After dealing with the thin man in black, Wu Qing took out an unused quilt and wrapped him tightly like a dumpling.

Wu Qing felt relieved only after he was sure that the other party could not break free.

Since she couldn't go home for a while, she had to save her own life.

Half an hour had passed since the moment the man in black broke into her room.

As the night deepened, it was the time for the palace guards to change shifts. According to the agreement between the man in black and his accomplices, this was supposed to be his last chance to escape.

Unfortunately, he will be sent to the Queen by Wu Qing early tomorrow morning to be punished.

Just then, sleepiness came again.

Wu Qing yawned and prepared to go back to bed to continue sleeping.

Tomorrow's schedule will only be more intense than today's, and she needs to stay fully energized.

Wu Qing brushed off the dust on his body, lifted a corner of the thick winter quilt, and was about to get in.

Just as she was about to completely sink into that warmth, a rustling sound suddenly came from the corner of the wall.

As soon as Wu Qing heard it, he knew that this was definitely not the sound made by insects or wind.

[… Damn, there are still experts? ]

Wu Qing's mouth twitched and he laughed angrily.

After the man in black, another person came to visit her room tonight.

...Do you really treat her room as a 24-hour convenience store?

[The heroine in the original book often encountered bad luck such as assassination and false accusation at night. I didn’t expect that it would be my turn now. ]

[Okay, okay, I will play with you guys till the end today, no one can sleep! Come and stay up late with me!] Wu Qing thought while gritting his teeth.

The second visitor's steps seemed particularly abrupt.

She was much more unscrupulous than the thin man in black. She neither slowed down her footsteps nor tried to lower her breathing.

Either she is strong enough, or she has absolutely no martial arts skills.

But Wu Qing is more inclined to the second statement.

The man walked stealthily to Wu Qing's door, carefully pushed open a narrow gap, and then slipped in lightly.

Wu Qing was lying on the bed, taking in all of this, and couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart: [This sister is so cunning. ]

The second visitor was a palace maid. She was several centimeters taller than the thin man in black and had a very tall figure.

After she entered the room, she did not search around like the man in black, but walked straight to Wu Qing's bedroom with a firm and clear goal.

As soon as she entered the room, she took out a small bag from her waist and poured out all the incense ashes inside. The incense ashes drifted around the room, forming a gray smoke.

The tall palace maid stood there, muttering to herself.

Wu Qing held her breath and listened for a while, and found that this person was cursing her to death over and over again in various ways.

[…I just said that palace people need to receive compulsory education. It’s not good to be too superstitious.] Wu Qing was helpless.

After completing this set of spells, the tall palace maid opened the curtain, her heart full of anticipation and nervousness.

The person who had contacted her previously had specifically instructed that after the spell was completed, a special doll should be placed under Lady Ji's bed to complete the ritual.

The tall palace maid walked into the house cautiously.

The moment she stepped over the threshold, the maid's body stopped where she was.

The girl in white sat upright on the bed, holding an exquisite lotus-shaped oil lamp in her hand, like a quiet statue.

The oil lamp emitted a faint light, which flickered and was eerie, creating a mysterious and gloomy atmosphere.

Wu Qing sat with her legs crossed, dignified and elegant, as if she had been waiting for her for a long time.

When the tall palace maid's eyes met hers, Wu Qing suddenly grinned, revealing a somewhat weird smile.

She said, "Hello."

The faint firelight illuminated the lower half of her face, outlining blurry and hazy lines.

She looked extremely pious as she sat cross-legged, but her long black hair completely covered her face, giving her a discordant and eerie look.

"Donor, do you know your sin?"

Wu Qing's voice was faint, echoing back and forth in the empty room, striking at the palace maid's heart.

The tall palace maid obviously did not expect that Concubine Ji was still awake.

"Why are you still awake?" she exclaimed.

Wu Qing closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and said in a soft and mysterious voice: "Donor, you came here to ask for something. Tell me what you want in your heart, and perhaps I can find a way for you to be free and forgive your sins."

Lady Ji is sick again!

The tall palace maid's eyes widened and she subconsciously wanted to run away.

"Donor, your understanding seems to be not enough." Wu Qing shook his head and sighed.

The tall palace maid had no martial arts skills at all.

She only felt a flash before her eyes.

After a white ghost shadow flashed by, Wu Qing's face instantly enlarged in front of her eyes.

Wu Qing didn't blink and asked calmly, "Donor, where are you going?"

The maid was frightened by her sudden action and couldn't help but scream: "There is a ghost!!!"

Her voice was sharp and piercing, tearing through the night sky, like a thunder exploding in the night sky, instantly waking the servants in the wing room from their sleep.

They were in shock.

"what happens?"

"Ghost? Where is the ghost?"

"The sound came from Concubine Ji's room, let's go and take a look!" an older servant urged hurriedly.

The servants hurriedly put on their clothes, supporting each other in their haste for fear of falling in the dark.

They rushed out of the room and ran towards Lady Ji's residence.

Jinxiu was the first to arrive at Wu Qing's door.

She knocked heavily on the door and asked anxiously, "My lady, are you okay?"

Wu Qing was covering the tall uterine girl's mouth with one hand to prevent her from making any more noise.

She turned her head to look at the door, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, but her voice was as calm as water: "I'm fine, Jinxiu."

Jinxiu asked worriedly, "What was that scream just now?"

Wu Qing sneered: "You are just a disobedient little mouse, right? Just go back and rest, I am here."

Jinxiu responded, but stood outside the door, silently guarding Wu Qing.

After lighting the candles in the room, Wu Qing finally saw the face of the second night attacker.

[This face looks familiar for some reason? ]

Wu Qing narrowed his eyes and asked, "Where have we met before?"

The tall maid just glared at her angrily.

Just as Wu Qing saw her face clearly, the tall palace maid also discovered that the person pretending to be mysterious was Concubine Ji.

Wu Qing searched carefully in his mind, and finally, a vague impression gradually became clear.

She asked uncertainly: "...Are you the maid of Ling Meiyuan?"

When Wu Qing traveled to this book and agreed, he lived in Lingmeiyuan.

There are only four servants in Lingmeiyuan. They are lazy at work and rarely appear in front of her. No wonder Wu Qing has been thinking about it for so long.

Upon hearing this, the tall maid immediately sneered, "Lady Ji has a really good memory. She actually still remembers a small person like me! I am so flattered and grateful!"

Looking at her expression, she truly hated Wu Qing.

"No, why are you so angry?" Wu Qing was puzzled.

"It was you who sneaked into my room in the middle of the night and did this to me. Shouldn't I be the one who's angry? How come you think you're right?"

The tall maid mocked, "Noble Ji is really good at putting on airs. No wonder the emperor loves you so much."