Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 123 The sound of wind and rain at night

There was another continuous drizzle in Kyoto, and the rain had been falling continuously since noon.

into the night.

When the wind blows, I only feel a cool chill.

post station.

Wearing a coir raincoat, Wushuang walked quickly into the wing.

As soon as he entered, he quickly took off his coir raincoat and placed it at the gate.

The rain on the coir raincoat kept falling "tick-tock-tick", dyeing the steps of the gate dark.

Wushuang raised his eyes, and saw the jade-like young master Pianpian sitting on the low table, plucking the strings of the piano with ten slender fingers.

The melodious sound of the piano is as delicate as the gurgling water, setting off the whole rainy night with an extraordinarily artistic conception.

Wushuang walked up to the man and cupped his hands at the man, "His Royal Highness, the matter you asked me to investigate has already begun."

The man playing the piano is none other than Linyuan, the world-famous Prince of Dayong.

Hearing Wushuang's words, his piano sound still didn't stop.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the strings with gentle eyes, as if he was immersed in the beautiful notes of big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate.

Wu Shuang has long been accustomed to this, and he continued: "Sure enough, as His Royal Highness expected, there is something strange about that woman being able to marry into the princess' mansion."

He paused, and then said: "That woman is the daughter of the Grand Tutor. It seems that she was ordered by the Grand Tutor to enter the princess's mansion to steal information, so she deliberately designed a beauty trick to deceive Gongsun Ye. to the princess mansion."

"Dum—" the piano sound stopped abruptly, and the melodious voice echoed in the wing room for a long time.

Lin Yuan raised his eyes, and those eyes with soft light fell on Wushuang's body, his eyes raised slightly, "What's the cause of death? Do you have any eyebrows?"

……

In Gongsunye courtyard.

The innermost courtyard looked extraordinarily gloomy under the washing of the rain.

inside the house.

A huge ice coffin was placed in the center, surrounded by white candlelight.

Lying in the ice coffin was none other than Wei Yin'er who had just died the day before.

Caihe dragged her tired body into the house.

Her eyes caught a glimpse of the ice coffin inadvertently.

"Boom—" There was a loud thunder.

All I saw was a flash of light.

"Ah—" Caihe trembled in fright, her face turned pale.

Caihe hurriedly quickened her pace, quickly bypassed the ice coffin, and walked deeper into the house.

She walked and shouted: "Miss, don't scare me, I am Caihe, and I am Caihe, your personal maid."

Finally, she rushed to the back room, patted her chest, and let out a long sigh of relief.

In order to find out the so-called truth, she had to stay in the princess mansion with the coffin.

In fact, she was very scared, especially when she thought of the tragic situation on the day the young lady died, she trembled and couldn't sleep or eat.

Therefore, she only dared to step into this room when she was going to rest at night.

Caihe quickly took off her shoes and outer shirt, and quickly got into the bed like a rabbit, covering her whole body with a big quilt without leaving a single gap.

Finally, she can sleep.

She closed her eyes tightly, and her breathing gradually took longer.

She appears to be asleep.

But at this time, there was another loud thunder outside the window.

"Boom—" sounded, awakening Caihe who had finally fallen into a light sleep.

She opened her eyes with a swipe, and a pair of eyes cautiously poked out from under the quilt.

But suddenly found a piece of darkness all around.

No, she clearly remembered that none of the candles were extinguished before going to bed.

Why is it so dark that I can't see my fingers?

Caihe hastily closed her eyes again, and retracted her head again.

"It's okay, it's going to be okay, Namo Amitabha..." She began to read Buddhist scriptures, and wrapped the quilt tightly again.

"Boom—" Another bolt of lightning strikes down, and Caihe somehow feels that the temperature has plummeted, and it is extremely cold.

It was clear that she was wrapped in a thick layer of quilt, and it was only early autumn, but she still felt bitingly cold.

"I'm so wronged--I'm so wronged--"

Suddenly, a voice full of resentment appeared, as if carrying endless sorrow.

Caihe's pupils dilated and her body shook slightly.

How could she hear the young lady's voice!

No, no, the young lady is dead, so there is no way she can have a voice.

Yes, yes, she heard it wrong, she must have heard it wrong.

Caihe stretched out her hands to cover her ears, her eyes were tightly closed, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"Why am I the one who died? Why?"

"Cai He~ Cai He, why did I die, not you!"

"Caihe, why are you ignoring me? Why? Open your eyes and look at me~"

"Aren't you my most loyal servant girl? Don't you want to marry Mr. Xiang? I'll satisfy you! Come and see me—"

However, one voice after another was ethereal and filled with endless coolness, coming from all directions and pouring into Cai He's ears.

At this moment, Caihe was already sweating profusely, and her back was already soaked in sweat.

She tentatively called softly, "Little...Miss..."

That resentful voice became brighter, "You are finally willing to talk to me ~ Caihe."

!!!

Caihe covered her mouth, her eyes almost popping out in fright.

It's not an illusion!

The lady actually talked to her!
Caihe bit her lip and said tremblingly, "Miss...have you come back to life?"

"Puchi—" The melodious, exquisite laughter resounded throughout the room.

Caihe asked in horror: "Miss...why are you laughing..."

"Caihe, don't you know better than anyone else whether I'm dead or not? How can a dead person come back to life?" The voice was filled with endless sarcasm and romance.

Caihe's body stiffened, she bit her lip, and tentatively said: "Miss...it's not my fault..."

The desolate voice sounded again, like crying or complaining, "Caihe, why don't you dare to look at me? Are you afraid of something? Turn around and look at me~"

Caihe hesitated, and she responded tremblingly: "Miss... Caihe is timid, you know it!"

The voice first laughed, and then said: "Then the bed you're lying on right now is still mine~ Why aren't you afraid? Look at me, don't I still have your favorite baby in my stomach?" Master~"

Caihe gritted her teeth, still froze, she didn't dare to turn her head, she just felt her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

"Boom—" This time, the thunder was exceptionally loud.

Because of nervous tension, He Ye was startled by the thunder and sat up suddenly, but turned her head inadvertently.

"Boom—" Another ray of thunder fell, as if wishing to smash the entire world into pieces.

Caihe saw the scene in front of her clearly through that ray of light.

Her little face lost all color in an instant, as pale as thin paper.

Her eyes were full of horror.

She couldn't restrain the fear in her heart anymore, and cried out, "Ah!!!!!!"

The shout pierced the sky.

(End of this chapter)