My princess Lu Ziye

Chapter 1069 1078 One dream in Huangquan, three big dreams.

Jixiang didn't think too much, and hurried forward to help her hold the umbrella, and helped her walk back.

"I've already picked out the jewellery, princess. I'll see if I'm satisfied with it later. If not, I'll change it."

Shangguan Yanwan was pretentious, she was not in the mood to care about any jewelry, she just wanted to go to the underworld quickly, so she said a few perfunctory words indiscriminately.

Don't hesitate, Chen Xiuzhen can't wait for a few days, and if Jiang Min can't be found, she is probably going to die.

That night, Shangguan Yanwan went to the Yinyang Yamen, and took Siyu and Youshuang to the underworld.

After going to the underworld a few times, Siyu and Youshuang have become good friends with the ghost messenger. When they are free, they often go to the door.

If there are people who go to the Yinyang Yamen to ask for help, and there are some things that cannot be solved, they will go to Ruhua and the others for help.

We got along very well.

Shangguan Yanwan led the two of them, and soon arrived at the bank of Wangchuan River, where Ruhua was already waiting.

He changed back to his original face again, and it seemed that he really had a soft spot for that ugly angry face.

Painted Skin Ghost is also a capable person, and he really helped him restore it. Looking at it now, it is exactly the same as when we first met.

Like a flower caressing her long hair like withered grass, she rambled on for a long time, roughly saying that this face is better now, in short, this is good, that is good, anywhere is good.

Shangguan Yanwan didn't bother to pay attention to him, she just looked at the ghost beside him, frowning slightly.

It's not a female ugly, but a ghost that I haven't seen before.

Ruhua seemed to be aware of her scrutinizing eyes, and immediately pointed to the new ghost messenger, and began to introduce.

"He is Shebi, and he is also a ghost messenger on duty in the Judge's Hall. These days, the female ugly can't come because of something, so he is here to take over."

Is there something wrong with the ugly girl?She is an idle ghost, what can she do?Could it be...

Shangguan Yanwan remembered the heart-to-heart conversation outside the Hualou last time, her eyes lit up suddenly, and she couldn't help but speak.

"Do you know what the ugly girl is doing?"

Ruhua rubbed her ugly face, thought it was beautiful, and murmured.

"I don't know, she's been mysterious lately, she always leaves early and returns late, and her face is occasionally bruised. I asked her, but she didn't say anything.

You also know that she has a very boring personality and never talks to other people. Even if I am with her every day, she seldom sees me honestly. "

Shangguan Yanwan recalled the last conversation, and suddenly felt flattered. Could it be that she looks like a bosom elder sister?

Or was it that the female clown was so shocked when she saw Mingqin that she couldn't hold back for a while, so she told her the truth?
Looking at Ruhua like this, it should be because she doesn't know about the female ugly and Mingqin.

Shangguan Yanwan looked at Ruhua and sighed, her eyes were like looking at a mentally retarded person.

With such an open mouth like yours, ghosts will tell you what's on your mind. If you say it today, the whole hell will know it tomorrow.

Siyu is already familiar with the underworld, and every time he meets Ruhua, there are endless topics to talk about, and the two sit on the boat and chat very passionately.

Even though Youshuang had a new face, she still didn't like to talk, she just sat quietly beside Siyu, listening to the two chattering.

Looking at it this way, they also complement each other, Siyu and Ruhua chatter endlessly, and Youshuang and Shebi are bound to insist that silence is golden to the end.

After crossing the Wangchuan River, I came to Mengpo Palace again.

Shangguan Yanwan raised her head and saw Granny Meng sitting there at a glance, still wearing a yellow robe and looking hale and hearty.

As soon as she came closer, Granny Meng looked at her with a smile and asked, "Ghost Judge, why don't you use the Qimeng Pearl I gave you?"

Shangguan Yanwan was stunned for a while when she heard her question before she could say any pleasantries, and then subconsciously asked back after she had reacted.

"How do you know I'm useless?"

Granny Meng tapped the spoon in her hand with a strange smile.

"One dream in Huangquan, three lives in a big dream, so many people yearn for it, but the ghost judge is different from others, I really saw you right."

Shangguan Yanwan couldn't understand what she was saying at all, but she didn't open her mouth to continue asking. She finally understood that if Po Meng didn't want to talk, it's useless to ask.

When he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a familiar cry, turned his head and saw that it was the little ghost baby from before.

At this moment, he was being held in the hands of a ghost messenger with an expressionless face, his legs were kicking, and his hands were constantly scratching, pitifully.

Ruhua leaned forward and whispered to her, "That's Mrs. Meng's subordinate Meng San."

Immediately afterwards, another ghost appeared beside Meng San, wearing the same ghost clothes as him, looked at the struggling little ghost, and without saying a word, stretched out his hand and flicked him on the forehead.

"Sneaking out and yelling wrong, it's too late."

That moment was terrible, the little ghost baby cried hoarsely, clutching her little head, her voice was shrill, like thunder, and swayed back and forth throughout the underworld.

Ruhua came over again and added something.

"This is Meng Si, another subordinate of Mrs. Meng. The two are Mrs. Meng's right-hand men."

(End of this chapter)