"Wait!" Du called him hastily, gritted his teeth, and made up his mind: "Tell me about your conditions!"
Jian'er is still young, and will definitely marry another wife and have children, but he is just a small fourth-rank young minister. In the capital where high-ranking officials gather, his official position is really low, and he cannot marry the daughter of a high-ranking official. Interested, now that someone can help them, she doesn't mind taking a gamble.
"Mrs. Du is a straightforward person. My condition is very simple..." The man chuckled, and spit out a few clear notes, which made Du's eyes narrow: "This matter...isn't too difficult, I agree! "
"Then leave everything to Mrs. Du. As long as Mrs. Du's affairs are completed, I will immediately arrange a happy marriage for Mr. Murong." The man smiled sinisterly.
"It's a deal!" Du Shi paused every word, his eyes sharp.
"It's a deal!" The man paused every word, and his voice was ethereal!
Du's sharp eyes narrowed slightly: If one person is calculated, the prosperity of their family can be exchanged. This deal is very cost-effective, and she is very willing to do it. However, that person is not easy to deal with, and she needs to carefully plan and plan...
In the dead of night, the night pearl was shining in the wall groove of Luoxue Pavilion. The warm yellow light poured warmth into the room.
Murong Xue was covered with a soft thin quilt, sleeping soundly on the big carved bed, her bright little face was slightly blush, her long eyelashes were like a small fan, casting two thick shadows on her eyelids, her sleeping face was extremely peaceful , quiet.
Suddenly, a shrill scream pierced through the clouds and resounded through the sky: "Ghost... ghost..."
Murong Xue was woken up, and rolled her eyes helplessly: Ouyang Shaochen was regarded as a ghost again, in the middle of the night, he can just rest in Zhaoning Hall, why did he come to her Luoxue Pavilion...
"Ah... ghost... ghost... ghost..." The shrill screams came one after another, one higher than the other, because many people saw ghosts...
Murong Xue's bright face darkened in an instant: Came outside Luoxue Pavilion, didn't come in, and pretended to be a ghost in mid-air to scare people
Murong Xue turned over and got off the bed, grabbed the long skirt at the side and put it on, walked quickly to the window, opened the window, and yelled at the night sky: "Ouyang Shaochen!"
"Miss Murong, the son is not here!" Wuhen appeared out of thin air, and explained in a deep voice, looking at Murong Xue's disbelieving eyes, he said word by word: "The son is really not here!"
The son is strong in martial arts, and he came quietly, so they really didn't notice it, but, the son likes Miss Murong, if he really came to Zhen Guohou's mansion, he would have appeared in Luoxue Pavilion long ago!
Murong Xue nodded understandingly, Ouyang Shaochen was indifferent and almost cold, every time he came to Zhen Guohou's mansion, he would fly into Luoxue Pavilion like a streamer, he would not stay in the mansion, let alone pay attention to the servants in the mansion.
"Then what are the ghosts calling those people outside?"
"I don't know the humble job!" Wuhen shook his head: "Go and see the humble job..."
Murong Xue shook her head: "No need, I'll go and see for myself." The ghosts screamed one after another, and she couldn't sleep even if she wanted to.
Murong Xue put on her long skirt, and walked gracefully outside Luoxue Pavilion, only to see four or five servant girls standing not far away, looking in the direction of Luoxue Pavilion, their eyes full of horror and trembling.
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows, and said in a neutral tone, "Did you see a ghost?"
"Yes yes yes..." The little maids nodded like chickens pecking at rice: "The servants saw... there is a ghost floating back and forth outside Luoxue Pavilion..."
"Are you sure you read it right?" Murong Xue was dubious.
"You read it right, you read it right, you read it right, you absolutely read it right!" The little servant girls shook their heads again and again, and said hastily: "You servant girls dare to swear to the sky, you servant girls can see clearly..."
"If one person sees a ghost, his vision may be blurred. If two people see a ghost, his vision may be wrong. If four or five people see a ghost, that is enough to prove that Luoxuege really has ghosts..." A proud female voice sounded , it was Murong Rou who walked over gracefully holding the maid's hand, with a contemptuous smile on her well-maintained face.
Murong Xue snorted in disdain, ghost sister, even if there are ghosts in this world, they will not appear in Luoxue Pavilion...
"There are so many courtyards in Zhen Guohou's Mansion that are quiet, only Luoxue Pavilion has two ghosts in a row, so it can be seen that Luoxue Pavilion is not clean..." Murong Rou raised his eyebrows and looked at Murong Xue, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of mockery.
Murong Xue didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "I have lived in Luoxue Pavilion for fourteen years, and I have always been clean. Some shameless person cheated on me in Luoxue Pavilion and disturbed my Luoxue Pavilion. The smoky atmosphere will ruin my good feng shui of Luoxue Pavilion, so it will attract dirty things... "
Murong Rou's complexion was gloomy for an instant, her sharp eyes were like sharp arrows, and she shot at Murong Xue fiercely: "Murong Xue!"
"What? Did I say something wrong?" Murong Xue raised her eyebrows and looked at Murong Rou, sneering, "Dirty things love filth the most. You and Xu Wen's meddling in Luoxue Pavilion made my Luoxue Pavilion filthy. It will attract dirty things, so, Luoxue Pavilion is haunted, you 'cannot be denied'... "
Murong Rou's complexion was so dark that it was about to drip ink, and the anger burning in her eyes made her wish to swallow Murong Xue alive: "Murong Xue..."
"Okay, stop arguing. There are ghosts in Zhen Guohou's mansion, and it's not a glorious thing. Do you know everyone who is going to make a noise?" Du Shi, who had seen enough of the show, reprimanded him sharply, and walked over slowly , pursing her lips lightly, the emerald on her forehead reflected a little bit of light under the dim light.
Murong Xue has a sharp tongue, Rou'er is not her match at all!
Du Shi looked at Murong Xue coldly, but saw Murong Xue was also looking at her, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, a smile that was not a smile, the daughter lost to her, and the mother came up, it was really a mother-daughter soldier, she just looked at this What a capable mother with a lot of experience.
"Then in the opinion of step-grandmother, what should we do?" Murong Xue's voice was light and light, but Du's eyelids twitched and his heart trembled. It took a long time for him to return to normal, and he said coldly: "Ghosts do worship, It's not something ordinary people like us can fight against, please invite a Taoist priest to come to the mansion, and do some magic tricks to exorcise evil spirits!"
Murong Xue frowned slightly. Taoist priests are what she hates the most now. She still remembers the pretentious face of that smelly Taoist priest in front of her grandfather's grave until now.
Besides, in the early morning, the ghost the servants saw was the afterimage of Ouyang Shaochen. The ghost I saw this time must not be real, so why would I need to hire a Taoist priest...
A faint sound of breaking wind suddenly rang out, an old monk wearing cassock descended from the sky, gently landed in front of Murong Xue and Mrs. Du, clasped his hands together: "Amitabha!"