All the ancestors in the capital begged me to be a substitute

Shen Lingxi didn't show the slightest surprise when she heard Liu Meiren's words.

Mr. Chunshan, ever since Liu Meiren saw him meeting Yun Chong that day, although Liu Meiren had seen his true appearance, she discovered that behind this man, there was a person who had never shown up and was controlling the situation. Act according to him.

The whereabouts of the person behind it are elusive, and even the method of delivering the news is not unique.

Either ask a little beggar to come to your door to deliver the message, or use flying pigeons to deliver the message, or send someone to secretly place the secret message in a certain place and then have someone pick it up.

In short, Miss Liu and several dead souls tried for several days, but could not find out who gave the secret order to Mr. Chunshan.

There is only one thing that Shen Lingxi can be sure of based on the way the person delivered the message -

On the day Emperor Xiaode died suddenly, the person who secretly instigated the little beggar and the flower girl to quietly send embroidered pictures to the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion must be the person who instigated Mr. Chunshan behind the scenes.

Today, Shen Lingxi and Chu Yan specially chose to come here after hearing the news that Mr. Chunshan wanted to talk about poetry and Taoism.

It is to give the people behind the scenes a "chance" and also give themselves a chance.

"When is he going to take action?" Shen Lingxi walked outside, approached Liu Meiren and asked softly.

Liu Meiren: "In his small courtyard, I just saw someone putting something in the smoker in his room."

While the two were talking, Mr. Chunshan downstairs had already spoken, "I am so lucky to receive so much love from everyone today. Chun is really ashamed. Today, since we are discussing poetry and Taoism with people who are destined to be together, the word 'fate' is what matters most."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper sealed with fire paint from his sleeve, and said: "Chun will write down what he wants to talk about today on this piece of paper in advance. You all have paper and pen in front of you. You can also write down what you want to talk about today." The things we talked about were written down on paper. Those who are the same as those written by Chun are the people who are drinking tea and discussing Taoism with Chun today."

Since everyone here came to admire Mr. Chunshan, they naturally followed his suggestions and picked up paper and pen one after another.

Liu Meiren said to Shen Lingxi, "I just looked at that piece of paper and it was blank."

Shen Lingxi glanced at her, smiled, picked up the pen, and wrote the word "embroidery picture" directly on the white paper.

"Eh..." Liu Meiren said in confusion, "If you wrote on it, wouldn't there be no chance tonight?"

Shen Lingxi smiled but said nothing.

Although Chu Yan didn't hear the conversation between the two, he saw the words written by Shen Lingxi on the piece of paper, and his eyes showed surprise.

He reached out and folded the paper and handed it to the boy waiting at the door of the box.

A quarter of an hour later, Mr. Chunshan opened the wax paint on the letter in front of everyone——

On it were written two words "embroidered pictures" in vigorous handwriting.

Liu Meiren opened her eyes wide, "This...how is this possible?!"

"Since it's a matter of inviting you into the urn, naturally whatever we write will be what he writes on the piece of paper. If not, how can he invite us into the urn." Shen Lingxi said with a faint smile.

While talking, the people downstairs began to open the papers written by the guests one by one in public, and specialized people sang out the contents one by one.

There is no doubt that the box where Shen Lingxi and Chu Yan are sitting has won the opportunity to "discuss poetry and Taoism" face-to-face with Mr. Chunshan tonight.

Although there was a crimson gauze curtain in the box to block the sight of others, Shen Lingxi could still feel that there were countless eyes looking at them from all directions.

Downstairs, Mr. Chunshan said some more polite words in front of everyone, and then retreated.

Shen Lingxi winked at Liu Meiren.

Liu Meiren understood, followed him, and floated away first.

There was a light knock on the door outside the box. Shen Lingxi asked Chu Yan to take one of her special antidote pills. The two of them walked out of the box one after another, followed the boy who led the way, and walked through the atrium in full view of everyone. Go to the backyard.The atrium, which was originally bustling with people due to Mr. Chunshan's departure, became silent due to the passing of Shen Lingxi and Chu Yan.

Tonight, Shen Lingxi was easygoing and looked angry, but Chu Yan showed her true face.

Although he was dressed in a low-key manner, his handsome face and his aura of calm and self-respect made it difficult for anyone who saw him to admit his mistake.

After they left the atrium, the guests began to whisper among themselves, "I saw that right, it turned out to be His Royal Highness."

"His Royal Highness came to Mr. Chunshan and wrote the word 'Embroidered Picture'. He wanted to sit down and talk with him. Could it be that Mr. Chunshan knows where the embroidered picture is hidden?"

"Mr. Chunshan is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and he has always had prestige in this land of three religions and nine schools. His Highness the Prince offered a large reward for embroidering the pictures but failed, so it is reasonable to resort to this heretical method..."

Because of Chu Yan's appearance, everyone present had a higher evaluation of Mr. Chunshan in their hearts.

Shen Lingxi and Chu Yan knew nothing about this and didn't care.

In the backyard of Zuihuayuan, there were many courtyards separated by rockeries. The servant led them to turn left and right and stopped in front of the easternmost courtyard.

He stepped forward and pushed open the courtyard door, and said to the two of them: "Sir, you are waiting for you in the room."

There was no one in the yard, only the candles in the upper room were brightly lit, and the subtle and ethereal sound of the piano came from the room.

The souls of Yun Chong and Xu Yuanshan were floating in the corridor. They looked at Shen Lingxi with a hint of schadenfreude on their faces.

The two of them were supposed to be enemies because of Li, probably because "the enemy of my enemy is a friend", but it was rare to see Shen Lingxi "share the same hatred".

Shen Lingxi glanced at them mockingly, turned her head and said "be careful" to Chu Yan, then stepped forward and opened the door.

I thought that Mr. Chunshan would sit in the room and play the piano in an elegant manner.

Unexpectedly, the moment Shen Lingxi pushed the door open, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

A strong smell of blood rushed towards his face.

In the middle of the room, there was a jade screen engraved with pictures of flowers and birds of the four seasons, blocking the sight of Shen Lingxi and Chu Yan.

The two looked at each other solemnly and walked into the room.

As soon as they turned around the screen, they both saw a man wearing white clothes and a Kunlun slave mask hanging behind the screen.

The man's chest was pierced with a bloody hole by a sharp weapon. There was a scarlet scar on his neck, wrist, and ankle. Blood was gurgling from the scar, flowing on the ground like an unbreakable thread.

At the same time, half of an embroidered picture was nailed onto the man's right sleeve.

That embroidery picture was the missing half of the whole embroidery picture after Shen Lingxi finished putting together the embroidery pictures he collected!
Next to the corpse, there was a gilt-copper stove, with newly lit incense strings curling up.

In Shen Lingxi's sight, a dead soul wearing a Kunlun slave mask was slowly pulling out of the corpse.

But Meiren Liu, who was supposed to be guarding this person, was nowhere to be found.

At this moment, the boy who was originally standing at the entrance of the courtyard seemed to sense something was wrong and walked into the house.

When he saw the scene behind the screen, his eyes widened in horror.

"Ah! Kill, kill! Kill!"

He let out a hysterical scream, his two legs trembled, and he rolled and crawled out of the room... (End of this chapter)