There is a kind of scholar

Chapter 47: Cutting the Wrong Wall
Su Xian rested for a while, got up and took a clean towel, soaked it in water, wrung it out and put it over his mouth and nose to make a "simple mask".

Holding the oil lamp, he walked to the wooden ladder in the bedroom. Above the wooden ladder was the hole drilled today.

It was a little late tonight, but Su Xian decided to follow the original plan and sneak into the neighbor's house next door to explore the way.

He held the oil lamp in one hand and climbed the wooden ladder with the other. He climbed up two steps and found that the oil lamp was not working well. He was always afraid that it would suddenly tip over and set the whole house on fire.

Falling back to the ground and placing the oil lamp on the table, Su Xian murmured: "Candles, it's best to use candles!"

He rummaged around in the bedroom and finally pulled out a small piece as long as his index finger from the bottom drawer of the old wardrobe.

Today's lighting fixtures, oil lamps and candles coexist.

However, candles were too expensive and could not be used by non-gentlemen, so most people used oil lamps.

He successfully lit the candle and climbed up the wooden ladder. He had already placed an old piece of clothing at the entrance of the cave to avoid getting dirty... After slowly crawling through the entrance of the cave, he stepped on the log beam, then took the candle over and observed it carefully.

"It's strange. It's been a few years since the neighbor moved away, but this [ceiling] looks brand new?"

With doubts in his heart, Su Xian opened several pieces of paper. After taking a look down, his doubts became even greater.

It stands to reason that the ground down here should be full of dust and cobwebs, after all, it has been idle for so many years.

But, it's very clean!

Wherever he looked, he saw the top of a wardrobe, with a small wooden table next to it and a large wooden box placed on the table.

Although the light on the floor in front of the closet was dim, Su Xian could still see that the floor was clean.

"It's kind of weird!"

Su Xian hesitated. Could it be that the empty house next door that had been idle for several years was occupied by someone?
He was a little tempted to back down.

But then he thought: "No, this matter is very relevant. It is not only related to the Liao people going south to invade the border, but also related to me personally. I am also planning to use this matter to get into Tang Ju's lap."

With a certain determination in her heart, Su Xian slowly fell down, first stepping on the top of the wardrobe, then holding the candle and stepping on the small wooden table next to her, just like walking up the stairs.

Easily, Su Xian landed on his feet.

The room is relatively dark, which is consistent with the setting of "vacant and unoccupied for several years".

However, after Su Xian glanced briefly, he suddenly froze on the spot.

The first thing is that the smell is wrong.

It stands to reason that this place should smell of "dust and decay".

But what he smelled was a faint fragrance, with the smell of powder and smoked clothes, it felt like a... woman's boudoir!

There was also the furnishings and arrangements of the room. Because he was holding the candle in his hand, he could already see clearly. Although the furnishings and arrangements were simple, they were elegant, fresh, and had a low-key luxury feel.

Su Xian stayed there for several seconds before "exploring" the room with a candle.

There was luxurious embroidery, and the red silk quilt on the couch was a little messy. It seemed that the owner of the house lifted the quilt and got up and left.

In addition, there are wardrobes, tables and chairs, screens, hangers, etc., and long-spoke pictures of landscapes, flowers and birds, and calligraphy copybooks are hung on the walls.

The most important thing is that Su Xian found a dressing table!

I go!

It’s really a woman’s boudoir.

Su Xian approached the dressing table with a candle. There was a bronze mirror on it, a mahogany comb on the table, and several beautifully decorated small lacquered wooden boxes.

By some mistake, Su Xian opened one of the wooden boxes and found rouge inside, and opened another one to find gold and silver jewelry worn by the woman.

Suddenly, Su Xian's eyes suddenly lit up.

After scanning the entire room again, he remembered.

This is no other place, it is Liu Huixiang’s boudoir!
I remember that a few days ago, Su Xian had just traveled through time and fainted on the street. It was Liu Huixiang who saved him, and when he woke up, he was in this room.

He once lay down and rolled on this luxurious embroidered bag, and his impression was that it was very soft and had a faint fragrance.

And this dressing table, this bronze mirror, and this dowry are exactly the same as what I saw when I woke up a few days ago!
"It's broken, I must have gone in the wrong direction!" Su Xian stood there and muttered to himself.

"I wanted to break through the wall of my next door neighbor's house, but instead I broke through the wall of my neighbor on the other side, Mrs. Liu's house."

"My bedroom is actually only separated from Mrs. Liu's boudoir by a wall..."

"That's strange. I clearly remember that the entrance to the cave I climbed into when I was a kid is right there. How could I be wrong?"

"..."

"It's better to leave as soon as possible, otherwise Mrs. Liu will not be able to explain her sudden return."

"..."

However, as luck would have it, just when Su Xian was about to leave, there was a sound of banging going up the stairs outside the door, getting closer and closer, and he was about to arrive.

In addition, Liu Huixiang said: "After taking a cold shower, I feel much better."

After listening to the voice and identifying her position, Liu Huixiang had already walked up the stairs and arrived at the door of the room, about to open the door and enter the house.

"It's very late today. Miss, please go to bed early." Zhang Cuihua's voice came, accompanied by the sound of people going up the stairs. She should be a long way behind.

inside the house.

Su Xian suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and the hair on his hair stood on end.

The candle in his hand fell directly from his hand and fell to the ground. After rolling twice, the flame went out and the light in the room suddenly dimmed.

Although it's not that you can't see your fingers, it does take a lot of effort to see things clearly.

At this moment, Su Xian's thinking was frozen, and his feet seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.

Liu Huixiang was actually very kind to him, and Su Xian could feel her feelings.

However, Su Xian didn't think she could forgive him for "breaking into the boudoir to do bad things".

Moreover, there is Zhang Cuihua behind.

Zhang Cuihua is so powerful that Su Xian doesn't think he can beat her.

If you were caught on the spot, losing face would be a trivial matter, but being beaten up by Zhang Cuihua would be the real pain.

"no no!"

Su Xian shouted in his heart, "I want to change this situation, I can't be passive..."

While Su Xian was stunned, the door was pushed open, making a heartbreaking creaking sound.

Soon enough, Su Xian unleashed his potential and hid behind the door. Because the light in the room was dim, Liu Huixiang, who only opened the door a crack, did not notice him.

The door opened wider and wider until Liu Huixiang walked in slowly.

Although the light was dim, Su Xian could still see her fair face clearly.

She seemed to be wearing only a pair of pajamas. As she walked around, the "swaying" Su Xian had expected many times finally appeared.

Although you can't see clearly, the "sense of turmoil" can be clearly felt.

Su Xian's breath was stagnant. Now was not the time to be distracted, so he dodged and pounced on him.

At this time, Liu Huixiang turned around after entering the house and was about to close the door. Su Xian rushed over and pressed hard on the door panel with his hand. There was a clang sound and the door panel was tightly closed. Su Xian then pulled the door bolt.

"what……"

Liu Huixiang was taken aback, and was about to open her mouth to scream, but the shadow hiding behind the door had already rushed over, pressing her to the wall with one hand and covering her mouth with the other.

The shouting stopped abruptly.

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(End of this chapter)