Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 18
Ling Youyao has not returned for a long time, Yinzhu and Lubao are running around in the room anxiously.

"You said, the prince won't punish the princess, right?" Lu Bao suddenly stopped.

Yinzhu was also not sure: "Although the prince has a bad temper, he probably won't do anything to the princess."

Emerald sighed heavily.

Seeing the sky getting dark outside, the two of them became more and more flustered.

"Why don't we go to the main courtyard?" Yin Zhu proposed.

Lu Bao immediately agreed.

As soon as the two stepped out, they saw Jiang Liu striding in.

"Commander Jiang?" Yin Zhu was taken aback for a moment, then went up to meet him, "But the prince asked you to come?"

Jiang Liu didn't deny it: "Princess Wang is very good, you don't need to go find her."

"That..." Before Yin Zhu could say anything, Jiang Liu had already turned and left.

Lu Bao stayed for a while before asking: "What does Commander Jiang mean by this? Is the princess not coming back tonight?"

Yin Zhuxiu frowned slightly: "It should be."

It's not sure whether Ling Youyao will be able to come back tonight, she is looking at the courtyard wall several feet high in front of her, lost in thought.

There are no trees around, no rockery and other things to climb, the walls are bare, and there is no ladder to climb out, unless she is a peerless master.

Ling Youyao's eyes sank slightly, she turned and walked towards the main hall, hoping to find something like a ladder inside.

But as soon as she reached the door, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

There is no light here. Although the dark clouds have dispersed, the moonlight cannot enter the main room. The three thousand worlds are divided into two, half is the bright moonlight, and the other half is the endless abyss. extend.

The horrifying darkness spread to Ling Youyao's feet bit by bit, as if it wanted to pull her into the abyss.

She suppressed her fear, stepped into the darkness, and searched carefully in the house by the dim moonlight.

Fortunately, the gods paid off, and let her find a dusty ladder. Although it was loose in some places, it was barely usable.

Ling Youyao carried the ladder to the lower wall of the backyard, put the ladder up, rolled up her sleeves, and stepped on it carefully.

She doesn't know how to embroider and write, but such trivial things as climbing walls are still easy for her. Before the ladder fell apart, Ling Youyao quickly climbed up to the eaves.

Two small white hands were marked with red marks, and when she was about to jump down, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a white figure standing in the yard not far away.

Ling Youyao rubbed her eyes, then opened her eyes again and looked over.

This time, the white shadow also saw her, and slowly floated towards her.

No matter how courageous Ling Youyao was, she was still taken aback when she saw this scene. She won't run into ghosts, right?
Hundreds of people died under Fu Mingjue's hands, and countless people hated him. It seems normal to have one or two ghosts in the palace
Ling Youyao was crying, and she muttered something: "There is a wrong and a debt, whoever hurt you, you can go to whoever I am just passing by, you must not."

The voice stopped abruptly!

The pale moonlight fell on the ghost, and a pair of resentful eyes appeared in the messy hair, staring straight at her——

"Ah!" Ling Youyao screamed, her body went limp, and she fell off the wall.

The sharp cry startled a group of birds.

Jiang Liu hurriedly opened the door and went in after hearing the call: "My lord, the voice seems to be coming from Shen Xing Tang."

Fu Mingjue's face darkened, he dropped the brush, and rushed out immediately.

Jiang Liu hurriedly chased him out, and at the command, the guards of the palace held torches and rushed to the backyard. In an instant, a large piece of flame rushed towards a place.

Ling Youyao was so frightened that her face turned pale and her bun fell apart, she ran forward desperately with her left hand in her arms, for fear that the ghost would catch up.

She was not familiar with the terrain of the palace, but in order to escape for her life, she could only rush out crazily.

And the result of running too fast and not looking at the road was that she hit her head on a solid wall.

"Hiss—" his head was about to explode!

Before she could speak, the wall spoke: "Is that how you reflect?"

Ling Youyao covered her head, and when she saw who was coming, her nose was sore, and tears fell down without warning.

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Fu Mingjue was at a loss when he saw Ling Youyao crying. He didn't seem to have said anything serious, did he?

In the next second, the person had already jumped into his arms, and while hiding in his arms, he cursed: "Fu Mingjue! You bastard, you actually locked me in that kind of place, do you know that I almost fell off just now? died?"

"My lord didn't tell you to climb over the wall." Fu Mingjue looked down at her with some helplessness in his tone.

Ling Youyao punched him hard: "If you hadn't locked me in, would I have bumped into a ghost? If I hadn't bumped into a ghost, would I have jumped off the wall? If you hadn't killed so many people, how could there be a ghost in the palace?" Ghost?"

These three consecutive questions made Fu Mingjue completely confused: Is there a ghost?
He looked up at the distance, suddenly remembered something, and said lightly: "This king forgot to tell you that there used to be a servant girl who was hanged there."

Having said this, Ling Youyao understood without thinking.

She trembled, and burrowed into Fu Mingjue's arms a little more.

Seeing her appearance, Fu Mingjue laughed in his heart, but his face remained calm as usual: "Why are you so close?"

Ling Youyao sniffed: "You have a strong yang energy, ghosts dare not approach you."

Fu Mingjue is an evil god that everyone respects and keeps at a distance. It is estimated that ghosts will have to take three steps back when they see him.

"Then you have to be tight, if that ghost grabs your foot, I won't be able to save you." Fu Mingjue said serious nonsense.

Hearing this, Ling Youyao hugged her even tighter, and even made an aggressive request: "Can you carry me back?"

Compared with ghosts and Fu Mingjue, the latter is not so scary, at least Fu Mingjue is alive.

Fu Mingjue glanced at her, and said two words coldly: "No."

Ling Youyao hummed softly, and wiped the dirt on his body in revenge.

Cheapskate!
Noticing her small movements, Fu Mingjue grabbed her hand.

"Ah! It hurts, hurts, hurts" Ling Youyao's face turned pale.

Fu Mingjue sensed something was wrong, and quickly let go of her: "What's wrong? Broke your hand?"

"It seems to be..." Ling Youyao looked miserable with two lines of clear tears hanging on her face.

Fu Mingjue didn't speak, just bent down and picked her up.

Ling Youyao couldn't help but feel complacent because of a blessing in disguise. It seems that Fu Mingjue still has a conscience.

At this time, Jiang Liu arrived with his people, and he was relieved to see the prince returning with the princess in his arms.

"My lord, are you alright?"

Fu Mingjue didn't even give him a look, but only said: "Go and catch that ghost."

"Huh?" Jiang Liu was dumbfounded.

He knows how to catch thieves, but he can hire a mage to catch ghosts, right?

Ling Youyao emerged from Fu Mingjue's arms, pointed to the courtyard deep in the bamboo forest, and said, "There are ghosts over there."

Jiang Liu came to his senses, dismissed his guards, and went inside alone.

　Yaomei finally couldn't help getting mad haha

　　
　
(End of this chapter)