White Fence Dream

Chapter 143 Searching for someone
Perhaps it was because Shangguan Yue first saw her true face in a dream, and they met again when he was on the verge of death, he had always misunderstood that the young girl of the Bai family ultimately did not escape the disaster and died.

People are afraid of people and are wary of people, but people and ghosts, because they have different paths, can get along more easily.

Zhuang Li thought about Li Yu, who was sleeping in a dreamless state. Although he was alive, his identity was dead. Whether he was awake or asleep, he hid his true self.

Now she could stay lucid in his dreamless world, and he could be at ease in the presence of her ghost.

Let this misunderstanding continue.

Zhuang Li did not explain, but smiled and shook the crescent lamp in his hand: "No need, now I can see it anytime, if it is burned, I can only see the fake one."

Shangguan Yue said "oh" and felt relieved when she saw that the sadness on her face faded away and the tears in her eyes disappeared because of her laughter just now.

As long as you are not sad.

Even if he becomes a ghost, he is still a child.

"Are you going to continue watching Mrs. Zhuang?" he asked.

Others would go through fire and water to repay a life-saving favor, but he repays it by either sleeping or watching people on the street. It's too easy.

Although Zhuang Li didn't let him check, he still did a quick check. Mrs. Zhuang's surname was Huang and her given name was Ru. She was the wife of Zhuang Feizi from Dengzhou and she adopted the young lady of the Marquis of Dongyang.

Although she is Zhuang Feizi's wife, her talent and knowledge are no less than Zhuang Feizi's.

Could it be that this person is more suitable for possession? Or is there a way to turn a ghost into a human?

He was just daydreaming when he heard Zhuang Li's voice.

"No, you can let him come back."

Huh? I really just took a look.

"There's something new that needs your help."

Hearing this, Shangguan Yue hurriedly looked over and saw Zhuang Li taking out a piece of paper with a portrait of a man on it. The lines were simple and the facial features were a little blurry.

"Help me find out who this person is." She said, watching Shangguan Yue take the portrait. "I don't know anything about him, not even where he is. I can only provide a face, and the face is not clearly drawn."

If Shangguan Yue had not been in a dreamless state, she would not have been able to discover this person. No one mentioned his name in that short dream.

I can only give it a try.

Shangguan Yue swallowed the question she was about to ask and said, "It's okay. Many people are like this when they look for someone. For example, the document that the Supervisory Council used to arrest you has no content and the portrait they used is of your sister, but so what."

He said, raising an eyebrow.

"I still recognized you at first sight."

Zhuang Li smiled and said, "Then I'll lend you my luck this time. I hope someone will recognize him at a glance."

Shangguan Yue looked at the portrait again, folded it up and put it away: "Don't worry, even if this person is a recluse, he was raised by others, so there will always be traces left."

Zhuang Li warned: "Even if you really find this person, you must not get close to him."

Although it is not a physical threat, the ability to invade other people's dreams can kill people without them noticing and kill people without shedding blood.

Shangguan Yue thought for a moment and asked, "Does this person have the skill of dealing with evil spirits?"

So even the evil ghost Bai Li gave such a serious warning?

Zhuang Li chuckled and nodded, "Yes, that's right, you can say that." He smiled bitterly again, "I suffered a great loss at his hands." Then he looked at Shangguan Yue, "You must be careful."

It was this person who made her cry just now. Shangguan Yue nodded seriously: "I've made a note of it."

Zhuang Li bowed again: "Thank you, sir. I have nothing else to do."

Is she leaving? Shangguan Yue felt a little regretful, but thinking that it was very dangerous for her to possess a human body in broad daylight, and from the conversation just now, she could guess that she had just experienced a dangerous situation, and she was afraid that her body and mind needed more rest, so she nodded without hesitation: "I'll go first."

After saying that, he turned around, walked two steps, and turned his head back again.

"If you need to find me urgently, go to Yuqingtang and find Shopkeeper Cai. I will give him instructions."

Zhuang Li said hello and watched Shangguan Yue walk out and disappear on the roof.

Shangguan Yue didn't know this man.

I wonder if Shangguan Yue would recognize Mian'er if she took out his portrait?
Every time in the dream, Li Yu would point at her double-faced face and cry. It was unclear whether he was scared by her strange appearance or because he recognized that half of the face.

However, she didn't plan to ask, because knowing too much personal information would be counterproductive and she would be more deeply affected...
She is Bai Li, and she has always been Bai Li.

Zhuang Li took a deep breath and raised his hand to extinguish the incense stick.

With a click, Chunyue put down the pestle in her hand and asked, "Madam, is it okay for you to see so many?"

Zhuang Li walked over and took a careful look, then said, "Add some more."

Chunyue said yes, picked up a few pieces of fragrant tea from the winnowing basket beside her and threw them in, then continued to pound hard.

There were footsteps outside the door.

"Young Madam, have some tea and take a rest." Zhang Shilin's voice came from outside.

The guard at the door had already reached out to take the teapot from Zhang Shilin, and another young disciple came in and set the table.

Zhang Shilin sat down: "I don't know what the prince is busy with."

Zhuang Li picked up the tea and smiled: "It's definitely not as leisurely as you and me."

Zhang Shilin laughed.

The aroma of medicine and tea permeates the processing workshop.

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The water on the small stove in the room was boiling, a spoonful of salt was put in, and then the ground tea powder was added, and the aroma of tea spread in the room.

