Chapter 168 Ghost Stories
Pei Shu took Dongyue back to Minghui Palace.
I shook off the snow outside the house, but didn't dare take off my thick clothes.
The rooms in Myeonghye Palace are not as warm as those in Yibong Palace.
Dongyue picked up the kettle on the stove and poured two cups of hot water.
They don't have much tea, so if you want to drink hot tea in winter, you can only heat water.
Pei Shu took out the medicine that Murong Di brought her from Lingnan from the corner of the room. She found a bottle of antidote, poured out a pill, and drank it with warm water.
The warm liquid flowed from her throat into her lungs, and Pei Shu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your Majesty, the Queen didn't beat you behind closed doors, did she?" Dong Yue checked Pei Shu's hand.
"No, she's not that stupid. She won't hit me openly," Pei Shu laughed. "Even if she did, I'm not afraid since I'm wearing such thick clothes."
"She was just worried that I might get pregnant. She wanted to avoid any worries."
Pei Shu's body was truly damaged back then, and she could no longer bear children. As for Murong Yu, with Concubine Shu's actions, he probably wouldn't be able to have children either.
Murong Di brought back several bottles of extremely rare poisons from Lingnan, including one that could kill off descendants. It was colorless, odorless, and had no obvious symptoms, but would simply slowly eat away at the body like a disease.
Pei Shu had no intention of getting pregnant again, so there was nothing wrong with taking a pill from the Queen.
But she was afraid that the medicine given by the queen might be toxic, so it would be safer for her to take an antidote.
Dongyue boiled another half pot of water.
The water hasn't even boiled yet and someone came outside.
Several palace maids held cloth and several brocade boxes:
"The Empress has ordered me to deliver these things to Minghui Palace."
After they put the things down, Dongyue opened the box and saw that it was full of hairpins, jewelry, and rouge and powder.
Dong Yue: "My Lady, what should we do next?"
Pei Shu took out a piece of sky-blue fabric and stood in front of the mirror to try it on her body.
“Do two things.”
Dongyue: "What's the matter?"
"Use this cloth to make a dress."
The shadow of the branches of the locust tree fell on Pei Shu.
"Then, find another sword."
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In the southeast corner of Chang'an City, there is a huge house.
There is a plaque of Yuewang Palace hanging on it.
The house was built to the specifications of a prince, with many courtyards, but most of them were locked and deserted.
After Murong Di returned to Beijing from Lingnan, he moved into the Prince of Yue's Mansion.
The mansion was staffed with a housekeeper and servants.
When Murong Di entered the mansion, he found that it was a familiar face.
The personal servant Xiao was the housekeeper, and the palace maid Hu Xin was Murong Di's personal maid in his courtyard.
One takes care of the front yard and the other takes care of the back yard.
With spies around him, Murong Di rarely goes out and most of the time he just walks around the palace.
Murong Di knew that his mother was about to take some action in the palace, so he should leave as soon as possible and not become a burden to his mother.
A big part of the reason why my mother was so cautious in the palace before was to protect him.
However, as the New Year is approaching, the palace will definitely hold a New Year's Eve banquet to create a scene of royal harmony and happiness.
The emperor would not send him away at this time. If he took the initiative to ask to leave, not only would he not be allowed, but it would also arouse suspicion from others.
Murong Di simply kept his troops in place and waited until the New Year was over before trying to leave the capital.
Occasionally he would go crazy and drive out all the servants in the yard, and then he would sit alone in the yard, reading books and looking at trees.
Murong Di also asked someone to find a shovel.
Sometimes I would practice digging in the yard while thinking about things.
If any blind servant dared to come in and disturb them, Murong Di would hit him with a shovel.
Simple and crude.
One day, Murong Di got up in the morning and made a foolish scene again, waving a shovel and driving all the servants out of the yard.
Everyone is used to it.
They secretly laughed behind the King of Yue's back and called him the "Shovel Prince".
At the moment, Prince Shovel was digging the soil with all his might, and he had dug out a square hole that was perfect for burying wine.
He was sweating all over, his hands and feet were warm, and he felt much better.
When people have a lot of thoughts, they will feel a lot more relaxed if they do some work and sweat.
Murong Di thought of his master while digging the soil.
"I don't know what happened to Master."
Since Old Man Qin came to the capital disguised as an old servant, he went to Song Ping's house.
Murong Di has been staying in the palace.
Old man Qin was just a commoner, so it was impossible for him to visit directly. He wanted to come in and work as a servant, but the palace would not accept him.
The two have not been in contact since then.
Murong Di dug from dawn to dusk and finally dug out a pit the size of a coffin.
Night fell.
A crescent moon rose, and the edge of the moon's arc was very thin, like a shovel in the hand.
Murong Di put down the shovel in his hand, rubbed his sore arms, sat in the pit and looked up at the moon.
He remembered the ghost stories he had heard from the palace servants when he was a child.
It is said that a long time ago, a concubine in the palace murdered a palace maid and had someone dig a pit at night to bury the palace maid.
But who would have thought that the wronged spirit of the palace maid begged the ghost messenger to temporarily return to the mortal world to seek revenge. In the middle of the night, she dug herself out of the earth and strangled the concubine. When the palace maid emerged from the earth, she dug out one of her hands first, then her head...
When Murong Di heard this story as a child, he was very scared. At night, he leaned against his mother's couch and asked her if it was true.
Her mother said it was not true. If the unjustly killed could be resurrected so easily, her grandparents would definitely come to see her.
Murong Di wanted to laugh when he recalled how he was so scared that his face turned pale when he was a child.
He chuckled softly, without laughing out loud.
But there was a rustling noise around him.
Murong Di turned his head and looked around. There was nothing around, no people, no birds, not even fallen leaves.
However, the rustling sound did not stop, but became clearer and clearer.
The sound came from the ground at his feet.
Swish, swish.
It was like someone was digging himself out of the soil.
Murong Di stopped smiling and felt a little scared.
He stood up and stepped onto the ground from the not-so-deep pit.
When I turned around to look again, my heart stopped with fright.
In the gloomy night, under the dim moonlight, a hole appeared at the bottom of the pit, and a hand covered in mud stretched out from the hole.
Then another head emerged from the hole.
Murong Di: !! It’s exactly like what’s said in the ghost story!
Murong Di was so frightened that he almost screamed out loud.
call out--
A plum blossom dart stabbed into the ground at Murong Di's feet.
The silver plum blossom dart glowed coldly under the moonlight.
Murong Di and the head that popped out of the hole looked at each other in surprise.
Murong Di whispered tentatively:
“…Master?”
There was an equally quiet response from the other side:
"It's me~"
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