"Why are you here to join in the fun?"
Qing Wu was shaking the lantern.
"I'm just curious about how you can help Madam Mu, Princess." Situ Jing came out from behind, looking attentive: "Oh, this lantern is really beautiful, but it looks strangely familiar..."
Situ Jing blinked and subconsciously glanced at Xiao Chenyan.
He remembered that when he was in the northern border, Xiao Chenyan would make a lantern on one day every year, and it seemed to look like this?
Does it fit?
"Of course it looks familiar. There's a lamp like this hanging in the yard just in front of you." Qing Wu said casually, glancing at Xiao Chenyan.
The man looked calm, with no visible disturbance, as if he didn't care at all.
Qing Wu averted her gaze and curled her lips slightly.
"What is the use of this lantern?" Situ Jing was still curious. He really couldn't figure out what was special about this lantern.
"Soul-fixing lamp, for use on the Yin-Yang road."
Situ Jing hissed.
"Princess, are you going to take Madam Mu to the Yin to search for souls?"
Qing Wu nodded and didn't explain further.
Things like going to the underworld are not uncommon for people in the Xuanmen sect. When the soul leaves the body and goes to the underworld, there are many rules to abide by.
But Qing Wu doesn't have to follow this rule. The Yin-Yang journey that she is going to take Mu Yingqian on is also quite special.
"You've come at the right time. After the sun sets, I will take Madam Mu to the Yin to search for souls. There may be some uninvited guests in the Prince of Ye's mansion."
Qing Wu threw a talisman to Situ Jing, "You stay by Wang Yulang's side. If an uninvited guest comes, give this talisman to him."
"You'd better not...look."
Qing Wu said it was too late, Situ Jing had already seen it. He suddenly felt dizzy and his soul was about to leave his body.
He quickly closed his eyes to calm himself, silently chanting the Soul-Fixing Spell. When he opened his eyes again, he dared not look at it any longer, and asked in shock, "What is written on this talisman, Princess?"
Not only did he not understand, but the feeling that his soul was being pulled out made him tremble with fear.
Qing Wu smiled and said, "If the living people look at it for a while longer, they will be able to be reincarnated directly."
Situ Jing: “…” Suddenly he felt his shoulders were heavy. Who was that uninvited guest?
Xiao Chenyan kept silent. In fact, he had also caught a glimpse of the "ghostly talisman" just now, but he did not have as strong a feeling as Situ Jing.
Instead, I feel...
The thing on the ghost painting gave him a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere.
Qing Wu wrote official documents from the underworld. Ordinary people couldn’t understand them, and even if they read them, they couldn’t stand the ghostly aura in the text.
She glanced at Xiao Chenyan, and suddenly uttered a "hmm", strode up to him, and tiptoed closer to him, as if she was going to sneak up on him and give him a kiss.
Xiao Chenyan didn't dodge, but raised his hand and pushed her down, like pushing a mole that had just popped its head out back into a pit.
The scene was somewhat funny.
Situ Jing chuckled, then quickly fell silent.
Xiao Chenyan felt the softness under his palm, but he quickly withdrew his hand and asked before Qing Wu could attack: "What are you doing?"
Qing Wu's teeth itched, and she pulled him towards her: "Don't hide, let me take a closer look."
The woman's breath hit him violently again, drilling into his chest unreasonably. Xiao Chenyan felt the feeling of being forcefully invaded by her again, and his heartstrings tightened.
He clenched his fist subconsciously, with ripples hidden under his gloomy eyes. He tried to restrain himself and control himself from being tempted by her aura.
Qing Wu didn't notice his reaction. She just looked at Xiao Chenyan's face carefully, counted on her fingers, and looked strange.
Situ Jing noticed something and came over to ask, "Is there anything wrong with your daughter's face?" He couldn't see why.
"From the perspective of your face, your prince will have an opportunity tomorrow." Qing Wu pursed her lips: "If you seize it, you will get a windfall."
Xiao Chenyan raised his eyebrows.
Situ Jing subconsciously thought of the 400,000 taels of "dowry" and the hungry soldiers in the North, and blurted out:
"Could it be that our prince has surrendered to you and is ready to sleep with you, the princess, and you are in a good mood, so you reward him with a few hundred thousand taels?"
Two murderous intentions attacked Situ Jing from both sides.
"One night's sleep costs hundreds of thousands of taels. Is your prince's flesh made of gold?"
"You are talking nonsense. If you don't want your tongue, just cut it off yourself!"
Qing Wu and Xiao Chenyan spoke at the same time. After they finished speaking, their eyes met. The man's eyes were cold and gloomy: "Don't worry, Princess. I will not degenerate for a mere yellow-haired woman."
Qing Wu sneered: "If you have guts, then don't take this opportunity, or your soldiers will be left starving."
Seeing that the man and the ghost were about to fight, Situ Jing quickly begged for mercy, muttering softly: "Princess, you didn't treat our prince like this before..."
Qing Wu snorted coldly: "Stinky men, you can't spoil them!"
Even if Xiao Chenyan had a stinky face like an inkstone all day long, cold and hard, he would be suspicious, testing, scheming and treating her coldly.
Who doesn’t have a temper?
What's more, she is not a human, but a ghost! It has been a long time since she was a human, and she has already restrained her ghostly temper.
Situ Jing quickly winked at his own prince and begged for mercy with both hands, "Prince, this is for our brothers in the north!"
Xiao Chenyan has never coaxed anyone in his life, except for children.
He strode into the room, and after a moment, he came out with a pen in hand, took the lantern from Qing Wu's hand, touched the tip of the pen lightly on the paper, and an iris jumped onto the lantern.
This iris is exactly the same as the one Qingwu painted on the shaft of the carriage yesterday.
Her beautiful eyes lit up, she glanced at Xiao Chenyan, the corners of her lips curled up, and she muttered, "Old-fashioned."
After so many years, you still only know the same old tricks to coax people.
She took the lantern and said, "Let me be frank. It's up to you whether you can seize the opportunity. If you really get rich, I want 30% of it."
Xiao Chenyan glanced at her: "I'll give you 50%."
Qing Wu smiled happily: "Your Majesty is generous, he is a real man!"
Situ Jing was stunned. Although he didn't know how much windfall he had, he already felt sorry for the prince.
Your Majesty, don't be so manly!
"Then, Xiao Chenyan, please come with me."
Situ Jing was so distracted that cold sweat started to flow down his face. "Princess, could the windfall you mentioned be on the Yin-Yang Road? This, this, this, is it sure that it's not the fortune of a dead person?"
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