Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 740 The world is unpredictable.

"Why do you think this is pretending to be a ghost?" Duan Siyan raised the end of his voice, and his tone was always deep and cold like a man's.

Cool to the bone.

Fu Yuejun looked at him with charming eyes hanging from the side of his head, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, a demonic flower appeared on his lips, and he said sinisterly: "I said it was pretending to be a ghost, and it was pretending to be a ghost!"

Why is it pretending to be a ghost?

I don’t know how many times there have been scenes of ghosts pretending to be scary in the past dynasties. She grew up in the palace, would she really believe in such haunted things?

If you dare to play tricks in front of her, you have to be prepared to bear the price.

"go back!"

Fu Yuejun turned around, and because of the violent rotation, the cloak drew a beautiful arc in midair, gradually blending into the night.

The next day, rumors of ghosts in the palace spread again. Originally, the stories of these ghosts had been annihilated, but last night, the story of the four chasing them was spread out somehow.

Everyone said that Concubine Zhen was drowned to death that year, and her ghost lingered, so she came back to claim her life.

There are also various speculations. Regarding this, Concubine Duankang stepped forward to suppress the public opinion. Although everyone didn't say anything, they were terrified in their hearts.

After nightfall, no one dared to walk around outside, for fear of bumping into something unclean, what's more, they heard the painful hissing of the ghost.

Some people got up in the middle of the night and ran into the white-clothed ghost, and they were frightened into fools on the spot.

This caused even more panic in the palace, and the security of the whole palace was much tighter.

Zhao Yanqiu listened to the palace man's report, waved his hand to make him retreat, turned his head and asked Fu Yuejun: "Xiao Jiu, why didn't you tell me about the ghost in white clothes when you found out a few days ago?"

"Speaking of such pretentious things will only stain my cousin's ears." Fu Yuejun lowered his head and wiped his fingers, his lowered eyebrows were deep: "If you tell too many lies, it may become true."

Things are unpredictable.

"How do you know that someone must be pretending to be a ghost?" Zhao Yanqiu felt very curious. Although she didn't believe it, the rumors were amazing recently.

It is said that Empress Dowager Longyu was also involved in Concubine Zhen's death, because she often whispered in the ears of the old empress, so now, Empress Dowager Longyu died in depression, which is retribution.

Concubine Zhen is so happy!
It's ridiculous to say such a thing.

Zhao Yanqiu didn't believe it, but seeing that Fu Yuejun said so firmly that it was a lie, she became curious.

Fu Yuejun raised her head, and at that moment, her eyes seemed to flow into thousands of miles of galaxies, which was breathtakingly beautiful, she winked playfully at Zhao Yanqiu: "I guess."

"You bastard, have you learned to be sloppy with me?" Zhao Yanqiu was obviously dissatisfied with her answer. Fu Yuejun always had a reason for denying something.

Since she said she was pretending to be a ghost, she must know something.

Fu Yuejun threw the wet towel into the silver tray on the side, and a maid immediately took the silver tray down. She sat up straight and said flatly, "Because that day, I found traces of people walking on the ground."

Zhao Yanqiu thought for a while and said, "It snowed a while ago, and someone in the palace would clean up the snow. I remember that day, the snow in Chuxiu Palace was cleaned up, right?"

Now that it's been cleaned up, how can we see footprints on the ground?
Fu Yuejun sat on the beauty's couch, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and peeled them slowly, and said with a smile: "Even if the snow is cleared, the ground will be very wet. Before going to bed, I just poured the extra spices on the Outside the window, it accidentally spilled on the window frame, and if you don’t look carefully, you can’t see it at all.”

(End of this chapter)