In addition to beauty, she also has a mold

"Ah."

There was a muffled grunt in his throat.

Zhao Wuling fell backwards, there was nothing behind him to lean on, but fortunately Xiao Yu had quick eyesight and quick hands, the hand that was about to hold the candle turned around and grabbed his wrist, and pulled it back to the right position without any effort.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

In the middle of the conversation, she suddenly stopped, her expression became strange, and her eyes moved away from him unnaturally.

The clothes are half opened, and the "scenery" can be seen faintly.

All her masterpieces.

She sat upright, and the newly replaced candles were extraordinarily bright, reflecting her embarrassment and anxiety nowhere to hide.

This person secretly regrets doing bad things with good intentions, but Zhao Wuling is like a person who has nothing to do, he doesn't seem to mind that he almost made a fool of himself just now, he is slowly tidying up his clothes.

The angular jaw was raised slightly, and he thanked: "Thanks to Mr. Huang Jiu, otherwise, this Marquis will be injured again and again."

Xiao Yu smiled shyly, "You're welcome."

It was rare for Zhao Wuling to be so carefree, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Before coming, Second Uncle asked me a question, I couldn't answer it, just happened to remember this, the little duke has read poetry and books, and has a lot of knowledge, so I want to ask the little duke for advice."

"What's the matter? Let's hear it."

"Second uncle asked me if there are ghosts and gods in the world."

Hearing this, Zhao Wuling raised his eyebrows: "It's all about yes or no, why can't Mr. Huang Jiu answer?"

"As the old saying goes, karma is retribution. People are doing what they do, and heaven is watching. Good deeds will be rewarded, and evil intentions will be rewarded. However, perhaps my knowledge is shallow. Among the good people I have seen, there are those who get rewarded, and some end up in a miserable life. Among the bad people I saw, some were punished as they should be, and some continued to do evil with ease. So when my second uncle asked me, I couldn't answer."

"I don't know about this matter either."

Zhao Wuling replied like this, touched the dried wax on the table with his fingertips, and said: "Zhuang Daochang practiced Taoism, and he had his own conclusions in his mind. He suddenly brought up this matter, probably because he was frightened in the East Palace today. Benhou feels very guilty."

Xiao Yu was stunned.

The topic of why is getting far away again. What does it have to do with his belief in ghosts and gods when he says this?

Ah.

If he was really guilty, he shouldn't have threatened in every possible way and let the third master enter the palace to drive away the demon that Lao Shizi didn't exist.

"Young Lord, you don't need to feel guilty, Second Uncle has no grievances in his heart. It's just that after calling back, he has been feeling very regretful. He sighed that good people like His Royal Highness and Princess Princess have encountered such terrible things."

Zhao Wuling hummed: "Nine out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory."

"Talk about it."

Zhao Wuling stared at her suddenly, and said curiously: "I heard that the Crown Princess went to the Chenxiang Temple to pay respects to the Buddha that day, and her body suddenly became abnormal. An uncle and nephew happened to enter the temple to deliver medicine to a teacher, and the young man volunteered to check the crown princess's pulse. This person, is you, Mr. Huang Jiu?"

He had even heard of this.

Who the hell told him to volunteer?Laughing to death, that person may have forgotten that when she was threatened by the imperial guards with their swords drawn, "Anyone who disobeys the order will have an unforgivable crime".

She nodded and admitted: "Exactly."

After hearing this answer, Zhao Wuling seemed to relax for a while, and asked again: "What do you think about the illness of the Crown Princess?"

"The Crown Princess has a noble body, but the status of this subordinate is humble, so I really dare not talk about it."

She hung her head in a humble pose.

It caused Zhao Wuling to laugh helplessly: "There are only two of us here, just say what you want."

"Yes."

She raised her head suddenly, and said with a serious expression: "I guess, the East Palace is probably filled with unclean things. The filthy things entangled the Crown Princess and disturbed the palace."

Seeming a little disappointed, Zhao Wuling still responded: "Well, everyone thinks so."

