The girl who wears fast

Chapter 887 Cousin Xiangbobo escapes control (13)

The current emperor has only been on the throne for more than three years. Although there are many concubines, the harem is relatively stable because of the empress's good management. The abandoned concubine of the cold palace.

But the first emperor was different. As an emperor, the first emperor had mediocre political achievements and no merits; but as a man, he was better and more attractive. Thousands, there are hundreds, so many women get together, isn't it a fight to the death?Naturally, many abandoned concubines lived in the Lenggong.

After the death of the first emperor, now His Majesty has ascended the throne, and he himself has concubines, so the harem can hardly accommodate so many people. In the end, the queen mother made a decree to let the concubines with sons of the first emperor go out of the palace to live with their sons, and those without children moved out. Qiyang Palace, the suburban palace.

But Du Shichu didn't know whether the abandoned concubine in the cold palace had dealt with it.

She glanced at the painted plaque of the palace in front of her. On the plaque was written Huiqiu Palace. This name was inauspicious, no wonder it was Lenggong.

Du Shichu walked in with the little lion in his arms. The palace hadn't been repaired for a long time. Many tiles on the roof had fallen off, fallen leaves had fallen all over the ground, and many bugs had crawled in and out.

"Princess! Let's not go in, let's leave quickly..." Zhichun was so frightened that he tugged on Du Shichu's sleeve and begged.

"Meow..." The little lion jumped out of Du Shichu's arms with a cry, and went into the house. Du Shichu hurried in after it.

The little lion sniffed east and west, as if occupying land everywhere, Du Shichu followed it aimlessly. Although the Huiqiu Palace was dilapidated, it was still very spacious.

Zhichun was about to cry, she was terrified, and she didn't dare not follow Du Shichu, panicking like a frightened little rabbit.

"Otherwise, don't go in with me, go outside and wait." Du Shichu was not a cold and heartless person, he said to Zhichun.

Zhichun's head shook like a rattle: "No, no, this slave must follow the princess, and this slave dare not stay alone..."

"Then follow closely, don't worry, I won't leave you alone." Du Shichu comforted her.

"Princess! You, did you hear anything?" Zhichun jumped suddenly in fright, and immediately grabbed Du Shichu's ears and sleeves tightly, with frightened eyes, and asked Du Shichu in a trembling voice.

Du Shichu listened carefully, and seemed to hear some voices, so he said, "I heard it, it's like a child crying..."

"Children's cries?!" Zhichun was so frightened that his whole body trembled, "Jun, princess, slaves, servants heard that many children died in the palace, could it be those children?"

Obviously, she had already thought of unnatural supernatural events, and she was so frightened that her face turned pale and bloodless.

Du Shichu "hush" her and said, "Shut up, I'll listen again."

Zhichun immediately covered her mouth and looked at Du Shichu in horror.

Du Shichu listened attentively to the sounds around her. With her sensitive ears and internal strength, she could hear sounds from farther away.

"It's indeed the cry of a child." Du Shichu said with certainty, "Let's go and have a look."

"Don't... princess, maybe it's that, those things?" Zhichun didn't forget to persuade Du Shichu even though he was trembling.

Of course Du Shichu is not afraid of any supernatural events. After all, this is a normal world, and there are no such unnatural existences. Of course, even if there are, she is not afraid at all. After all, she is an existence scarier than ghosts.

So Du Shichu was not dissuaded by her. He patted her on the back, picked up the little lion who was picking up dirt in the corner, and walked towards the crying sound.

Although Zhichun was terribly frightened, she still struggled to keep up with her legs that had softened into noodles.

Du Shichu followed the children's cries and walked around several side halls of the Huiqiu Palace. When he walked outside the innermost one, which was relatively well preserved, he could clearly hear the weak voice of a child. The cry came out.

Zhichun couldn't walk anymore, her legs were shaking like chaff, and she wanted to say something to Du Shichu, but she couldn't make a sound at all, it was so frightened that she couldn't even speak.

Du Shichu lightly tapped an acupuncture point on the back of Zhichun's neck. Zhichun closed his eyes instantly and fainted limply. Du Shichu immediately caught her body and moved her to sit against the wall.

This servant girl is too timid, if she continues to be so frightened, she doesn't know what kind of sickness she will get out of fright, so it's better to let her pass out.

After Du Shichu settled Zhichun, he stepped into the dark little hall without hesitation.

She never thought that she would actually see such a scene. She thought that the cry of the child might be the cry of a wild cat or an owl. In short, it couldn't be a human child.

But she never expected that the possibility she thought was not the truth, it was not a meowing cat or a bird, but a real child crying.

Du Shichu looked at the big and small people curled up in the corner, his eyes widened in astonishment. How could there be children in this cold palace? !
The curled up woman in ragged clothes and disheveled hair like a crazy woman looked up at Du Shichu, and was so frightened that she immediately shrunk even smaller with the crying child in her arms, and looked at Du Shichu in horror.

Du Shichu opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. The woman holding the child was skinny and her face was so dirty that she couldn't see it. Rags are not even considered clothes, nor can they wrap the bodies of many children.

There is no flesh on the child's body, the ribs are distinct, and the small arms and legs are so thin that there are only a handful of bones, which is worthy of the name. If he was not still crying, Du Shichu might have thought he was dead a long time ago, but A pair of skeletons.

But now he is not far from the skeleton, and his crying is weak and weak, so it's hard for him to cry.

Du Shichu couldn't tell how old he was at all, but for that small group, it was possible to say that he was a child under one year old, but how could there be children under one year old in the palace?His Majesty's youngest sixth prince is three years old.

"Who... are you? Who is this child?" Du Shichu finally couldn't help asking in a difficult voice.

But no one answered her. The woman lowered her head, her long and messy hair covered her face. Judging by her appearance, she seemed to have lost her mind.

A delirious woman brought a child of unknown origin, still living in the cold palace, alive, but no one found out, Du Shichu couldn't help but rubbed his forehead, only knowing that he had discovered something this time. A terrible thing, as expected, curiosity killed the cat.

(End of this chapter)