Pretty Consort: Prince, Don't Run away

"Hey, what happened to you?" Seeing him like this, Xi Mengyao was also shocked. She turned her body to look at him.

Song Chongjing coincidentally turned around as well, and the two of them nearly collided into each other.

"Nothing." Song Chongjing took a step back and shook his head.

He only stared at the letter. The yellow paper talisman, written in cinnabar, was used as a curse.

Moreover, he also saw that the date on the note was strange. However, he couldn't figure out what it was, so he asked, "Other than this, what else did you get?"

"What? Are you so sure that you still have more?" Xi Mengyao looked at him suspiciously.

Song Chongjing was at a loss for words, but he did not know how to explain it, in the end he could only say this with a cold face: "This does not seem to be an ordinary thing, I'm afraid it is not simple."

After he said this, Xi Mengyao nearly rolled her eyes, "You can also tell this, what a coincidence."

Song Chongjing knew her unhappiness, but didn't bother too much about it. He sighed and asked doubtfully: "But they, why are they so against you?"

"That's a good question, I also happen to want to ask."

Xi Mengyao shook her head. Then, she turned her head and no longer looked at him. At first, she thought this person should know something, but now, even if he knew, he probably wouldn't say it.

Sitting in the room, she poured a cup of tea for herself, and slowly sipped. After calming down, she looked at Song Chongjing: "Speaking of which, you can't give your subordinates more refreshments. In the end, who did I offend, to suffer such a sin?"

Although this matter was still unclear, she knew that it definitely had something to do with the butler.

As she thought about it, she turned around to look at him again. Song Chongjing's expression gradually became ice-cold, and then she slowly said: "Speaking of which, this butler of your house is really free, casually letting people in. Didn't you suffer enough from last time?"

"I've ordered someone to investigate this matter. I'm afraid that's not his intention."

Song Chongjing knew that this was what Xi Mengyao was talking about, but it would still take time.

I don't know if it was his intention or not, but it's a real fact that he let people in. If you don't want the last thing to happen again, I advise you to be careful.

Xi Mengyao looked at him and could only shake his head. She thought to herself that if this were to continue, then this place would really be unsafe. There was no need for her to continue staying here.

The relationship between her and this Prince Jing wasn't an unbreakable one.

"Don't be angry," After Song Chongjing heard this, he just lightly said that. Xi Mengyao wanted to refute, but when she turned her head, she saw that Song Chongjing had actually started to read the letter.

He seemed to pay particular attention to the handwriting on the paper. After looking at it carefully, he folded the paper and said, "This person's brush strokes are extremely strange. I have never seen a brush technique before."

When a person writes, he or she has his or her own order, but in the end, he or she cannot escape the influence of what he or she learned in his or her childhood.

Xi Mengyao did not know much about this, she could read the handwriting, but she was not good at it.

Song Chongjing, however, understood with a single glance. He only said indifferently: "From the looks of it, they don't seem to be people who practice writing words year round. Maybe those people aren't from the Central Plains."

Although his words were spoken in a secretive manner, it was an accurate representation of what he said.

"More or less." Xi Mengyao also nodded her head, "I'm afraid she's with a group of people from the Black Robe Evil Sect."

"They're here for you, so why did you mention it again? This place is not like before, I'm afraid there are more servants here." As Song Chongjing spoke, he turned around and glanced at them. "Why don't you go to the Northern Garden?"

It was a place in the northern part of the prince's mansion where most of the strategists lived.

However, Xi Mengyao was able to see through it. Hearing this, she could only shake her head: "Previously, it was because they did not find the right opportunity that they continued to come over."

They were cautious and crazy.

Such people were usually very patient. If they still wanted to make a move on her, they couldn't be too cautious.

"It just so happens that your Old Housekeeper is so muddleheaded and fooled by the thieves that you want to sell your Duke's Mansion along with me, the wangfei. How can I not give him, this is a good opportunity. "

As she spoke, she stood up and took out the jar. "I even dug out this one."

As she spoke, she knocked on the jar again. She didn't expect that this time, she wasn't able to control herself and opened the lid.

The few of them heard a 'clang' sound, as if the jar was going to fall down from here. Xi Mengyao was also shocked, he hurriedly turned her head to take a look, only to see that the inside of the cave was pitch black, and it was emitting a terrible stench.

Yu Han who was at the side, covered her nose and could not help but shout: "What is this thing that smells so bad? It must definitely not be something good."

Xi Mengyao immediately covered the bottle, she looked at the jar and sneered: "If it's not good stuff, then how could it be stored so well."

"But this thing doesn't look like a good thing." As Yu Han spoke, she also grumbled in a low voice: "Didn't you say just now that they didn't have good intentions?"

"You've already made your own judgment, what are you asking?" Xi Mengyao frowned, and said unhappily.

But these words made Yu Han feel wronged, she did not speak anymore, and leaned on the side against the wall, looking at her.

Song Chongjing also smelt the smell, he felt that it was familiar but he could not remember what it was, it was a rotten smell, but it was not exactly the same.

Unexpectedly, Xi Mengyao's guts were indeed great, and at this moment, she once again flipped the jar open.

Previously, when she saw it, she only felt that it was strange. The bone she saw previously seemed to have disappeared. At this time, when she opened up the jar to look, she immediately saw.

The bones inside were exactly the same as the ones before. As she thought about it, she took a closer look and realized that the bones inside seemed to be stuck in a jar.

When she accidentally knocked something over, the jar tilted so that she couldn't see the bones inside.

It looked like it was soaked in some other liquid. No wonder it was so heavy, but it was empty.

As she thought about it, she also frowned. "Just what are they planning to do …?"

When that thing was still, it wouldn't give off a smell. Perhaps it wasn't the black mucus that was stinking.

"What's in it?" Song Chongjing saw that she was muttering to himself, and then asked.

Xi Mengyao shook her head: "I can't tell what it is, but there's a bone inside."

After she thought for a while, she walked over, wrinkled her nose and took a whiff, then turned to Song Chongjing and said: "I smell, and it seems like there's a scent of blood, and there's bones inside. I've looked at it carefully, it doesn't seem to be human bones."

"How can you tell?" After Song Chongjing heard this, he looked at her suspiciously: Have you seen human bones before?