Legend of the Orchid

At night, at Haishi, during the day, the pink-clothed woman named Rou'er was sitting in front of the dressing table taking off her jewelry. She looked at the bronze mirror again and again, and always felt that there were a few fine lines at the corners of her eyes, just like the one who was beaten during the day. Compared with the young master, his own skin was actually going to lose.

Hey, although His Royal Highness Zhao is very harsh on that young master, deep down he still seems to value him very much. As a woman, his intuition is not wrong.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed across the bronze mirror, the girl in pink was startled, she sat up straight quickly, not daring to look at the mirror carefully.

Just sat there for a long time, everything in the room seemed to be frozen, and it continued minute by minute. The girl in pink stiffened her neck, narrowed her eyes, and slowly leaned closer to the bronze mirror. She hesitated again and again. , He made up his mind to open his eyes, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, patting his chest repeatedly, it turned out that there was only her face in the mirror, how could there be other things?

But the window suddenly made a "squeak, squeak" sound, and the pink-clothed woman's scalp felt cold, and the hairs on her back stood up, comforting herself: Maybe the weather is about to change, or maybe the maid didn't close the window properly.

She opened her mouth to call the maid's name, but only a hoarse "hiss" came out of her throat. Although the weather was getting warmer in early spring, the house was as cold as ice at this moment, making people feel cold from the whole body to the bottom of the heart, and the cold sweat dripped from the forehead , The back came out.

The girl in pink didn't dare to move at all, and she didn't know how long she sat stiffly. Finally, a cold wind whistled and blew into her ears, but it was the sneer of a young woman, and the girl in pink widened her eyes in horror. , her heart clenched into a ball, she felt that there were two sets of gloomy eyes staring at her behind her, but she didn't have the guts to get up and run away.

Just when the girl in pink thought she was going to sink into the chair all the time, a dark wind suddenly blew through the room, all the red candles in the room were extinguished, and the room was suddenly dark.

"Heh...heh..." She wanted to call for help, but her voice was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't get it out. She opened her mouth in vain, trembling in the dead and dark night.

A cold object rested on the shoulder of the girl in pink. Before she knew it was a palm, she finally let go of her voice and screamed hysterically. After two screams, she fainted happily.

At almost the same moment, when the two servants of the inspector passed by the garden, they suddenly found a dark figure standing by the lake. Bu Yao on his head also swayed, looking like a woman of some status.

Deeper and deeper, a woman was crying by the water, which didn't seem to be a good omen. The manservant tried to approach the woman with a lantern, and asked tentatively, "Who's there?"

The dim light illuminated half of the woman's face, even though the woman quickly turned her face away, the two male servants were still shocked: "Madam Chen?"

Suddenly, Zhao Tingjie's concubine leaped, like a slender boulder, smashed into the black lake water, causing waves of echoes in the boundless night.

The two male servants were so frightened that their faces turned green, they quickly abandoned the lantern, gritted their teeth and jumped into the cold and dark water to save people.However, after fishing for a long time, they still found nothing. They were so frightened that they quickly went ashore again and reported the matter to His Royal Highness Zhao.

Zhao Tingjie was reading a book in the study, but after reading it for an hour, his mind wandered away. He was considering whether to go to Zhonglan's room to rest. After all, the two of them used to meet and slept together at night.

But he is also angry, Zhonglan only sees power without him, if he is not the son of the current emperor, Zhonglan might have climbed into someone else's bed four years ago.

After thinking about it, he still planned to chill the little brat, but the good night on the couch in the past kept coming to mind, and Zhong Lan's expression of refusal and contented panting overlapped and flashed in the beautiful scenery of the good day, which made him feel that his body was weak. some changes.

"Crack!" Ting Jie was in a daze when the book slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Before he could pick up the book, he heard the anxious report from the servants outside the door: "Your Highness is not good! Mrs. Chen has thrown herself into the lake!"

