In the east of the city, there is a small courtyard.
Baisui placed the offerings before the altar respectfully and replaced the incense and candles before leaving.
There are several tablets in front of the altar.
The two tablets in the middle were for the late Crown Prince and his wife, and below them were the tablets for the family of four of the Marquis Zhenguo. The smallest tablet at the end had no name on it.
Xiao Chenyan first took three incense sticks, lit them, and bowed to his parents. However, as soon as the incense fell into the incense burner, the sparks went out, leaving only smoke.
He took out three more sticks and offered them to the tablet in the Marquis Zhenguo Mansion, but the result was still the same.
Do not eat incense or accept offerings.
Ten days later, it has been like this.
Ten years ago, his father and mother "burned themselves to death" in the East Palace, and their bodies were never found.
Ten years ago, his mentor and helpful friend, the Marquis Zhenguo and his wife and their eldest son died in battle in the northern border, their bodies trampled into mud by the enemy.
The only young daughter was also said to have died on that snowy night, but no one had ever seen her body.
When Xiao Chenyan was exiled to the northern border, he tried his best to find the bones of his old friend, but to no avail.
He once sent people to check whether the little kid was still alive.
But everyone said she was dead.
The wife of the Marquis of Zhenguo took her to guard Beiwang City. When the city was broken, the wife of the Marquis of Zhenguo led the soldiers and civilians in the city to fight to the death.
As for the little girl, she sent someone to send her away. The soldier who escorted her away encountered an ambush by the Hu people as soon as he left the city.
All the soldiers died in the battle.
How could a little girl of twelve survive from those cruel and blood-drinking barbarians?
Some say she died that night.
Xiao Chenyan also thought that she was dead, but he stubbornly still held on to a glimmer of hope. Could it be that she was still alive?
Until that bloody nightmare that night.
He always felt that it was not a dream, but something that really happened.
The little girl, whom he delivered and named himself, passed away before she could grow into a charming and beautiful girl.
Xiao Chenyan took down the nameless tablet, took out a dagger, and carved the name one by one.
——The daughter of the Marquis of Zhenguo, Yun Qingwu.
After putting the tablet back down, Xiao Chenyan picked up a piece of sweet cake and placed it in front of the small tablet.
He poured some Shaodao wine and then left.
The door closed slowly.
He did not notice that after he left, the three incense sticks that had been standing upright in the incense burner but had never been lit suddenly rekindled, and the smoke drifted towards the small tablet with his name engraved on it.
It was 1:15 am when Xiao Chenyan arrived at the palace. It was almost dark, and thinking that Qing Wu usually slept until noon, he did not go to the Moshi Courtyard. When he was about to go to the study, he saw a man lazily coming towards him with a pheasant in his hand.
"Oh, is my cousin's husband going out, or just coming home?" Ye You smiled and said, "You and my cousin are married, and it's not nice to always let her stay alone in an empty room."
As soon as this old ghost appeared, everyone became alert.
Baisui subconsciously wanted to stand in front of Xiao Chenyan to protect his prince from bad luck.
Xiao Chenyan was the first to speak: "How long have Mr. Yelang and the princess known each other?"
Yeyou smiled and didn't rush to answer. He threw the pheasant to Baisui and said, "Take it to the kitchen and have chicken stewed with mushrooms for lunch."
After saying that, he looked at Xiao Chenyan and said, "If my cousin-in-law is not in a hurry, can you buy me a drink?"
"I just smelled alcohol on you."
Xiao Chenyan nodded, and the man and the ghost went to the pavilion of the lake in the garden, one after the other.
Baisui stuffed the pheasant to someone else and hurried to catch up.
When they arrived at the lake pavilion, the Shaodao wine was served. Yeyou couldn't wait to take a big gulp and started coughing due to the spiciness.
"This wine... is so unpalatable." He said with a painful expression: "Didn't the palace order any wine?"
Baisui stood beside him with a look of contempt.
Xiao Chenyan looked normal: "The north is bitterly cold, burning knives is the cheapest and can also warm the body."
Ye You shook his head, stopped torturing himself, and pushed the wine glass away: "What exactly does my cousin-in-law want to know?"
"How long has she been a ghost?"
