The Empress’ Poor Quality Special Effects

Chapter 157: The ghost hand reappears

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She had always felt that even if these powerful people really wanted to ask her something, they should normally just yell around. After all, there is a huge difference in status. Maybe he will obey every order. Why should he be so easy-going...

Wu Sheyue sighed, once she was bitten by a snake, she was afraid of the well rope for ten years~ And she had not been bitten to death yet, she began to doubt everything.

The sky gets dark very slowly in summer. Several people drank until evening, and it was very bright outside.

Wu Sheyue burped quietly, then put down her chopsticks and said, "Hey, I've seen the Chuixue Pavilion, and I've finished drinking the sweet-scented osmanthus wine. Prince Han, just ask whatever you want. If you don't ask, I'll leave." . But let me tell you first, I may not know what you are talking about."

Duanmu Qinghan raised his eyes to look at Wu Sheyue, while Han Yi tilted her cheek and teased her: "You should know~"

Wu Sheyue raised her eyebrows, and Han Yi continued: "I... want to talk to you about Yu Jing."

For some reason, Wu Sheyue's heart skipped a beat. Maybe it's because her and Yu Jing's interests are already tied together, and Yu Jing knows her secret. So every time her relationship with Yu Jing was mentioned, she always felt very uneasy.

"Why are you talking to me about him? We have nothing to do with him."

Han Yi had a wicked smile on his lips, "But Yu Jing seems to be very interested in you. I heard him climbing the wall into your yard in the middle of the night."

“…”

"He gave you his ring, but you two are not familiar with each other? Who would believe it?"

“…”

Facing the speechless Wu Sheyue, Duanmu Qinghan also rarely spoke: "Do you know where Yu Jing is?"

Wu Sheyue looked at the faces of the two people and frowned tightly: "Why do Han Shizi and this young master think that I will know? With the status of the young prince, would it be possible to call me such an irrelevant name when I go out? Does the concubine know?"

Han Yi snorted. He had heard Wu Sheyue's concubine remarks in the Royal Garden, and now she actually claimed to be a concubine with him. He shook his head and smiled, "Hey, it's intuitive."

"Could it be that... you really don't know?" Duanmu Qinghan felt angry in his heart, so he didn't get anything useful at all this afternoon

Wu Sheyue shrugged and said firmly: "I let you down. I don't know. Besides, the young prince and I don't know each other or are familiar with each other. You asked the wrong person."

Han Yi felt something was wrong with Duanmu Qinghan's aura next to him, so he hurriedly asked again, "No way~ Hasn't Yu Jing always been interested in you?"

"Does Prince Han have to say such misleading words?!" Wu Sheyue was already a little impetuous, and she was more panicked.

Han Yi sat up slightly and said seriously: "That's not true, but Yu Jing does have a lot of... longing and need for your abilities. Isn't this a fact?"

"Even so, I really don't know where he is." Wu Sheyue regretted going to the banquet at this moment. Are you going to commit yourself to a meal

Han Yi leaned over, supported the table with both hands and approached Wu Sheyue, looked deeply into her eyes and said, "Then, let me ask another question, have you agreed to his deal?"

"No comment." Wu Sheyue retreated slightly.

"Oh, that means I agreed."

“…”

Han Yi returned to his previous nonchalant attitude, "Hey, so you guys still have some contact information after all."

Wu Sheyue did not speak immediately, and Duanmu Qinghan on the side suddenly said: "I don't ask you to 'betray' any of his whereabouts, but can you please give me a message?"

"..." Wu Sheyue didn't know how to respond. Now she continued to say that she didn't know. It seemed that the two of them wouldn't believe it at all. She was a little restless. She felt that her outer shell had been peeled off, and her inner secrets were exposed.

Seeing that she was silent, Duanmu Qinghan said again: "If Third Miss helps me with this, I will definitely thank you very much."

Han Yi suddenly stood up. When he walked past Wu Sheyue, he said softly, "Don't give up."

Wu Sheyue watched Han Yi walk to the window, take in the scenery outside, and then turned around and asked Duanmu Qinghan: "What's wrong with the young master? If I can see him... I will definitely tell him."

Duanmu Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief: "Just say that Qinghan has gone back, but if you need anything, just come to him."

Wu Sheyue was a little stunned, "That's it?" If she had kept silent, then these people wouldn't know!

Han Yi's laughter drifted faintly from the window, "So, if I ask you to agree, you will definitely make money."

A trace of displeasure flashed in Duanmu Qinghan's eyes, and he immediately said: "Chuixue Pavilion will always open its door to Miss Third. Miss Third will have a private room whenever she comes, and everything is free."

Han Yi turned around and said, "You're giving me a gift again."

Duanmu Qingqing said with a cold face, "This is your return gift."

"Then... I'll thank you both for your gift." Wu Sheyue smiled faintly.

"I'll leave tomorrow morning, so let's do this for now." Duanmu Qinghan stood up with a somewhat solemn expression. Obviously, he was not satisfied with not being able to find Yu Jing in person.

