they don't even know who they are, they actually dared to seduce the prince, they actually dared... dared to seduce the prince, but the prince is still so kind, he actually let them do whatever they want, he actually let them... But I am not the prince, I will not forgive them, if anyone looks at the prince, I will dig out her eyes, if anyone touches the prince, I will cut off her hands."
The resentful voice, accompanied by the night, makes people shudder.
Master Ning Yin was trembling with fear, curled up in one place, biting her lower lip tightly, afraid of making the slightest sound. She was very scared, and she didn't want to know or hear these things.
"The eye fell to the ground. I heard it was a very beautiful eyeball. It's not even as big as an ordinary eyeball after death. It was crushed... Fingers? Didn't you say it was a delicate hand? This hand is broken... How can it still be a delicate hand?" The master of Qingyun Temple was obviously immersed in a strange feeling, as if he didn't know that there was a Zhenren Ningyin here, and continued to laugh softly.
To Master Ning Yin's ears, this laughter sounded more like the cry of an owl at night.
Her face was pale, and she dared not make a sound. She did not dare to listen to the scene described by the Qingyun Temple Master, did not dare to think about it, and did not dare to speak...
She was afraid that she would end up like those women described by the master of Qingyun Temple, not only dying miserably but also having parts of her body violated by her.
I knew that the master of Qingyun Temple was not as he appeared to be, but this was the first time I heard such secret words.
If she could, she would rather run away and leave here. These words were not what she heard. She couldn't listen to such words. She wanted to leave...
The master of Qingyun Temple chuckled, but suddenly stopped. The darkness seemed to have been struck by a stop button, and there was an eerie silence.
"Ning Yin, are you still there?" The master of Qingyun Temple suddenly spoke gently.
Master Ning Yin didn't dare to make any sound. Tears were streaming down his face from fear, but he didn't dare to make even the slightest sound.
"Ning Yin?" The voice of the Qingyun Temple Master became gentler. "Don't be afraid. I was just joking. How could anyone do such a thing?"
The voice was low and slow, and the speed was different from before. Has the master regained his consciousness
Master Ning Yin didn't dare to ask or say anything. Fortunately, it was dark here and no one could see her. She could also hide in the darkness.
Suddenly, she was startled, and she stepped back silently, got down from the futon, stepped back to the side, and hid aside quietly, a little further away from the futon.
Sure enough, I heard the voice of the Qingyun Temple Master muttering to himself: "Is he really gone? I am confused."
The sound came very close to Master Ning Yin, right next to her. That was the cushion where she was sitting before. If she had not moved away just now, the Master of Qingyun Temple would have been in front of her, or had already reached out and held her down.
The terrifying aura made Master Ning Yin bite his lower lip tightly.
"Since you're leaving, I'll leave too." The voice of the Qingyun Temple master went out to the attic door. He heard the sound of her going out, and then went downstairs.
Master Ning Yin then breathed a sigh of relief, stood up tremblingly, went to the window and looked down, and sure enough, he saw the master of Qingyun Temple standing behind a tree.
The moonlight below was still bright enough that one could see the figure of the Qingyun Temple master, standing motionless behind a tree.
It took a long time before I saw the master of Qingyun Temple leave. This time he really left...
"Do we have to go again today?" Qu Moying's face was somewhat unhappy, and her watery eyes were slightly cold.
Anyone would feel annoyed if such a request is made again and again.
"Don't worry, Princess Ying. This is really the last time. You also need to understand our master's affection for his old friend." Master Ning Yin said with a smile.
Her smile seemed a little forced in Qu Moying's eyes, and her face was too pale, even paler than before when she said she was sick. When he made the same request before, Master Ning Yin was very relaxed and would not show such a reluctant look. His heart couldn't help but move slightly. What happened again that he didn't know about
"This matter... I'm afraid it's not easy to handle." Qu Moying frowned.
"Princess Ying, please speak?" Master Ning Yin calmed himself down and asked with a smile.
"The guards have become suspicious." Qu Moying said.
"Since you are suspicious, Princess, just use more medicinal powder this time. Look, I brought you some more." Master Ning Yin smiled and took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve. "If you add all this medicinal powder, you may sleep until dawn, and then you won't suspect anything."
"What kind of medicinal powder is this?" Qu Moying asked vigilantly.
"It's almost the same as before, and the effect is slightly better. Don't worry, Princess, nothing will really go wrong. For things like this, as long as Princess gets the dosage right, nothing will really go wrong." Master Ning Yin comforted her.
Qu Moying was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Did the Immortal go with the Master of Qingyun Temple tonight?"
This sentence made Ning Yin Zhenren shudder. If possible, she didn’t want to go, not at all. Who knows if the master will be like he was last night... At that moment, she really felt that death was very close to her, so close that it was almost within reach. If... the master found that she was still there at that time, would she still be standing here today...
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shudder...