"I don't know about that." Ye You smiled and said, "Anyway, time is ahead of me."
Xiao Chenyan's eyes moved slightly, and I wonder what he was thinking of.
The gods roam the underworld at night, and ghosts have long lives.
If the female ghost in his home lived longer than him, then it naturally couldn't be what he thought.
I felt a little disappointed, but not surprised.
Although there are many similarities, how could she be that little girl?
"Was she once a human?"
Ye You had a strange expression on his face, "...I guess I was once a human being."
After going through more than a dozen tribulations, I can still be considered a human being, right?
Xiao Chenyan's eyes were filled with deep thought: "Is the way she looks like this her true self?"
A gleam of light flashed across Ye You's eyes, and he smiled lazily: "She may not be the same as what you and I see."
He wanted to watch Awu's drama, but that damn devil had a bad temper and was very cruel!
It feels good to sell out a dead ghost, but afterwards you will end up in a volcanic hell.
Ye You changed the subject and said, "Last night, the little mountain spirit saved someone. She was the concubine of the Shi family."
"The person has been handed over to your men. How to deal with him, cousin-in-law, you decide~"
Yeyou smiled and said, "Mrs. Shi probably thought that the news of her pregnancy had leaked out, so she wanted to take the opportunity to kill her to silence her."
Xiao Chenyan did not respond, but looked at him with gloomy eyes.
Yeyou also knew that the topic was changed awkwardly, he shrugged and said, "The wine is too hard to drink, I won't drink it. I worked as a doorman for someone last night, I need to get some sleep to make up for it."
He stood up after he finished speaking, and when he saw Bai Sui standing beside him with a defiant look on his face, he couldn't help but sneer, "Tsk tsk:
"The crying child gets the milk. You are the only one who can get yourself a blessing from the Yin official by crying. You are awesome, awesome~"
Yeyou gave a thumbs up, while Baisui was confused.
"Why are you crying? Is the prince scolding me?"
The 100-year-old baby-faced man was angry and felt insulted. A real man never cries! When has he ever cried?
Meeting Xiao Chenyan's gaze, Baisui became even more ashamed and angry: "Your Majesty! I really don't like to cry!"
"When was the last time you cried?"
"Ah? This...I don't remember this at all." Baisui said angrily.
"If you can't remember, just think about it."
Xiao Chenyan was like this, thinking of the "blessing from the underworld" mentioned by Ye You, for no reason, he thought of Qing Wu's tolerance towards Bai Sui.
He tapped his finger bones on the table.
"Think again about why you are crying."
Bai Sui: “…”
What a bunch of nonsense! You really can’t trust what that old ghost says, Your Majesty!
A hundred years old, a real man, can't remember when he cried even if he scratched his head. The last time he cried...
Is it the period around the young lady’s death anniversary?
No, can that be called crying? It was simply because the snowstorm in the north was too strong, and his eyes were red from the wind. He couldn't sleep at night and had nightmares, so he bit the corner of the quilt and had a runny nose. He was not crying!
Ye You, who felt that he had perfectly concealed Qing Wu's identity, just stepped into Mo Shi Courtyard when his body suddenly stopped and his face changed suddenly.
His nostrils twitched, and he pointed at Qing Wu's bedroom and asked, "Did she drink?"
Luqiao and Hongrui had gotten up early. They looked at each other in surprise and said, "The princess has been sleeping and has not been drinking."
Ye You twitched the corner of his mouth and slapped his forehead. The smell of the wine was familiar. It must be the Shaodaozi he had just drunk, but there was also a scent of incense in the wine.
Obviously someone offered sacrifice to this dead guy.
Lord Ghost Emperor, this damn ghost cannot drink alcohol!
The last time she drank, Yinsi was almost buried in the snow!
Ye You was having a headache when he saw something crystal-clear falling from the sky.
Lu Qiao was surprised: "This is... Xue Xi?"
"Is it snowing?"
As Xiao Chenyan walked out of the pavilion, he felt a chill on his face.
He raised his head, slightly stunned, and reached out to catch a piece of snow.
Snow flakes melted in the palm of my hand, and the cold snow was mixed with a faint scent of snow flakes.
It's the scent of iris.
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