"Wait!" Du Shi hurriedly stopped him, his teeth bit, and he made up his mind: "Tell me about your conditions!"
Jian'er is still young, he will definitely marry another wife and have children, but he is just a small fourth-grade Shaoqing. In the capital city where high officials are gathered, his official position is really low. Interesting, nowadays, someone can help them, she doesn't mind betting.
"Lady Du is a cheerful person. The condition is very simple ..." The man chuckled and spit out a few clear notes. He heard Du's eyes narrowed: "This thing ... is not too difficult, I should go down Now! "
"Then everything please Mrs. Du, as long as Mrs. Du is successful, immediately arrange for Mr. Murong to have a happy relationship." The man smiled tentatively.
"It's a word!" Du's words were sharp, his eyes sharp.
"It's a word!" The man said a word, his voice misty!
Du Shi's sharp eyes narrowed slightly: calculating one person can get their family's prosperity. This transaction is very cost-effective. She is very happy to do it. However, that person is not very good to deal with. She needs to plan carefully ... …
The night was quiet, and the night trough of Luoxue Pavilion was lit with a bright pearl, and the warm yellow light poured into the room.
Murongxue was covered with a soft blanket, sleeping on a carved bed, her bright little face was a little bit red, and her long eyelashes were like small fans, casting two thick shadows on the eyelids, and her sleeping face was extremely safe. , Quietly.
Suddenly, a scream of sorrow pierced the clouds and resounded through the clouds: "Ghost ... Ghost ..."
Murongxue was awakened and rolled his eyes helplessly: Shaochen Ouyang was treated as a ghost again. In the middle of the night, he could not rest in Zhaoning Hall. Why did he want to run to her Luoxue Pavilion ...
"Ah ... a ghost ... a ghost ... a ghost ..." The screams screamed one after another, louder than loud, many people saw the ghost ...
Murong Xueliang's bright face suddenly darkened: came outside the Luoxue Pavilion, did not come in, even pretending to be a ghost in the air?
Murongxue turned over and got out of bed, grabbed a long skirt and put it on, walked quickly to the window, opened the window, and snarled toward the night sky: "Ouyang Shaochen!"
"Girl Murong, Shizi did not come!" Shen Wu explained, Shen Sheng explained, looking at Murongxue's unbelieving gaze, he said word by word: "Shizi really didn't come!"
Shizi's martial arts were strong and he came quietly. They did not notice it. However, Shizi likes Murong girl. If he really came to Zhenguo Palace, he would have appeared in Luoxue Pavilion!
Murong Xue nodded his understanding, and Ouyang Shaochen was almost indifferent. Every time he came to Zhenguo Palace, he always flew into the Luoxue Pavilion.
"What are the names of those outside?"
"I don't know what a humble job!" Shaking her head without trace: "Go look at a humble job ..."
Murong Xue shook his head: "No, I'll go and see for myself." Ghosts crowed one after another, and she couldn't sleep even if she wanted to sleep.
Murongxue put on a long skirt and walked outside the Luoxue Pavilion, and saw four or five young ladies standing not far away, looking at the direction of the Luoxue Pavilion, full of panic and trembling.
Murong Xue raised his eyebrows and said: "Do you see ghosts?"
"Yes, yes ..." The little maids nodded like chickens: "The slaves saw ... a ghost was floating back and forth outside the Luoxue Pavilion ..."
"You are not mistaken by yourself?" Murong Xue doubted it.
"Yes, right, absolutely right!" The little girls shook their heads again and again, anxiously said: "The slaves dare to swear to the sky, the slaves see clearly ..."
"If one person sees a ghost, it may be dazzled. If two people see a ghost, it may be bad. Four or five people see a ghost. That is enough to prove that Luo Xuege is really a ghost ..." The arrogant female voice When it sounded, it was Murong Rou who walked Tingting, holding her maid's hand curled up, with a contemptuous smile on her well-maintained face.
Murongxue disdains sneering, ghost and sister, even if there are ghosts in this world, they will not appear in Luoxue Pavilion ...
"There are so many courtyards in Zhenguo's Mansion are quiet, only Luoxue Pavilion has been haunted twice. It can be seen that Luoxue Pavilion is not clean ..." Murong Rou raised his eyebrows at Murongxue, his eyes and brows mockingly.
Murongxue didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "I have lived in Luoxue Pavilion for 14 years. It has been clean and clean. Someone who is shamelessly cheating in my Luoxue Pavilion and stirs me up. It was so suffocating that it broke my good feng shui in Luoxue Pavilion.
Murong Rou's complexion instantly gloomy, and his sharp eyes were like arrows. He shot Murong Xue fiercely: "Murong Xue!"
"Why? Am I wrong?" Murong Xue raised his eyebrows at Murong Rou, sneering and ironing: "Dirty things are the most foul, and you and Xu Wen are doing the same thing in Luo Xue Pavilion, which made my Luo Xue Pavilion dirty. Dirty things will be attracted, so, Luoxuege is haunted, you can't help it ... "
Murong Rou's face was almost black, and the ink was about to drip out. The burning anger at the bottom of his eyes could not help Murong Xue swallowing alive: "Murong Xue ..."
"Okay, don't be noisy anymore, there are ghosts in Zhenguo's Mansion, and it's not a glorious thing, do you know everyone who is about to make a noise?" Du Shi, who had seen enough of the drama, reprimanded and walked slowly , Lips squeezed lightly, the emerald on the forehead refracted a little light under the dim light.
Murong Xue is clever, Rouer is not her opponent at all!
Du Shi looked at Murong Xue with a cold eye, but he saw Murong Xue was looking at her too. The corners of his mouth were slightly picking, and he seemed to be smiling. The daughter lost to her, and the mother came up. It was really the mother and daughter soldiers, she looked at this How experienced mothers are.
"What should I do with my grandmother's opinion?" Murongxue's voice was light, but Du's eyes heard his eyelids beating, and his tremor trembling. It took a long time to return to normal. It ’s not like us ordinary people can stand up to it. Please invite the Taoist priests to come to the house and do the trick to drive away evil spirits! ”
Murongxue frowned slightly. She hated the Taoist the most now. The smelly face of the smelly Taoist in front of her grandfather's grave is still fresh in her memory. The Taoist, who has the ability to do the most, pretends to be a ghost.
Moreover, in the early morning, the ghost that the next man saw was the remnant of Shaochen Ouyang. The ghost he saw this time was definitely not true. Why should I ask a Taoist ...
A slight wind breaking sound suddenly rang, an old monk wearing a cassock descended from the sky, gently fell in front of Murong Xue, Du Shi, folded his hands together: "Amitabha!"