The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

The mandrill's body was so foul that it had to be burned on the spot, and Iris Courtyard was expected to be uninhabitable for a long time.

Qingwu first went to see Mu Ying and Wang Yulang. The mother and son were just a little frightened. It was Mu Ying's first time seeing a mandrill. Before, she had only briefly heard from Lu Qiao how scary this monster was.

After seeing it with my own eyes, I feel more deeply.

The mother and son were placed in another courtyard. Before Qingnu left, Mu Ying held her hand and said, "Princess..."

She hesitated to speak, and her voice was urgent but restrained: "You must be careful."

Qing Wu patted her hand and said, "Don't worry, they're just a bunch of beasts, they can't hurt me."

Mu Ying pursed her lips, but the worry in her eyes did not diminish.

"Yulang, come here." Qingwu waved to Xiao Yulang.

The little guy ran over and held her hand, calling sweetly: "Beautiful aunt."

"My aunt gave Xiao Yulang a task. When my aunt is away, I have to protect your mother. Can you do it?"

"Yes!" Xiao Yulang nodded vigorously.

Qing Wu pinched the little boy's face, pulled out two pieces of her own hair, quickly braided two red bracelets, and tied them to Xiao Yulang and Mu Ying's wrists.

The red hand rope has a slight warmth, which makes people feel calm for no reason.

Mu Ying looked at the phoenix tail knot at the end of the red rope, but her pupils trembled.

Qing Wu stood up and said to Mu Ying: "An Xin lives in the palace. Those mandrills are not here for you tonight. Don't take the problem on yourself."

Mu Ying's heart ached, and she nodded with moist eyes.

She watched Qingnu leave and stroked the red rope on her wrist over and over again.

Out of Mu Ying's sight, Qing Wu sighed inwardly.

Judge Bi whispered: "Then what... Ah Wu, why do I feel that your cousin looks at you as if she has guessed something?"

Qing Wu: "Sister Ying has a delicate mind, so she may have become suspicious."

She lived and ate with Mu Ying when she was a child. It can be said that Mu Ying knew her even better than her parents.

The judge pen warned: "Don't forget what you promised me. Your identity cannot be exposed. You are not afraid of punishment under the commandments of the underworld, but the fate of mortals is easy to mess up."

"Mu Ying and you were deeply involved in the past life. Once your identity is known, her life chart will definitely be affected."

"I know." Qingwu frowned, but this time she didn't have a bad temper.

Zhaixingyuan is Xiao Chenyan’s dormitory.

As soon as Qing Wu entered, she heard moans. She looked up and saw two black-armored guards carrying Situ Jing on their left and right, and Bai Sui looked speechless beside her.

"Princess, oh princess - my life is at stake -" Situ Jing started to cry when he saw Qing Wu.

The swelling on his face has gone down quite a bit, but he still looks ugly when he cries.

Qing Wu walked over and heard Bai Sui say: "This guy twisted his waist while walking on a flat road."

Situ Jing's eyes filled with tears: "Princess, didn't you say that I won't be unlucky in a short time?"

Qing Wu frowned and stared at him without saying a word.

This appearance made everyone feel uneasy.

Baisui was even nervous: "Isn't Dr. Situ Quong hopeless?"

"Take off his clothes."

Qing Wu suddenly spoke, which startled everyone.

When Xiao Chenyan came out of the shower, he heard Qing Wu's shocking words, and everyone looked at him subconsciously.

Situ Jing was embarrassed: "Why, why do you still need to take off your clothes?"

"What are you doing?" Qing Wu frowned.

Xiao Chenyan also heard about Situ Jing's misfortune and strode over: "Take it off."

"Yes!"

The two black-armored guards took action directly, and Situ Jing was pulled so hard by the two gentlemen that his hair stood on end, and he kept shouting: "I will do it by myself, I will do it by myself, don't take the opportunity to touch me!"

The two black-armored guards had dark faces, bad luck! Who cares about touching you, a stinky man?

