Zi Yan became angrier as she spoke: "It's just that it was hidden very deeply and has never been discovered. In the past, Prince Duan also had dealings with the Northern Kingdom, and the madam was sent to his side at that time.
There are twelve of them here, scattered in various industries. No one knows their true identities except me. "
[And I know that if the madam dares to betray her, she will soon be dead.]
The charcoal-haired guy was curious: "Miss Zi Yan! Can you tell us everything you know?"
"What's the benefit of telling you?" Zi Yan turned around and asked.
"How about sending you to the underworld to reincarnate?" The charcoal-haired man probed her, "Or do you want some benefit?"
Zi Yan said nothing, glanced at the two children standing on the ground, then looked up at the sky, her tone lost: "I don't know what I want, I am an orphan, I don't know who my parents are or where I come from.
I started working in Baihualou when I was three years old. I was young and could not do any work well. I could only eat one meal a day. When I was five years old, I could only eat two meals. When I was seven years old, I became a maid for the courtesan of the time.
At the age of eight, I was sent to learn to play musical instruments, sing and bend my waist to practice dancing. I worked very hard, performed on stage at the age of eleven, and became an oiran at the age of fifteen. At the age of eighteen, I received an order to use my life to frame the Chu family.
I didn't want to die, I wanted to live, but the brothel owner poisoned me. No matter if I jumped off the building or not, I would die in three days. I didn't want to die of the poison and die ugly, so I chose to jump off the building.
I have been trapped here since I died, and I can't leave even if I want to. Whenever I leave this place, I feel very uncomfortable and I want to come back very badly. "
The charcoal-haired man didn't understand what Zi Yan meant, so he turned around and asked Chu Xiaoxiao: "Master! Is her soul controlled by someone?"
Milk ball shook his head.
[No, she has lived here for too long and has long considered this place her home. She has developed an obsession in her heart and does not want to leave.]
“Miss Zi Yan! Can you let us in first?” The black-haired man looked around. “Fortunately, there is no one around. If they saw my master and I talking to the air, they would definitely think we were crazy.”
Zi Yan looked down at them, then turned back to look at the bustling front yard of Baihua Tower, and asked suspiciously, "Why did you two come to see Hong Ling? Tell me the reason."
The charcoal-headed man did not hide anything and told the truth: "Hongling is a vixen. My master is going to take her in."
Zi Yan was so scared that she fell off the wall, in exactly the same posture as when she jumped from the second floor.
"What did you say? Are you telling the truth? Hong Ling is not a human? She is a vixen?"
Milk ball nodded vigorously, proving that what black-haired guy said was correct.
Zi Yan screamed and held her head, "Ahhh! No wonder she can charm so many men and make them want to die for her, it turns out she is a vixen.
Why didn't I think of it? Why am I so stupid? So dumb? Hong Ling is a vixen. If her supporters knew about this, wouldn't they all be scared to death? "
[Why are you so happy that she is a vixen? Even if you know, you can't expose her. Even though you are a ghost, you have no chance of winning against a vixen. You'd better stand aside and shut up! ]
The charcoal-haired guy turned into a tape recorder and repeated his master's words to Zi Yan.
After hearing this, Zi Yan really shut up.
After a while, she floated back to the top of the wall and sat there, complaining, "Why am I a ghost? If I were more powerful than the vixen, I would definitely rush over and take her in. I just can't stand her flirting ways of tricking men into paying money."
"Then let us in. We are here to take her away." The black-haired man took the opportunity to make a request.
Zi Yan thought about it and agreed. She waved her hand and the latch of the backyard door slid out automatically, and the door opened a crack.
The dark-haired boy took the little boy by the hand, pushed the door open and walked in, then closed the door.
At the moment when the crack in the door was about to close, Chu Xiaoxiao glanced at the dark night sky outside and muttered to herself.
[Daddy! Please don't come in. Just send me to Baihua Tower. Don't follow me in. Something bad will happen. Go home quickly! Be obedient. I am so tired of worrying about a child this old.]
Chu Zhinan, who was originally wearing black clothes and was about to follow in, stopped after hearing his daughter's voice and did not take another step forward.
His original intention was to follow and protect his daughter, but his daughter said that he was a cause of worry, adding to her burden and making her too tired and too hard.
Then don’t go in, just wait outside!
Zi Yan led the way, with the charcoal-haired boy carrying the baby, two kids and a ghost, avoiding everyone's eyes and coming to the lobby of Baihua Tower.
Hongling is performing a dance on the stage.
At this moment, the night is falling and the lights are coming on. The carved beams and painted buildings of Baihua Tower appear even more magnificent under the moonlight and candlelight.
On a wide jade stage, a dancer in a red silk skirt slowly walked to the center of the stage.
A soft sound of stringed instruments was heard, like a dream.
Hong Ling has a graceful figure and light steps, and every step she takes draws an elegant arc in the air.
The red silk in her hand danced like a flame, and as her posture changed, it sometimes looked like a phoenix spreading its wings, and sometimes like a flying dragon in the sky.
The red silk fluttered in the air, seeming to light up the entire stage. Her eyes were smart and deep, able to see into people's hearts, making people involuntarily indulge in this wonderful dance.
As the music rose and fell, her dance became more intense.
Jumping and spinning, the red silk in her hands turned into red light, covering the entire stage in a sea of red.
The dancing posture is just as described in the poem: “graceful as a startled swan, graceful as a swimming dragon”, which is breathtaking.
After the dance, she slowly put away the red silk, stood in the center of the stage, and accepted the men's thunderous applause.
She thoroughly enjoyed the wonderful feeling of being praised and flattered, which was an experience she had never had before in Nanyun Country.
The time she spent in Baihua Tower was the happiest time in her life.
She thought she could never go back. The Baihua Tower in Dongshengjing City had given her so many wonderful things. Not to mention that the high priest was gone, there was no hope of getting the elixir for ascension.
Even if the high priest was not dead and could refine the elixir for ascension, she did not want to return to Nanyun Palace. That place was full of violence and blood. She was a fox, and a beautiful fox at that, and she really did not like that kind of atmosphere.
How wonderful it was to stay in Baihualou! The madam would provide her with good food and drink all day long, and she could also see all kinds of life. It was really interesting.
I heard that the Imperial Master is very powerful, and I really want to become his disciple. Even if I can't become his confidant, I would be happy to be a peripheral handyman.
Her relationship with the high priest was not as simple as it seemed. The hateful old snake once wanted to have a double holiday with her, but she cleverly avoided it.
If the national teacher hadn’t killed him, he might have made strong demands. It’s disgusting just to think about it.
Following the old civet cat to Dongsheng, she also wanted to confirm whether the old snake spirit was really dead or pretending to be dead. If it was fake death, she could take advantage of his illness to kill him.
So that I don't have to worry about having a weekend off with her, she doesn't want it.
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