Daoist, I am not fragrant!

"Tell me, Princess Xili is so fine, why can't she wake up all of a sudden?" Upstairs in Jinghua Tower, two maids of Da Chong whispered behind the curtain while there was no one around.

"Who knows, I've only served him once." Another maid complained in a low voice. They were chosen to serve Princess Xili in the Jinghualou because they did a good job in the palace.

These maids are all ready to catch up with the new dignitaries, but since they came here, those Xili people have been wary of them everywhere, and almost never let them serve the princess.

If it's just that, it's fine, at most it's just going back to the palace in the future, but something happened to Princess Xili.

"Will we be sent out of the palace in the future?" The more the maid thought about it, the more unwilling she became, her voice became a little louder, and her companion hurriedly tugged at her sleeve: "Shh, keep your voice down, What if someone overhears you?"

The maid curled her lips in dissatisfaction, but finally suppressed her anger.

Seeing that she was still indignant, his companion patted her on the shoulder and comforted her softly, "Maybe the princess will wake up in a few days."

"She will stay in our Dachong for a long time in the future, she must rely on us people, let's endure these days."

As soon as she said this, she heard someone downstairs calling her to do something, so she left in a hurry, leaving only the maid who was still awkward, continuing to hide behind the curtain.

Since Princess Xili's accident, although the supply of lights in Jinghua Building has been as usual, it makes people feel that compared with the previous brilliant and bright hall, it has always seemed a bit dark these days.

After sitting for a while, the maid felt a faint chill all over her body. Even the surrounding red and gold curtains seemed to be lifted up and down slowly, as if invisible.

She couldn't sit still anymore, and was about to get up to leave, but suddenly heard a few out-of-tune pipa sounds from nowhere.

Princess Xili is in a coma, who has the courage to play the pipa at such a time?

The maid thought about this, but the sound of the pipa seemed to be getting closer, and the intermittent sounds, barely coming together, gave birth to a sadness that she had never heard before.

It's like... like a grieving ghost who has never died, whimpering and whimpering.

She trembled unexpectedly, and tentatively called out cautiously: "Who, who is playing the pipa?"

But no one responded, on the contrary, the sound of the pipa was getting closer.

The maid couldn't sit still at all, she got up and was about to go downstairs, but there were layers of curtains hanging on the corridor in front of her, blocking her view, so she had to walk a few steps before lifting it.

As she walked, the sound of the pipa came and went, but every time it sounded, it must be closer to her, even as if it was only separated from her back by the last layer of curtain.

The maid's steps were a little messy, she began to trot, and kept lifting the golden red curtain in front of her with her hands, while the sound of the pipa followed closely behind her.

Suddenly, the sound of the pipa stopped again, but the maid didn't have the time to think about why, she just opened the golden and red curtain in vain, and continued to run forward.

Until her hand grabbed the next curtain and was about to open it, the sound of the pipa suddenly sounded behind that curtain.

The maid was startled, but it was too late, the last curtain had been lifted by her, and a woman holding a pipa was standing there.

She screamed uncontrollably, but the woman was still standing there, motionless, still holding the pipa in her arms.

At this time, she realized something was wrong, the woman in front of her was not a living person at all, but a screen with a painting of a pipa lady on one side.

But this kind of cognition did not reduce the fear in her heart.

The lady in the painting had her black hair combed into a high bun, but her pretty face was smeared pale, only a little bright red and glaring rouge bloomed on her cheeks.

After screaming, the maid couldn't help taking a step back. She felt the gaze of the lady in the painting follow her, as if she was looking at her all the time.

"No, don't come here!" The maid's throat was about to be torn, and she suddenly let go of the curtain in her hand to isolate the picture of the lady on the pipa, her legs were weak and she stepped back.

Unexpectedly, just after taking a few steps back, she felt that her back seemed to be pressed against something.

Relying on chaotic instincts, the maid turned her head and saw the screen just now appearing behind her out of thin air.

The white-faced and red-cheeked lady was also silently watching her.

The maid almost went crazy with fright, she pushed down the screen behind her with force, and then ran forward in a panic.

The intermittent and desolate sound of the pipa sounded again, still in her ears, and the lower golden and red curtain was suddenly lifted, and there was another screen, on which the lady holding the pipa was looking at her with desolate and strange eyes .

