There is a starving ghost in Qingyun Temple

"Give way, be careful, be careful," a mother in charge shouted at the corridor not far away, directing a group of slaves to carry large and heavy red lacquered wooden boxes. "I told you to be careful. If it breaks, it won’t cost you ten lives to pay for it.”

"Yes, I'm sorry, mom in charge."

"Put this big box together with those boxes, they are all my wife's favorite jewelry. Yes, yes."

Huikong looked over with curiosity on his face: "Sister, what are those? Why are they similar to the mahogany tablets used for sacrifices in the temple-"

"These are the dowries brought by the bride and groom from her husband's family when the bride and groom get married. They are usually delivered in mahogany boxes." Shen Huihe finished speaking solemnly, with a hint of gloom and indifference in his eyes.

"Such a dowry?! I used to attend a wedding banquet at the home of a wealthy merchant at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain. The bride's dowry was just a mahogany box. The wife of Jingminghou's family is so rich."

"So what about wealth?! In the end, Lan Ke Yimeng didn't end up well!" Shen Huihe's tone was extremely cold.

The dowry that my mother-in-law sent to my house in the past has been squandered long ago.

Seeing that he was still looking forward to it and reluctant to leave, Shen Huihe said angrily: "If you don't leave, I will leave!"

"Sister, wait, wait for me!" Huikong was a little confused and had to leave in a hurry after her.

Mrs. Cen returned to her yard, kicked off the carved sandalwood crescent moon stool in the hall, and threw two expensive and exquisite amphorae into pieces.

"What kind of ghost is this real person? He's so ignorant. He even refused so calmly after being offered double the price. There's no one in the world who doesn't love money. I'm really pissed off!"

"Madam, please calm down." The personal maid stood on one side and quickly ordered people to go outside the courtyard to look out for fear of being overheard by someone with intentions.

"Hmph!" She clapped her hands and said fearlessly, "What are you afraid of! Where did Erlang go? Why hasn't he been seen all day?"

The maid next to her was startled and responded cautiously: "Madam, the master went to the library to read, and he said, said -"

"What did you say?!"

"The Lord has just sent someone to say that he will have dinner in the library tonight. Please don't wait for him, Madam."

"Asshole! Asshole!"

Mrs. Cen suddenly turned around, lowered her voice and signaled to the maid beside her, "Bring me that carving knife!"

"Madam, Madam, we have already——" the maid on the side said uneasily.

"I, I really-" Mrs. Cen stood up in one fell swoop, rubbing the handkerchief in her hands desperately, thinking about something secretly in her heart.

Mrs. Wen returned to the yard, smelled the smell of soup coming from the main room, and sighed helplessly.

"Madam, I heard that my master's illness is more serious today."

"Well." She raised her hand and pressed her forehead, "When will days like this end!"

"Don't worry, madam, there are still three days before the wedding ceremony. Mother Wen and the servant will definitely come up with other ways."

"Well, that's all we can do now." Wen Shi waved his hand, but actually didn't hold out much hope, "Bring me my Moye Sword!"

"Okay, ma'am, wait a moment, I'll go get it right now."

The maid next to her breathed a sigh of relief. If the lady practiced sword practice, her mood would be relieved a little.

At night, there is a cool breeze blowing in Qingfeng Courtyard, and the moon is crescent and the clouds are light.Tonight, a crescent moon hangs high in the sky, and the yin energy is strong. Many of the birds, insects, rats, and ants flying in the sky and jumping on the road seem to have disappeared.

The first thing that stepped into Qingfengyuan was a clever little white bird with white flowers all over its body and slight wrinkles. The little white bird flapped its wings and fluttered to the ground. Then it propped up its hands and bent down, and turned into a talisman with a snap. The paper fell to the ground silently.Following closely behind him was a tall, dark and unknown shadow, completely covering the little white bird's figure, adding to the inexplicable sense of oppression.

Lang Jun was dressed in black with dark patterns, and the silver-embroidered sleeves moved with the wind, as if blending with the sparse moonlight, looking absolutely cold.

Shen Huihe put away the small green sword under his sleeve and turned his head to see the person coming behind him.In fact, sometimes she had to admit that the Prince of Jingbei was quite good-looking.

"Your Majesty, you are here."

"Ms. Shen's talisman paper is really unique, exquisite, and lifelike. It can even be transformed into different shapes. This prince is eye-opening!"

Shen Huihe raised his eyebrows and suddenly walked towards him with a smile: "I have been practicing this magical transformation technique for many years. Is it possible for the prince to know why?"

"Why?" Li Yun lowered his eyes.

Shen Huihe smiled brightly and leaned slightly to his side, pretending to be serious and asked: "Your Majesty, do you really want to know?"

Li Yun nodded lightly, regretting it in a daze, feeling that he had fallen into her trap again without even realizing it!
"Okay! Since the prince has sincerely asked the question, then I should tell the prince with good intentions!"

"Ms. Shen, actually, this prince doesn't really want to know -" Li Yun indeed regretted it!

It's a pity that it's too late——

"Of course I smile for Bojun!"

"Ms. Shen, you——" Li Yun was startled.

Shen Huihe didn't leave him a chance to regret it. Bai Xiuxiu leaned forward with her sly little smiling face and said with a charming smile: "That's weird, hahahaha!"

The young lady in front of her has a beautiful smile, her two thin eyebrows are as curved as the moon, her skin is as white as jade, and she has a bit of cuteness and cuteness that cannot be seen on ordinary days.

"Ms. Shen—" Li Yun pursed his lips, suppressed the ripples in his heart, and pretended to be unhappy, "Shen Huihe! You know you can't say these things randomly!"

The little lady in front of him didn't smile less, slowly and leisurely circled around him, and then moved closer to him.

"Could it be that the Crown Prince is angry? That day I heard the guests at the banquet talk about how the Crown Prince of Jingbei was so beautiful, wearing bright clothes and angry horses. He could kill more than a dozen Beidi thieves with one sword, and he was also able to kill more than a dozen Beidi thieves with one sword. There is Princess Zhaoqing, who is secretly promising to Prince Jingbei——"

"Shen Huihe!" His tone became a little more serious. He didn't know whether he was blaming her for bringing up the past glory for no reason, or he was mentioning Princess Zhaoqing's deep admiration for him.

Shen Huihe was startled, then squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness, don't be angry, just a joke, just a joke! Let's get ready to leave!"

She waved towards the door of Qingfengyuan, but saw that he remained motionless.

"Shen Huihe!"

Li Yun stared straight at her, his sharp eyes seemed to penetrate the back of her head, making her shudder.

"S-Your Majesty? Your Majesty, are you really angry?!"

"Shen Huihe, don't say such words to other men in the future." Before he finished speaking, he turned around and strode out of Qingfengyuan.

Shen Huihe was stunned and quickly chased after him: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, wait for me, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, why is this?"

(End of this chapter)