The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 401 The Imperial Palace
Lu Shi turned around and looked at the three young people gathered around him, and his eyes finally fell on Yan Sanhe's face.

"Child, are you seventeen this year?"

Why ask this question again?

This is the fourth time.

Yan Sanhe nodded silently.

"From Yunnan Mansion?"

"Yes."

Lu Shi took half a step back and bowed his head to Yan Sanhe, who was so surprised that Yan Sanhe hurriedly returned the salute.

"Sir, you must not do this."

"Thank you."

Lu Shi looked into her bright eyes and wanted to say something. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lu Da and Cheng Fuyao walking over in a hurry.

"Master, Jin Yiwei is here."

Lu Shi's face was calm, "The three of you wait until Jin Yiwei leaves before leaving. What you hear and see tonight can only be regarded as a dream."

Yan Sanhe: "Where are you, sir?"

"Of course I'm going back to where I came from. You three, take your leave."

Lu Shi glanced at Yan Sanhe with a solemn look, then turned and left.

I don't know if it was due to psychological effects, but Yan Sanhe always felt that there were many unsaid things in his eyes.

In fact, she also had many things to say, but she didn't ask them all.

Will he punish himself?

What will happen to you?

What are you going to do next?
Just as he was thinking about it, his eyes suddenly turned dark. Before he could shout out a word, Yan Sanhe fell headlong.

Xie Zhifei watched the person beside him fall down from the corner of his eye, and immediately reached out to hug the person. The speed was so fast that Pei Xiao, who had already stretched out his hand, was very annoyed.

Damn, why am I always so slow!

At this time, Li Buyan, Zhu Qing, and Huang Qi also rushed back from various places.

Xie Zhifei looked at Li Buyan: "She fainted. You and Huang Qi will take her back home first."

Huang Qi: "What about my grandfather?"

Xie Zhifei put Yan Sanhe on Li Buyan's back.

"Your father and I will continue to watch the show. Zhu Qing, follow me secretly."

"Yes!"

Xie Zhifei nodded and said, "Leader Lao Cheng led them to the back door."

Cheng Fuyao: "Do you know the way back to the theater?"

Xie Zhifei: "I recognize it."

"Then come with me."

Six people, divided into three groups, left quickly.

When he reached the corner, Xie Zhifei couldn't help but look back at the waterside pavilion.

The wind picked up, and in the vast night, the two lanterns hanging outside the waterside pavilion were blown to pieces.

"Stop looking and leave quickly." Pei Xiao gave him a tug.

Xie Zhifei grabbed Pei Xiao's neck and said, "You must remember what the boss said."

"Remember, just treat it as a dream."

Xie Zhifei let go of his hand, as if he was persuading himself: "Yes, go back and take a nap, and you will forget everything."

Back at the theater, the stage was still lively. The song "Lin Chong Runs at Night" was sung. Wu Sheng's singing was very sonorous and powerful, but neither of them could hear a word.

Jin Yiwei came, obviously looking for the boss. How did the boss come to sing Chun Yuan without telling the truth?
Just as he was upset, Cheng Fuyao came in and hugged the two of them: "Third Master, Little Master Pei, how do you like this play?"

Xie Zhifei crossed his legs and said with a smile: "This is the first time I heard this play. Leader Cheng, Lin Chong ran at night, was he caught up?"

"Even if we catch up, there will be people to help us. The third master can just listen to the show with peace of mind."

Xie Zhifei understood the meaning of these words. Not only did Li Buyan and the others leave through the back door smoothly, Cheng Fuyao also arranged for a carriage to pick them up.

Half of my heart dropped, while the other half was still hanging in my throat.

Fortunately, Zhu Qing came back soon, sat down on the chair, dipped his hand in some tea, and wrote two words: Palace.

Palace?

Xie Zhifei and Pei Xiao's hearts dropped, and then lifted up again in an instant.

It must be that person's idea that Jin Yiwei is taking the old man to the palace now. What is he planning to do?
Settle accounts after autumn?
Xie Zhifei stood up uneasily, "Let's go too."

"Please give me a hand, my legs are weak and I can't get up." The fright that little Mr. Pei received that night was only a lot more than what he had received in Zhou Ye's house. Not only were his legs weak, but his heart was also pounding. Jump.

Xie Zhifei pulled him up.

When we walked out of Changchun Garden, there was already some drizzle in the night wind, which hit our face, making it indescribably cold.

Xie Zhifei suddenly thought of something: "How did Mr. Boss enter Singchun Garden?"

Zhu Qing whispered: "The Lu Mansion invited a theater troupe today. He dressed as an actor and followed the troupe and walked out of the Lu Mansion."

No wonder Jin Yiwei came to find him.

Xie Zhifei's eyes twitched: "Ming Ting, are you still doing things in the palace right now?"

Pei Xiao touched the waist badge on his body and gritted his teeth, "Zhu Qing, send me to the palace."

Xie Zhifei quickly warned, "Don't take risks."

"Nonsense, you still need to explain. I'm very afraid of death, young master."

Pei Xiao walked to the carriage, raised the curtain with his hand, and turned his head, "Go back quickly and see if my wife is okay."

"She'll watch it later."

Xie Zhifei said softly: "It's such a cold day, I have to go home first and have a few drinks with my dad."

Drinking is a lie, but seeking information is true.

Pei Xiaoxin said that this kid has quick hands and feet and a quick mind.

……

The night was already dark, and the rain finally started pouring down, and the entire palace was shrouded in dampness.

The young chamberlain was very kind: "Master Lu, please come with me."

Lu Shi straightened his casual clothes and combed his hair into a neat mess, then took the umbrella from the waiter and walked into the rain.

When the young chamberlain saw that his back was straight and his steps were quite impressive, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Among the people in the court who were summoned into the palace in the middle of the night and could still remain calm and calm, there was probably only one old censor.

After reaching the last step, Lu Shi closed his umbrella, brushed off the rain on his body, and stepped into the imperial study.

The emperor was sitting crookedly on the couch, holding a scroll in his hand. He didn't move at all when someone came in.

Lu Shi came forward and knelt down to salute.

The emperor put down the book, looked at his clothes, and said with a faint smile: "Where did this come from, sir?"

"Your Majesty, come from Changchun Garden."

Lu Shi was still kneeling on the ground with his hands on the ground: "I went on stage to sing a play tonight and fulfilled my long-cherished wish."

"Oh, what is it singing?"

"The West Chamber."

The emperor was not very surprised.

"I remember that The West Chamber plays the story of a wealthy lady and a poor scholar."

"Exactly."

"The boss is pretending to be..."

"Scholar."

"The rich lady is..."

Lu Shi slowly straightened up, "She is my unmarried fiancée, the eldest lady of the Tang family."

"Bah-"

The tea cup shattered with the sound, and the emperor's face was filled with anger.

The deathly silence in Nuange lasted for a long time.

When smart people play tricks, they don't need to say it clearly, but they already know it well.

During this long time, the emperor took several breaths, suppressed his extreme anger, and sneered:

"It turns out that the boss didn't forget it!"

Lu Shi said word by word: "Your Majesty, there are some things that I dare not forget, cannot forget, and cannot bear to forget."

The emperor's complexion turned pale in an instant, and there was a sharp murderous intent in his eyes.

"Lu Shi, you are so brave!"

"His Majesty."

Lu Shi slowly leaned down and said, "My lord, this is a death sentence."

The emperor felt a pain in his chest, pointed to the ground and said: "Okay, okay, okay...I will help you now!"

(End of this chapter)