A bowl of tea was pushed in front of him, and mist rose up, blurring the face of the person. "Sir, try my tea." Shen Qing said, "The emperor was very impressed at that time."

After saying that, he looked at Zhou Jingyun sitting opposite him, motionless, without any interest at all.

He smiled.

"Don't you like it, Prince?"

Nod again.

"Yes, everyone has different tastes. The queen didn't like it at first either."

Zhou Jingyun said, "This has nothing to do with taste. I'm not interested in drinking your tea." He looked at Shen Qing, "From the beginning, have Zhuang Feizi and his wife been your people?"

Shen Qing picked up the tea and took a sip: "That's not the case. They are just people who admire Her Majesty. Just like the prince, they feel sorry for Her Majesty's unfinished work."

Zhou Jingyun sneered: "So, Mr. Shen has also asked people to monitor me and restrict my freedom?"

Shen Qing smiled and asked, "Have you been to see Madam Zhuang?" Then he shook his head, "I didn't restrict Madam Zhuang. All this was done voluntarily. If you don't believe me, bring Madam Zhuang here and ask her in person."

Zhou Jingyun looked at the teacup in front of him and said, "Having seen what Mr. Shen did, I don't even believe what I saw myself, let alone what others said."

Shen Qing smiled helplessly: "There's nothing I can do. In the eyes of the prince, I'm already a bad person." He seemed to be thinking about something here, "I have always been a bad person. I was a bad person when the queen was here, and I will naturally still be a bad person now that the queen is gone." He laughed.

His eyes were long and narrow, and even when he laughed, the smile could not spread to his eyes. Instead, they looked even longer and narrower, and shone with a strange light.

Zhou Jingyun looked at him blankly: "I know you are unwilling to accept her death, but she is already dead. You are stubborn and will only commit sins in vain, and these sins will eventually be blamed on her--"

"She won't die!" Shen Qing interrupted him abruptly, slapping his palm on the table, shaking the teacup and spilling the tea, "You don't understand what death and life are."

He said reaching up and nodding his head.

"As long as the Queen's thoughts are not dead, the Queen can be reborn."

"Ridiculous." Zhou Jingyun said.

"You are ridiculous." Shen Qing sneered, "You have seen it with your own eyes, but you still refuse to believe it, Zhou Jingyun, you are really deceiving yourself, you were like that before, and you are still deceiving yourself now."

Zhou Jingyun suddenly smiled: "What you see with your own eyes is true? Mr. Shen, you have created so many illusions for people to see with their own eyes, and you still believe that what you see is true? It's ridiculous, you are deceiving yourself."

After saying that, he stood up.

"What you call life and death is just what you want, not what the queen wants."

"Whatever you did to me before, stay away from me now!"

Here he paused again.

"Stay away from my family!"

After saying that, he turned and walked out.

The door was opened and then slammed aside extremely rudely. The shop assistant standing outside closed the door with a dull look in his eyes.

Shen Qing looked at the messy tea table and suddenly smiled: "Family."

He reached into his sleeve and pulled out a piece of music score with the character "Yan" on it. He opened it and saw that the handwriting was blurred as if it had been soaked by tea.

But there was no trace of regret on Shen Qing's face, instead his smile became even wider.

“This music sheet is finally useful.”

"Although I was unable to play the piano for you last time, this time Mrs. Zhuang's dream of being a family member is more suitable for you."

After saying that, he raised his hand and threw the blurred music score into the charcoal brazier, which was instantly engulfed by flames.

He stood up, opened the door and walked out.

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The sound of horse hooves clattered as Shangguan Yue sat on the horse's back, wrapped in a cloak, swaying as if she was about to fall asleep.

"Are you sleepy, young master?" Jixiang asked beside him, "Did you not return to the ship last night because you were busy?"

Now that the young master went to Yu Qing Tang without his company, he didn't know what he did last night. Moreover, when he went to Yu Qing Tang to pick someone up just now, Manager Cai's face didn't look very good.

What happened last night?
This reminded Shangguan Yue, and he sat up straight: "Oh, no, I'm not sleepy, I slept last night."

No need to pretend to be sleepy during the day today.

Thinking of this, he laughed again. He couldn't help but be distracted after seeing Bai Li.

He raised his hat and said, "No, I slept well. I have the energy to deal with the princess tonight..."

"Don't worry, sir. The prince consort is here." Jixiang said. Before he finished speaking, he saw Shangguan Yue rein in his horse and raised his chin towards the front.

"Hey, is that the Prince of Dongyang?"

Jixiang looked forward and saw a man walking out of a teahouse with a guard on the bustling street. He merged into the lively crowd, with a tall and straight figure like a crane, very conspicuous.

"Yes." Jixiang nodded.

The capital city is big, but also small, and you can always meet high-ranking officials from powerful families.

"Although Prince Zhou seems easy to talk to, he is actually difficult to get along with and is quite arrogant," he introduced.

Sir, do you want to interact with Zhou Jingyun?
Shangguan Yue didn't say anything, just smiled, and had no intention of going forward to say hello. Instead, she stopped where she was, as if trying to keep some distance. The next moment, her face darkened again as she looked outside the door of the teahouse.

"My luck is so good." He blurted out.

Jixiang was a little confused. What good luck? What happened? He followed Shangguan Yue to look over.

There was a constant stream of customers in front of the teahouse. In addition to the prince of Dongyang who walked away, another man in his forties came out. He had an ordinary face and ordinary clothes, and he disappeared into the crowd.