But what Xiao Yu said next caused his expression to change suddenly, his brown eyes were dark and cold, his brows were tightly frowned, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and the atmosphere around him instantly cooled down.

Ben's voice was hoarse and low: "What did you say?"

It's not that she has never seen him like this before, and she avoided it in the past, but at this time, a huge opportunity is in front of her.

Xiao Yu was delighted in his heart, so he repeated it: "I mean, back then, His Highness the Crown Prince wiped out the whole family of the Dong family. Presumably those rebels were unwilling and turned into evil spirits to claim their lives. His Highness was full of yang, and the evil spirits did not dare to approach him. The Crown Princess gave birth to her grandson soon, and her bones were weak, so the evil spirits had an opportunity to take advantage of it."

Zhao Wuling's complexion can no longer be described as ugly, it is simply unpredictable.

“How come you see?”

Xiao Yu replied: "I'm just guessing. Many Taoists can't subdue it. I think it's a heinous ghost. There is probably no other person who can have a deep hatred with Donggong, except for the Dong family back then."

The destruction of the Dong family back then shocked the world, so it is not surprising that people in the countryside knew about it.

Although Zhao Wuling's complexion was tense, his tone had recovered: "If that's the case, how can we relieve the resentment?"

"When I was young, a person in the village was bewitched by an evil spirit. No matter what, the family members were grieving and preparing for his funeral, but the person miraculously recovered the next day. I heard from him that he went to the cemetery in a daze at night, kowtowed his head all night, and he recovered. My father told me that the person buried in the grave was killed by him."

Facing Zhao Wuling's deep gaze, she bowed her head and said: "I have talked too much, young master, please forgive me."

Aunt Jingshu said that the men of the Dong family were beheaded in public and left in the wilderness. It is really embarrassing to know where they are now.

But her intuition told her that Li Yingyu must have left someone behind. As for what it was, she didn't know. It was just that if she wanted to find the whereabouts of her father's uncle and brothers' corpses, she came up with this bad strategy.

Zhao and Li have conspired together for many years, so they must know the inside story.

Since she was forced to stay, she had to do something. Even if her father wanted to blame her, she couldn't lose a great opportunity in vain.

The room was quiet for a long time, and you could hear the movement of needles.

When Zhao Wuling was silent, a huge sense of oppression lingered in the room, but she was like a person who had nothing to do, with the back of her hands folded on her palms, with a calm posture, just wait and see what happened.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Wuling raised his eyes.

It seems that he has something to say.

Xiao Yu sat upright, nervousness and anticipation intertwined, and a surge rushed to her throat, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Zhao Wuling looked at her for a moment, no longer had the coldness and oppression before, and said gently: "You"

Squeak.

"Brother Wuling, I heard that you are injured, I'll come and see you!"

The uninvited guest broke in suddenly, Xiao Yu closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

Even if it's a little later, come in later.

I don't know how Zhao Wuling reacted, she couldn't stay any longer, she immediately got up and said goodbye: "Since Princess Yong'an is here, I won't bother you, I will take my leave."

She lowered her head and passed Yong'an.

Yong'an glanced at her, snorted contemptuously, walked towards Zhao Wuling with a smile.

"Brother Wuling, why didn't you tell Yong'an when you were injured? Yong'an was so worried that he rushed out of the palace to see you while his mother was away. Let me see your injuries."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to touch Zhao Wuling's arm, but in vain.

"Thank you princess for your kindness, I'm fine."

Zhao Wuling looked at the person at the door angrily, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I, I am the princess. She is afraid that your subordinates will prevent you from entering the Danshui Pavilion, so she insists on dragging me along."

The footsteps facing out suddenly stopped.

this sound.
She raised her head slowly, and what caught her eyes was an all-too-familiar face.

Xu Shurui!
Three years have passed, he has undergone some changes, he has grown a lot taller, he has become thinner, his cheeks have been thinned out to make him look more energetic, his temperament has also changed a lot, when facing Zhao Wuling, he is as obedient as a cat.