Situ Jing grinned and took off his robe, revealing his thin dog-like upper body. Unsurprisingly, he saw the playful and contemptuous looks of his colleagues around him.

He gritted his teeth: "It's okay to take it off like this."

At this time, Bai Sui exclaimed: "Why is there a word on his waist? Ah... what is this word? It makes me dizzy..."

"Close your eyes." The moment Qing Wu's voice fell, everyone subconsciously closed their eyes.

Except Xiao Chenyan.

He also saw the words on Situ Jing's waist. Similar words he had seen when he went to find Wang Yulang's body last time. It was written by Qing Wu on the carriage.

Situ Jing didn't dare to move, and said nervously: "What's the writing on my lower back?"

There was a bruise on Situ Jing's lower back, and the inscription formed by the bruise was two words: Izumo.

The judge's pen: "Izumo-Kan? Is this a message delivered by a night tour? Is that guy at Izumo-Kan? What is there in Podo-Kan that forces him to deliver the news in this way?"

Qing Wu didn't say a word. She picked up the judge's pen and swiped it on Situ Jing's waist to scatter the two words before saying, "That's all right. Let's help him get down."

Everyone then opened their eyes and looked at Qing Wu in confusion.

Xiao Chenyan also looked at her: "What do the words on his lower back mean?"

Qing Wu had discovered before that Yin Wen had no effect on him. However, Xiao Chenyan himself had strong luck and a special destiny, which made sense.

"A distress letter from a loser." Qingwu waved her hand and yawned as she walked to the main house: "Let me tell you in advance that I will be away for a few days. You can watch the situation in the capital first."

Yun Houxing has been abolished, and Wang Sheng has been imprisoned by the Ministry of Punishment. What is left is nothing more than a fight in the court, or the East Palace looking for trouble.

Qing Wu is too lazy to take care of these things.

After struggling for most of the night, she was really sleepy. Seeing Xiao Chenyan still standing there, Qingwu walked over and grabbed his wrist, dragging him into the house.

"Why are you dazed? Come to bed with me."

She spoke like a tiger or a wolf with her mouth open, and her movements showed a hint of urgency.

The black-armored guards are all single men and rough guys, but they feel that their relationship with the prince and princess is getting better and better, which is a good thing.

Only a hundred years old, he still looked worried and uneasy. The next moment, Situ Jing was hanging around his neck like a koala.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and help my brother and I go back to the house and lie down. Oh my old waist..."

Bai Sui looked disgusted: "Forget it, you are such a bunch of traitors. You are all so easy to bribe."

Situ Jing sighed, "You...I know you think that the position of princess should belong to the little princess Qingwu, but she has passed away."

"Furthermore, the prince's love for the little princess was not between a man and a woman. After all, she was still so young when she passed away."

"You are just biased against the princess. There is something that I find strange."

Situ Jing looked at Baisui and said: "In the whole palace, you are the only one who makes a bad face to the princess every day. With her temper, she didn't take action to deal with you, and she still let you run around."

"Little Baisui, just accept it when you see fit. The princess is very tolerant of you."

Baisui was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips and said nothing. He didn't want to admit it, but he had never thought about this problem in his heart.

That ghost aunt, although she likes to talk and try to bully him, is really tolerant of him. Why?

inside the house.

Xiao Chenyan was lying on the bed with an expressionless face, his thin lips pursed tightly, and the slightly rising veins on his forehead showed restraint and forbearance.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at the woman who was straddling him like a tyrant, and pressing her hands on the side of his head.

Through the thin pajamas, he could feel her body temperature, and the friction of the fabric was subtle and ambiguous. Xiao Chenyan's eyes darkened, and he twisted his wrist out of her control, instead holding her wrist firmly.

"What are you making a fuss about again?"

"Please cooperate," Qingnu said with a dissatisfied look on her face, "Let's fight quickly, I promise it will be over soon!"

She leaned forward and pressed her lips towards him.