After Duanmu Qinghan left, Wu Sheyue and Han Yi were the only two people left in the room. Wu Sheyue lowered her head and looked at the ripples in the cup, and asked hesitantly: "You... what are you..."

Han Yi said in a soft voice: "I am on Yu Jing's side. So I will not harm your interests."

Wu Sheyue looked sideways at Han Yi and found that he was also looking at her softly.

Wu Sheyue nodded weakly, "Okay..." I understood.

Han Yi lifted up her robe lightly, put one foot on the window sill and said, "Oh, little girl, I have to excuse myself. There are still some things to do. When you want to go out, just ask Chuixue Pavilion to send someone to escort you. You, it’s getting late.”

Wu Sheyue nodded slightly, although Han Yi turned his back to her and didn't see it.

She looked at the figures passing by outside the window and sighed leisurely: "Ah... I also want to learn Qing Gong..."

Ning'er came over and covered her forehead, "Miss, what's wrong with you today? Why do you want everything?"

"Enjoy it!" Wu Sheyue patted Ning'er on the shoulder and said, "Let's go home."

The two of them left the room and found that the lanterns in the corridor outside had been lit. The dim yellow and red light was very ambiguous and sultry. There seemed to be no other guests on the entire third floor.

Wu Sheyue walked downstairs according to the route in her memory. When she stood at the corner of the second floor, she discovered that all the guests were only on the first and second floors.

Fubukikaku, which is still quiet during the day, becomes bustling in the evening. There were several girls sitting on both sides of the stage, playing music and singing. There was one on the stage who was dancing gracefully with water sleeves. The booths (Wu Sheyue thought they were ancient booths) were full of people, with girls and boys walking among them. This kind of scenery finally has the erotic meaning of a brothel.

Two girls were about to go up to the second floor with a customer in their arms. They passed by Wu Sheyue, and Wu Sheyue leaned on the handrail to make way for them.

Because it was too crowded, the two of them had a hard time walking to the lobby on the first floor.

Seeing the men and women around her leaning closely together, Ning'er felt very uncomfortable. She blushed and urged in a low voice: "Miss, let's go quickly."

"Hey..." Wu Sheyue just thought that this place was similar to a modern nightclub, but Ning'er immediately dismissed her. She could only wave her hands and said: "Let's go, let's go."

They walked through the noisy crowd, and when they reached almost the middle, they suddenly heard a few people shouting loudly: "-So, everything is so bizarre, what can that young lady be if she is not a fairy!"

Several people around also started arguing, "But this can't be too bizarre. I've never heard of it before! It sounds like a lie!"

"If I didn't see the real work, I would never believe it."

Fengyue places are always the easiest places to inquire about news, and listening to gossip here is the best choice. Wu Sheyue couldn't help but slow down when she heard these words. What they said seemed to be...

Ning'er also heard what she said. She glanced blankly at Wu Sheyue. Seeing that Wu Sheyue was interested in exploring, she lowered her head silently and stopped urging her.

Wu Sheyue led Ning'er to stand aside, looking at the people talking loudly, waiting for their next words.

Those people looked like they were wealthy young men coming to have fun. One of the men wearing a jade hat argued eagerly: "How can you not believe me! My uncle is an errand in the palace. He has seen Miss Wu San's deer-"

A short man interrupted him with a smile: "Your uncle? I remember that your uncle is not a father-in-law?"

"That's not important. He came back and told me -" The man in the hat paused, and suddenly said mysteriously: "He said that as soon as the scroll was opened, the deer came out!"

Wu Sheyue was stunned. Are you really talking about her? !

There were many people around who were listening, and there was a burst of sighs immediately. Some people at the table next to them came over to discuss: "Huh? Isn't it?!"

"How is that possible! How can the deer be caught in the drawing paper!"

"Don't believe it! My uncle said that the deer was painted with powder made from ground night pearls, so the emperor asked someone to blow out the lamp. The deer came out glowing! Later, when he rolled up the scroll, the deer was gone. Just go back to the painting!”

A man said blankly: "This, this miraculous craftsmanship is nothing more than that, right?"

Wu Sheyue's head hurt when she heard this. What was being said was too weird. Do you think she was Ma Liang, the magic pen? This... isn't this spreading rumors? Moreover, the actual "skills" are not as good as what is said. She is somewhat guilty. What if one day she is asked to draw a pile of gold? ! Are you painting

Just as she was thinking about it, she heard someone sigh: "That's right, you can fly if you make a bird, and you can live if you draw a deer! You said that if she draws gold... "

Wu Sheyue had a dark look on her face, her brain circuits were really aligned.

A scholar next to him stood up and said disdainfully: "Are you stupid? You use luminous pearls to draw deer. How can you draw gold without using gold powder? You are talking about using gold powder to draw a pile of gold. What's the point of that?" (Unfinished) to be continued)