Psychic Queen: Beware of ghosts in the harem

315 Chapter 2 There are ghosts playing tricks [-]
"Enter the house? I forgot which room to enter, can I trouble you to take me there?" Baitang's voice was very soft.

The steward lowered his head and turned around unsteadily, "Miss Bai, follow me."

Baitang followed him calmly, all the way to the door of the room she was brought by Duan Tianling, and stopped.

"But I don't want to go in."

The steward stretched out his hand and opened the door.

The room was pitch black.

"Miss Bai, go into the house early and rest."

Baitang stood at the door and smiled a little, it seemed that he was doing well.

"Do you want to lock me in the house again?"

The steward raised his head slowly, his face was wrinkled, his eyes were dull, showing a dead gray appearance.

"Miss Bai went into the house early to rest, it's getting late."

This time I didn't repeat it completely, and there were a few more words.

"I know it's getting late, but old man, I'm very sorry. I usually go to bed late, and I don't have the habit of going to bed early. I still want to stay outside and don't want to enter the house so early."

The steward's lips moved slowly, as if he had wasted a lot of strength, "It's not peaceful here, rest early."

"Old man, do you only say this sentence? Do you say this to people every night? Why don't you want your Mr. Qiu to rest early?"

Baitang didn't have the ability to recover, so he wanted to test it out for a while.

After all, there was a commotion and it was hard to explain why Duan Tianling bumped into him.

"Young master has a strong yang energy, so it's okay. But the girl should rest early."

Is this a well-intentioned persuasion?

"If there is anything, old man, you can tell me."

The steward said tremblingly, "It's just a few naughty children, afraid to disturb Miss Bai."

The steward looks like he is only five or 60 years old, but now he walks and talks like he is 81 years old.

Baitang still stood there without moving, and after a while, he hesitated and said, "Old man, may I ask...how long have you been dead?"

The eyes of the old steward in front of him suddenly widened, and the wrinkles on his forehead became deeper.

For a moment, only the pale whites of the eyes remained.

Baitang subconsciously took a step back, and the manager immediately disappeared from sight.Disappeared.

(End of this chapter)