Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 219 Appointment in the middle of the night, someone has been found

In just one day, Murong Jingxue received Zhan Yuanxuan's letter from Flying Pigeon, asking her to meet tonight in the grove behind the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Murong Jingxue went to the grove as scheduled, Zhan Yuanxuan was already waiting there.

Standing in a white robe like snow, standing in the dark grove, under the moonlight, there is a special mood.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhan Yuanxuan turned his head. He was wearing a long white skirt with pink patterns embroidered on the wide hem, and a smokey purple silk that was about ten feet long was wrapped around his arm.Qianqian's slender waist was tied with a purple brocade belt inlaid with emeralds.Her jet-black hair was tied with a lavender ribbon, and a few strands of hair mischievously hung down her shoulders, making the fragile skin even more white.There is no makeup applied to the face, but it is fresh and moving.

"How is it? Have you found Mama Ma?" Murong Jingxue asked softly first.

Hearing Murong Jingxue's voice, Zhan Yuanxuan suddenly came to his senses, lowered his head in embarrassment, raised his head after adjusting his emotions, and said to Jingxue, "I think she should be the person you are looking for."

"Where is she?" Murong Jingxue asked anxiously.

"In a dilapidated ruined temple in the southern suburbs of the capital."

"I want to see her, can you take me there?"

Zhan Yuanxuan hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

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The ruined temple was pitch black, and Zhan Yuanxuan turned on the fire folder, which illuminated a small area.

Murong Jingxue looked in by the light of the fire, and saw that the ruined temple was in a mess. In the long-abandoned hall, there was only half of Guanyin left, and the altar table in the center was covered with thick Dust, the whole ruined temple exudes a smell, a smell of decay.

Zhan Yuanxuan pointed to the corner on the right side of the Buddha statue, "There she is."

Murong Jingxue followed Zhan Yuanxuan's fingers and saw a person curled up in the corner. If you don't observe carefully, you won't notice it at all.

Lifting her feet and walking slowly inside, the pungent smell made Murong Jingxue slightly frowned.

Maybe the sound of footsteps startled the person curled up in the corner, maybe the sound of the wind blowing the leaves woke up the already asleep person, the person curled up in the corner moved, as if he wanted to hide in fear go.

But her place is already the most corner, where else can she hide.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"Nurse Ma, is that you?" Murong Jingxue asked in a low voice, afraid of scaring her.

"Who are you?" Suddenly, a man about thirteen or fourteen years old jumped out from behind the statue, wearing tattered and dirty clothes, and his face was like a painted face. It was extremely dirty. Holding a half-broken stick in his hand, he pointed at Murong Jingxue and Zhan Yuanxuan with a very bad tone.

"Who are you?" Murong Jingxue asked coldly.

"Ahh..." The person sitting on the ground was very frightened, waving his hands non-stop.

"Nurse, don't be afraid, I will protect you." The little girl with a stick in her hand is indeed a little girl, although her clothes can't tell whether he is a man or a woman, but her voice is that of a little girl sound.

"Nurse?" Murong Jingxue frowned and asked, pointing at the old man on the ground.

"That's right, she is my nanny, who are you? Why did you come here? What is the purpose of your coming here? Is it to deal with my nanny?" The little girl tightened the stick in her hand, and asked through gritted teeth, "You Give up your heart, I won't let you hurt my nanny."

(End of this chapter)