The psychic Xi ​​Lan

Chapter 39
Fortunately, Yan Ming has quick eyesight and quick hands, and he pinned this woman down!

Long Xilan didn't panic either, she saw the middle-aged woman in front of her, half of her face was covered by bursting hair, leaving only one bloodshot eye staring at her. "Let me out, let me out, there are ghosts here, there are ghosts! Miss, help me! Help me!"

Yan Ming at the side asked the other two guards to hold the crazy cook, turned to her and said, "Miss Ji, are you watching too? It's not that Yan Ming is lying to you, no matter what you ask, she will say nonsense like this, It will have no effect without punishment!"

Long Xilan's eyes were fixed on the cook's face, and she even approached, brushing aside the messy hair on the cook's face, revealing the bloody face.

"My lord ordered that no lynching be used here, and we didn't cause her injuries." Yan Ming specially explained.

She ignored it, just stared at the cook's terrified eyes, and didn't move away for a long time.

"Help me, save me—" the cook begged her loudly, her throat was torn from the long screaming!

Behind her, Qinglian tugged at her sleeves with a look of apprehension: "Miss, do you think we should leave her alone? Let her be sent to Dali Temple!"

Long Xilan looked at Yan Ming, "She looks like this, haven't you reported it to the lord? She is already like this, what can she find out if she is sent to Dali Temple for interrogation?"

Yan Ming hurriedly asked the cook to be dragged back to the material room, and then he turned around and replied, "Miss, don't be fooled by her pitiful appearance, these savage women are the best at pretending to be tricky, and they don't hesitate to mutilate themselves in order to look real. She The wound on the face was scratched by myself, so why is there a ghost? My subordinates and a few brothers guard here every day and night, except for watching her groaning without hesitation, even a mouse has never appeared, so where is the ghost?"

"How do I think she doesn't seem to be pretending? What if she has been wronged? And if she is really driven crazy by being locked up here, sending her to Dali Temple is a dead end!" What kind of place is this West Wing, Long Xilan It is clearer than anyone else that Chunlan's eyes are cloudy and her mind is lost, which is undoubtedly caused by extreme fear. In her conception, there is no distinction between high and low, and life is even more precious, so how could she To watch a wronged person die indirectly because of her?

"Hey, Miss Ji, the truth is not what you see now. This cook is definitely not as innocent as you imagined!" Because of the prince's order, Tang screened her like this and reminded Chen Niang: "Chen Niang , it's so late, don't let the young lady come out, what if you fall down?"

Chen Niang had no choice but to speak on Long Xilan's side: "Miss is kind-hearted and kind, and I don't want to see anyone suffer because of her. If I help you, the prince will not blame me."

"Then it's better for Ms. Ji to ask the prince herself. Without the order of the prince, this woman will be sent to Dali Temple for interrogation tomorrow morning!" After Yan Ming finished this, he didn't say much else.

Long Xilan also knows that it doesn't matter if you say it strictly, so go see King Xu!
"However, I don't know when the prince will come back. Sometimes it is too late, and the palace gate is closed, and the prince will stay in the palace!" Chen Niang followed her to the outside of the prince's wing, and waited for an hour, but no one came back. Advise.

"What time is it now?"

"Hai hour!"

She looked in the direction of the courtyard gate and murmured: "The gate of the palace city is closed at Haishi, maybe the prince left the palace before the gate closed, and he is on his way right now!"

Qinglian said worriedly at the side: "But Miss has been standing here for an hour, and she fell into the water at night, and if she continues to freeze outside like this, I'm afraid I'm going to get sick again!"

Long Xilan glanced at the closed door of the wing behind, "Then let's go in and wait!"

Anyway, she doesn't plan to go back right away, so she might as well wait here. King Qu will send 'Master Long' over to relieve the disaster in the morning. What did Chunlan, the cook, do before being sent to Dali Temple.

So Qinglian accompanied her into the wing room where the prince usually lives. This room is simple yet luxurious. The tables and chairs are made of high-quality ebony wood. There are no overly complicated carvings. They are simple and beautiful. The floor tiles are made of smooth marble. , apart from a few rare potted plants that are difficult to grow, the most embellishing effect is the carpet that is laid out in the outer room with yellow, blue and white three-color threads!The embroidered patterns are not like the fine arts in Wen Kingdom, but rather exotic.

Long Xilan walked to the table and sat down. Chen Niang made her a pot of hot tea, but she didn't drink it. She sat on the table thinking about the omens and phantoms she saw. After a long time, Qinglian was so tired Squatting in front of the screen and taking a nap, Li Huai still hasn't returned.

She stood up, opened the door gently, and the cold wind of the winter night blew in a little. She tightened the rabbit fur-trimmed cloak on her shoulders, and stepped out.

The guards protecting her were standing at the gate of the courtyard, and under the night light, they could see their standing and elongated reflections.

Another gust of cool wind hit her face, she couldn't help frowning, and subconsciously looked around.

Then she saw a person standing under the window sill on the right... No, Long Xilan knew that it was not a person, she had seen her several times, a young girl ghost with no grievances but deep obsession.

Li Huai said that the people in Dali Temple did not find the girl's body. Perhaps this is why the ghost refused to leave and followed her?
"You want me to help you find your body?" Long Xilan asked softly.

The girl ghost looked at her beggingly, and nodded after a while.

She didn't think much, and walked over lightly, before she raised her right hand, she reminded the girl ghost: "If I channel you, your spirit body will be damaged, and if you are not careful, you will be lost, are you willing? "

The spiritism of the Long family is not as simple as being able to see ghosts with the naked eye. They can touch the spirit body and see the things of the dead soul through their minds. Not great, often fails.

The girl ghost's obsession is too deep, and she only hopes to find her own body, even if her soul is scattered, it doesn't matter.

There are good and bad people in this world, as well as ghosts. Poor ghosts like girl ghosts can be found everywhere. It is her wish that Long Xilan can help her die earlier. Then she stretched out her hand and saw a deep blue lake through her spiritual body. There was an octagonal tower by the lake. She was not familiar with the boundaries of the capital, nor did she know where it was, but she was sure that the girl's body was there!

She withdrew her hand, but the girl's spiritual body was still damaged, with tears in the corners of her eyes, she slowly slid down and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Long Xilan felt very sad, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid your spirit body is going to disperse!"

She didn't want to see the girl ghost suffer such cruelty, so she took an orchid sachet from her waist. "I'll collect your dead souls here, and when I find your body, I'll find another chance to save you together!"

The ghost would also be grateful, hearing her planning for himself, couldn't help nodding with tears.

She quickly opened the sachet, silently recited the soul-absorbing spell, and quickly put the girl's soul into the sachet.

"Brocade painting?" She hadn't hung up the sachet when a voice came from behind.

Originally thought that at this hour, Li Huai had already stayed in the palace, but unexpectedly, he came back in a hurry!
"My lord!" Long Xilan was a little guilty, but her face was still calm.

Li Huai strode in, doubts appeared on his handsome face, "It's so late, why are you here? I seem to have heard who you were talking to just now?"

(End of this chapter)