The ghost-catching princess, she always pretends to be weak

"Tell me, what's the matter with you? We agreed to reincarnate." Wen Jiu took the ghost to a deserted place.

He just looked at Wen Jiu and said nothing.

Wen Jiu suddenly remembered Zhao Yan's words, there were all kinds of torture instruments in the prison.

She couldn't believe it: "It can't be that Lu Xu even pulled out your tongue."

He shook his head slowly. He had no tongue for a long time and someone didn't want him to speak.

Wen Jiu then nodded with relief: "Then you."

Before she could finish speaking, the man in front of her suddenly left.

Wen Jiu lowered his head and thought for a moment, where did he want to take him? She quickly chased after him

When he stood at the door of the former Prince's Mansion again, Wen Jiu opened his mouth slightly. Ever since the baby led him here, something seemed to have changed.

The ghost, with his white hair, stood on the steps and turned to look at him with some confusion, as if asking her why she didn't follow.

Wen Jiu had no intention of taking another step: "Why did you bring me here?"

The ghost's eyes suddenly became sharp, as if he was recalling past events, and there were even more gestures on his hands.

It's a pity that Wen Jiu can't understand it at all.

"I have never been here before. If you are bringing me here to catch ghosts, I don't have to catch the ghosts since they are not on my ghost hunting order. Moreover, I have been here a long time ago and I didn't find any ghosts. It's just some yin energy. It’s just heavy.”

He closed his eyes hard, feeling helpless.

I stood at the foot of the steps, and the door seemed to be tempting me to push it open.

The old man suddenly raised his hand, pointed at me, and then pointed at the plaque above.

Wen Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly: "What's on top of this?"

He nodded vigorously, a little impatiently.

Wen Jiu thought for a moment, then flew up and landed lightly on the beam under the eaves, startling a crowd of crows.

This place is really weird, as if all the crows in the capital have stopped here. What happened in the former Prince's Mansion?

She looked at the plaque, and there was a flash of yellow light, but it disappeared in just a moment.

Wen Jiu couldn't believe it. He rubbed his eyes and looked there again, but there was nothing there.

She closed her eyes and felt the breath around her, but nothing was exactly the same as that day.

But that yellow light just now was clearly a trace of the talisman paper.

Why is this happening?

She floated to the ground from the beam, and the old man ran over quickly, staggering a little.

He looked at Wen Jiu with hope in his eyes.

"Nothing." Wen Jiu lowered his voice and looked a little ugly: "But I know there is a problem here."

Your goal is achieved.

"But old man, you don't know what's going on here, do you? You just thought it was strange, so you brought me here to find out. If you know, you can always find a way to let me know."

The man lowered his head as if being told something important.

"If this is something the one in the palace wants to hide, do you think I will investigate?"

"This is the former Prince's Mansion, the former Prince"

The current emperor has taken this position, and there must be a reason why his mansion is still there. Otherwise, like other mansions, it should be demolished and rebuilt or given to other officials.

However, the Holy Emperor did not do this. Instead, he deliberately avoided this piece of land, turning the former Prince's Mansion into an inaccessible island. If he did not deliberately go to the former Prince's Mansion, no one would pass by here.

And the two times I did it were all because someone did it deliberately.

It's hard to be a ghost hunter in the capital, and some mind-blowing things may be revealed if you're not careful. "Who is there!"

Suddenly a group of patrolling soldiers passed by. Wen Jiu didn't have time to say goodbye to the old man, so he quickly climbed up the eaves and disappeared into the night.

Just as Wen Jiu left, a black shadow appeared where Wen Jiu had just stood.

"Yan Lu, it's time to go." It was Jiang Chi.

Wen hadn't seen this person for a long time, but if he knew his name, he would be considered to know this person.

Yan Lu, one of the teachers of the former prince, was proficient in the strategies of governing the country and was a close friend of Taifu Wen. However, he suddenly disappeared after the death of the former prince. Now he died in prison for unknown reasons.

The old man's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he seemed a little unwilling.

"I can only tell you that what happened twelve years ago has nothing to do with her. Now that you have planted the seeds of doubt in her heart, she will naturally think of it often and can't help but come here."

Yan Lu looked at Jiang Chi, his eyes were cloudy, and there was a hint of familiarity in his eyes.

"You can reincarnate with peace of mind. The former prince's entire palace was not destroyed. Some people were accidentally killed, and some survived."

The person who accidentally broke in died for another person, leaving the most important person behind.

The old man solemnly stretched out his hand and bowed to Jiang Chi, his mouth clearly saying: "Thank you, general."

Everything became confusing. Wen Jiu frowned and hid in the tree. If the tree wasn't covered with red ropes, his red clothes would have stood out.

Just why are there so many red ropes on this tree?

After the patrolling people ran over, Wen Jiu turned around and stared at the tree for a while. This was the famous marriage tree in Beijing.

It's really strange that the Marriage Tree doesn't grow in the Marriage Temple, but in the middle of the capital. No wonder this road is blocked during festivals, especially Chinese Valentine's Day.

She then walked in the opposite direction. She was being chased. She would not run to the Wen Mansion, and there was no guarantee that no clues would be revealed.

It's just the former Prince's Mansion.

The next morning, Wen Jiu slowly got up. She must have dinner with her parents today.

By the time she hurried to the flower hall, Wen's father and Wen's mother had already started eating and sitting down to drink tea.

Wen Jiu casually took the snacks on the table and pretended to be well-behaved: "It turned out that I wanted to get up early to have dinner with my parents, but I didn't expect to fall asleep again."

Mrs. Wen took a leisurely sip of tea and said with a smile, "It's okay. I'll have a few more meals without you as my father."

Wen Jiu was startled and forced a smile: "It's good if dad eats well. It's a daughter's filial piety."

Mother Wen shook her head at the side. The two were either quarreling or bickering. Although there were not many people in the house, it was indeed very noisy.

"If Jiu'er gets married in the future, even if you want someone to eat with you, you won't be able to find one."

When Wen Jiu heard this, he quickly said, "I don't need to get married and eat with my parents every day."

"No, I still want to eat a few mouthfuls of rice." Mrs. Wen quickly put down the tea cup, fearing that Wen would not get married for a long time.

Seeing that the atmosphere was about to change, Wen Jiu said weakly: "Why is there still a former prince's palace in the capital?"

Mr. Wen's eyelids twitched and he put away the smile on his face, "Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

Even if her daughter is quite capable, she shouldn't find out that she shouldn't interfere in this matter.

Wen Jiu pretended to be casual: "I just saw it when I passed by that day."

"Why did you pass by the former Prince's Mansion?" Mrs. Wen felt a little uneasy.