The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

This palace is much more magnificent than the other courtyard, and every few steps you can almost meet someone.

It's just that no matter how clean the place is, there will be some ghosts floating around, so Xie Qiao asked the ghost to ask.

Of course, in order to avoid being too frightening, Xie Qiao would occasionally show some gestures of opening his eyes, and then whispering, it can also make the people of the palace not afraid.

"Have you seen a white fox?" Xie Qiao asked Fenghun.

The ghost in front of him looked at her Taoist robe, and then pretended to be calm, "I am responsible for this sweeping, I didn't see it."

Xie Qiao looked at the broom in her hand.

How diligent and dedicated is this, that even the broom will be changed when he is dead?

"But you can ask Sister Zizhu, only she can get close to the main courtyard. She knows everything, but now the sun is shining, Sister Zizhu should be resting in the room." The ghost said again.

Xie Qiao pursed his lips and nodded: "Okay, thanks a lot."

"Are you the master in that death shop?" the little ghost asked again.

"Yes, do you want to overdo it?" Xie Qiao started his business.

The ghost shook his head: "I don't want to go, my mother is still alive, I will wait for my mother."

Xie Qiao didn't say anything.

There was no resentment on this ghost, just a little worried, and she didn't have to send it down.

Saying goodbye to this ghost, Xie Qiao said to the maidservant in the palace: "Does your palace have a man named Zizhu?"

The living maid was brave, and respected her master, and said quickly: "Zi Zhu? I seem to...hear my mother mentioned...Oh, I remember, Zi Zhu seems to be the princess's dowry maid, Wang Hao. I like her very much, saying that the style of her hair is the best...just Mother Zizhu, I have been there for many years..."

The maid thought for a while, breaking her fingers: "It should be no less than thirty-five years, right? I don't know the specifics."

"Where did Zizhu lived when he was alive? You take me to see." Xie Qiao said again.

This maid knows this.

Because that purple bamboo is very special.

It is said that the princess grew up together when she was young. Later, she followed the dowry. The princess treated her very well. The house for her was a small courtyard. After she fell ill, the house was always empty.

Because the princess said that she could take the master to stroll around at will, so she directly led the person to the former residence of Zizhu.

Xie Qiao pushed the door and walked in. The dust blew on his face, and he immediately concealed his face and retreated.

After the dust settled down, I saw a lot of cobwebs, which were dirty.

But there was indeed a soul in it, and he got up immediately when he heard the movement.

"It's time to clean up. I'm not here for these years. You new little girls are getting lazier and lazier." Zizhu opened his mouth and said, seeing Xie Qiao's robe: "What's the matter? Could it be that I am still here? Is the soul-calling done? He even brought the Taoist priest over, and I don't know what tossing about it."

Xie Qiao told the little maid to retreat.

Then he lifted his foot into the house.

"Aren't you a soul by yourself?" Xie Qiao said slowly, "Have you seen the fox raised by your little master?"

Zizhu was startled for a moment, and then became excited: "You Taoist priest is so capable? You can talk to me!?"

Xie Qiao looked up at her.

Her eyes were calm, and the Zizhu calmed down inexplicably: "Fox... I know the fox. The little master likes it. The servant girl thinks that when the little master gets better, she will play with it, so she will follow it when she is okay. ……but……"