Tyrant, calm down

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Heart skipping a beat, she threw off the quilt, put on her shoes and got out of bed, walked around the screen slowly, and then saw the writing on the wall.

what--

The sharp cry pierced the night sky, startled the maid next door who just took off her shoes and socks to wash her feet hurriedly put on her shoes and ran over.

"What's the matter, miss? What's the matter?"

"Words...blood..." Shen Miaozhu tremblingly pointed to the writing on the wall, unable to complete the words.

The maid followed her fingers and saw the scary blood writing on the wall. She shook the candlestick in her hand and fell to the ground with a "slap".

"Ah! Ghost!"

After screaming twice, the maid rolled her eyes and passed out.

Shen Miaozhu was not dizzy for the time being, but when she turned around and caught a glimpse of scarlet characters in the room that were more terrifying than the other, she rolled her eyes and fell limply on the ground.

Shen Zhiyong and Xie Xinyi, who are temporarily living in the side courtyard, and the servants of the Shen family hurried over after hearing the screams.

As soon as a group of people came to the door, they suddenly saw the death-defying words on the table on the wall and on the bronze mirror. They were all shocked, and their faces showed horror.

"Master..." Xie Xinyi grabbed Shen Zhiyong's arm, trembling all over, "This...what's going on?"

Shen Zhiyong covered her hand with a big palm, feeling equally anxious in his heart.

"Baizhi, Lue, hurry up and help the lady out!" Shen Zhiyong ordered, "Also, take the lady's clothes and move them to Miaoyuzhai!"

Miaoyuzhai is exactly the small courtyard where Shen Miaozhu originally lived.

The two maidservants bowed and answered "Yes", walked into the room with their heads lowered and their legs trembling, helped Shen Miaozhu up, packed a few clothes from the closet, and rushed out.

"Master, these words..." Xie Xinyi glanced cautiously at the Horror House, her eyes flickering with fear, "What about this house? Do you want an expert to take a look?"

Shen Zhiyong held her hand tightly, looked around the room, and then spoke again, his voice regained the calmness and sternness of the past.

"Qingmu, close the door, and invite a master of Taoism tomorrow morning!"

"Yes!"

People in Shen's mansion were panicked, but Shen Jingshu who returned to Prince Gong's mansion had a good night's sleep, and didn't get up until early in the morning.

After washing up, Murong Li has already prepared breakfast for her, all of which she likes to eat.

"I heard that the Shen residence was haunted last night." Murong Li put a crystal dumpling into her bowl, his tone was indifferent.

"Hehe!" She laughed, "The scars on your face are lighter than yesterday. In another month, you should be able to go out without wearing a mask."

Murong Li glanced at her, and slowly said: "The Shen residence also invited an eminent monk to perform a practice in the residence this morning. As for that Shen Miaozhu pretending to be you, it is said that she and her maid have been suffering from a high fever since last night, and they have been talking nonsense .”

"Hehe! I've done too many bad things!" She shook her head, leisurely eating the dumplings in the bowl.

The dumpling skin was thin and juicy, and she felt that her taste buds were about to melt when she bit into it.

"Don't you want to tell me the specific details of last night?"

After applying the black mud last night, she took An Tai and the others and sneaked out. When Murong Li had time to find someone, there was no sign of her in the entire palace.

At that time, Murong Li guessed that she must have done something bad.

Originally, Murong Li was going to visit Shen's residence with him, but it happened that An Mu came with the news from Feng Yin, so he was delayed.

By the time Murong Li finished reading the letter and explaining the matter, the night was already deep, and she was about to get up when she came back.

(End of this chapter)