The maid screamed loudly, and ran to another direction, but what she encountered was another pipa lady's screen.

She didn't know how long she ran until all her strength was exhausted and she could no longer lift the curtain in front of her, but she could still feel that countless pictures of ladies and countless pairs of eyes were separated by the golden-red curtain at this moment. , watching her silently.

Another burst of coldness slowly climbed up her body along her trembling back.In an instant, all the lights that had been blocked by the curtains were all extinguished.

The maid huddled in the darkness, shouting in a hoarse voice until a hand seemed to protrude from the screen, choking her neck coldly and mercilessly.

The maid's eyes were wide open, full of pleading and despair, at the last moment, she finally vaguely saw the person who was strangling her neck, and saw those pale blue eyes.

But it was too late, she didn't even have time to make the last sound, and the trembling and struggling of her body became weaker and weaker.

After death finally came, the maid's body was randomly thrown into an unoccupied corner, until her companion who came up to find her found it...

Outside the Jinghua Building, even though it was late at night, it was surrounded by enlightened guards in golden armor. They held flaming torches in their hands, illuminating half of the pavilion.

When Zhong Tang and Li Bizhi arrived, what they saw was such a scene. After Princess Xili fell asleep, the surface peace that could barely be maintained was finally about to collapse.

An enlightened guard general with an extraordinary bearing walked over quickly when he saw the two of them coming, and said with cupped hands, "I'm in Jingzhong, I've been waiting here for a long time."

Zhong Tang looked up at him calmly, and felt that although this General Jing was not very polite, he was much safer than the previous General Sang.

"General Lao Jing is here." Since this person greeted him with courtesy, Li Bizhi should return the courtesy with courtesy, but he was careful not to say anything more.

"This is a matter of the next division. Since Daoist Li is here, let's go downstairs and have a look. The Taoist priests of Taiyuan Temple have also entered."

"Taiyuan?" Zhong Tang heard this name, and recalled the incident of Xing Weizong last time, and couldn't help asking; "Does General Jing know who are the Taoists from Taiyuan?"

"It's the director," Jing Zhong glanced at Zhong Tang, apparently not wanting to waste any more time outside the building, and urged, "What's the specifics? When you meet him after entering the building, the Taoist leader will naturally know."

Seeing his appearance, Li Bizhi took Zhong Tang's hand a little bit, so that he didn't have to ask any more questions, and turned to Jing Zhong, "Then ask General Jing to take us into the building."

This Jinghualou was built for Princess Xili. Since the princess entered Lin'an, according to the previous agreement between the two countries, the guards have always been from Xili.Da Chong wanted to intervene, but he didn't insist because he wanted to make a lenient gesture on the surface.

Even at such a time, the Kaiming guards only guarded outside the building, and when they entered the building, they were still heavily guarded by Xili people.

"Why is someone going in again!" The Xili people at the door looked at the three people very vigilantly, and had no intention of letting them in.

"Da Chong wants to investigate the affairs of the maids in the building, so he will naturally enter the building, and I hope the envoys will not make things difficult for me."

"The two of them have already been here during the day, and they haven't found anything, so there's no need to go in now." The Xili guard didn't want to back down, and even recognized Zhong Tang and Li Bizhi.

"During the day, the two priests came to investigate the matter of the princess, but now they are here to investigate the murder of my maid Da Chong. The two matters are different, and the envoys should not confuse them." General Jing was clearly prepared, and he did not intend to let go. : "This time, I greatly appreciate that something happened to the maid in the building. We should find out sooner, so as not to tarnish the reputation of the envoys in the building."

"It's a human life. If you can't find out, it's not a good thing to suspect someone. It's not a good thing between the two countries. What do you think of the envoy?"

The Naxili envoys, after all, could not bear the heavy burden of the relationship between the two countries, after careful consideration, they were still allowed in.

Zhong Tang followed Li Bizhi, walked into the resplendent small building in front of him, and looked at General Jing walking in front of them.

I always feel that the death of Da Chong's maid this time is like a small knife in someone's hand, which finally cut a hole in the Jinghua Tower in the hands of this Xili man.

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