The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 861 Ghost?

"Come, drink..."

"My lord, drink! This is the whereabouts of this girl in the past half a month, take a look."

Xie Cheng took over the dozen thick rice papers, looked at them casually with drunken eyes, saw that it was still the same as before, put those rice papers on the candlelight without interest, and after a while It became a heap of ashes.

Nothing new.

"Let's not talk about business today, just have a good time."

There was a lot of wine in the room, and Song Xieyu was looking at it from a distance behind the cubicle. Wang Xingyuan sent someone to tell her that Xie Cheng was waiting for someone, and their plan might have to wait a while to adapt.

Song Xieyu originally wanted to see who would be invited by Xie Cheng at this time, but she didn't wait long before seeing the true face of Xie Cheng's guest.

Even after all her calculations, she couldn't figure out that this person would be Song Haoyan.

She didn't know when her second brother hooked up with Prince An's son.

Across a layer of bamboo curtains, Song Xieyu's eyes were fixed on the stack of rice paper that was flickering in Xie Cheng's hand.

They are located in the dark room where the Four Seasons Garden was first built. There is only one wall separating them, which is extremely concealed, so Song Haoyan and Xie Cheng can hear clearly what they said.

Yushu stared at Song Haoyan firmly, her eyes were full of anger.

Although the things that the Second Young Master gave to Wang Shizi just now are invisible from a distance, you can guess them with your feet, so I am afraid it is definitely not a good thing.

She was anxious to go forward, but seeing Song Xieyu sitting there without moving, she held back for a moment and looked at them nervously.

Wang Xingyuan was also guarding behind Song Xieyu, clearly seeing the behavior between Song Haoyan and Xie Cheng, lowered his voice and asked, "Princess Yong, do you need me to detain the second young master?"

It was also the first time he knew that Song Haoyan and Xie Cheng were involved, and looking at the thick pile of rice paper, he couldn't think of anything other than information on it.

Wang Xingyuan couldn't figure it out, why did the two young masters sell the information of the Huaiyin Palace to Prince An, the two families have always been incompatible, what's the difference between what he did and what he did?
Second Young Master, the road is narrow...

Song Xieyu shook his head lightly, his condensed eyes turned cold: "No need, don't startle the snake."

She speculated in her heart that the so-called information that Song Haoyan gave Xie Cheng might be about her.

After all, because of Xie Yunran's sister, Xie Cheng hated her, and until now, this hatred has not disappeared completely, and the relationship between the two has never been resolved.

It's reasonable for Xie Cheng to ask Song Haoyan for information about her and wait for an opportunity to retaliate, and she doesn't mind it.

If what Song Haoyan wrote on the paper can really be used by Xie Cheng, it is Xie Cheng's ability.

Wang Xingyuan saw that she was thinking for herself, so he didn't persuade her much, and stood by to watch the progress of the situation on Xie Cheng's side.

After a lot of wine and food, full of warmth and thoughts, Xie Cheng's hands quickly became unruly, touching the beautiful woman next to him, while Song Haoyan, driven by the wine, looked at him and waited on him. The woman's gaze gradually became ambiguous.

It didn't take long for Xie Cheng to enter the inner room with his arms around the woman beside him. Song Haoyan was a little less restrained when Prince An was away, and his movements gradually became bolder, becoming intimate with the woman beside him.

Looking at it, Wang Xingyuan felt that it was immoral. Although he was in charge of the Four Seasons Garden, most of the girls in the Four Seasons Garden were from innocent backgrounds, and they were more elegant and noble than the ordinary ladies in the red building. With a strong character and culture, she is more sought after than ordinary ladies. In the future, when she is old enough to want to marry, many people will ask for her.

But this Four Seasons Garden is not full of nobles, there are also prostitutes, and Wang Xingyuan doesn't think he is so noble, and he admits in private that he is also engaged in the flesh and blood business, but he has a little more conscience than the old bustard next to him.

Not to mention just taking advantage, showing some flesh in public, he has seen even the most flirtatious things between guests and girls.

Normally, he wouldn't even blink, but now it's different, Song Xieyu is here, so he can't help but worry that these things will dirty her eyes.

His eyes moved to Song Xieyu, but to his surprise, there was no fluctuation on Song Xieyu's face, and he stared straight at Song Haoyan's direction, turning a blind eye. Such concentration really made him a little admired.

If it was another woman, even if she didn't say anything, there would always be some dissatisfaction and disgust on her face.

Not only Song Xieyu, but even Yushu Yuxian behind her showed no major fluctuations on her face. The three master and servant seemed to have seen the world at first glance, and they were not like small families.

"Treasurer Wang, let's start"

Song Xieyu spoke suddenly, his eyes were deep and long, and his tone was even more condensed.

Wang Xingyuan got the right words, didn't say much, went straight down to prepare, and soon, Song Xieyu smelled the smell of smoke and gunpowder, if there was nothing there, he smelled it carefully, but it seemed like an illusion.

Slender fingers tapped on the back of the chair, Song Xieyu counted the time, lowered his gaze, and placed it on the ground.

Half an hour later, Song Xieyu's fingers stopped, he raised his eyelids, and looked in the direction Xie Cheng just entered from afar.

A few moments later, piercing screams resounded through the sky, almost toppling the roof.

"Don't come here...Ghost, there is a ghost! Come, come quickly... Come in and throw this ghost thing out for me and burn it!"

Xie Cheng's voice was so frightened that it changed its tone, like a drake, as if someone had strangled his neck, shrill and frightening.

Song Haoyan was shocked by the fright, his whole face was pale, and he looked at the room suddenly, not caring about the warm and fragrant nephrite beside him, he rushed into the room in a hurry.

"My lord, what's the matter with you?"

When they got inside, they found the naked Xie Cheng nestled in the corner of the bed, shivering, with a frightened expression on his face, as if he had seen something extraordinary.

Song Haoyan glanced around with a solemn expression, and found nothing unusual in the room, and there was no one else in the room, only the beauty who had been with Xie Cheng before was naked, with a panicked face and blank eyes.

It was as if he was frightened by Xie Cheng.

Song Haoyan couldn't see what was wrong, so he became nervous. He approached Xie Cheng and asked cautiously, "My lord, what's wrong with you? What happened? Tell me well."

Xie Cheng reacted very excitedly, his pupils dilated, as if extremely frightened, and pointed at the beauty in front of him: "Quick! Take her out! She's going to kill me! She's going to kill my son! She's a fierce ghost under Buzhou Mountain... save me save me!"

The more Song Haoyan listened, the more confused he became. He felt it was ridiculous. The little beauty's face was pale and she was full of tears.

Ghost?How can there be such a ghost...

(End of this chapter)