Ting Jie frowned slightly. He rejected Chen Shi an hour ago, saying that he would not spend the night with her tonight. He didn't believe that Chen Shi would throw himself into the river because of this. He doesn't like disobedient women. Chen Shi should know this better than anyone else. .

After simply listening to his servants describe how Chen's throwing himself into the lake, he called his personal attendant Jin Yan to investigate the situation in Chen's courtyard, and then followed his servants to the accident site to rescue people.

A lot of servants had already gathered on the shore, and everyone held lanterns to form a circle around the pond, illuminating the originally dark water surface warmly and brightly, and making this dead night extremely lively.

The lake in the Zhao Family Garden is a small lake carved out of Jinji Lake. Its area is not too large. Zhao Tingjie will not do any behavior that violates the ancestral system. Therefore, he saw many male servants jumping into the water and fishing for a long time. One after another reported that no one was found, and the doubts in their hearts increased a little.

Besides, the surface of the lake is very clean, not even a strand of silk is left.

Not long after, a vigorous figure leaped to Zhao Tingjie, and the attendant Jin Yan replied: "Madam is in the room, everything is fine."

Zhao Tingjie was furious, and shouted: "Who said that Madam jumped into the river just now, get out!"

The two unlucky servants were trembling with fright, and quickly knelt on the ground to plead guilty. The master said sharply, "Drag them out and hit them with twenty boards each!"

After the servant was dragged away, a maid hurriedly reported that Miss Rou'er had fainted in the room.

Zhao Tingjie said lightly: "Understood, let the imperial doctor come and take a look at it tomorrow." Then he waved his hand and motioned for everyone to leave.

The next day, Zhao Tingjie came over to change Li Zhonglan's dressing. Zhonglan saw a crescent-shaped cyan under his eyes and asked, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Ting Jie looked at Zhong Lan who was still in a prone position, and said with disdain: "It's better than sleeping on your stomach."

Zhong Lan was very calm on the surface, but in his heart he laughed at the other party's ostentation, but his pleasant mood soon disappeared, because Ting Jie began to use the opportunity of applying medicine to hit him again, making him blush.

Zhong Lan froze, waving her left hand to hit the courtyard steps, cursing, "Taking advantage of others!"

Ting Jie blocked Zhong Lan's arm casually, and let Zhong Lan relieve his strength like a thousand catties. He leaned into the other party's ear and smiled: "You are the one who flattered me. You were my man before, but now That's right, I should punish you, even if I crush you to death with my fingers, I should."

Hearing these words, Li Zhonglan's face was as cold as a stone sculpture. He clenched his fists tightly and said ruthlessly in his heart: Zhao Tingjie, just wait, see if I don't kill you every night!

Sure enough, at night, the Zhao Mansion was full of chaos. The timid maids screamed incessantly, resounding in every corner of the mansion. The male servants were also too frightened to act alone, and formed gangs. Pie, even the relievers have to be in groups.

Zhao Tingjie didn't believe in ghosts and gods, so he sent his close attendants to patrol the garden for one night, but found nothing, so he ordered the servants in the mansion not to scream at night, otherwise their salaries would be deducted.

The servants are really suffering. They wish they could finish their night work as soon as possible. The female family members in the mansion are also panic-stricken. They dare not go out at night. Everyone goes to bed early, covers their heads with quilts, and prays tremblingly for ghosts and gods not to come to find them. , while desperately wishing that he could fall asleep earlier.

This is both a good thing and a bad thing for Li Zhonglan. The good thing is that Zhao Tingjie's mansion is too big. He wants to scare people in every corner. Then why bother Zhao Tingjie?

Fortunately, children don't know what ghosts and gods mean, especially Zhao Tingjie's second son, Zhao Weiji, who is lively and active, and he doesn't want to stay in the room to read, so it is very likely that he will go out to make trouble at night.

Li Zhonglan was a little hesitant. He knew that Zhao Weiji was Zhao Kuangyin's favorite grandson, and therefore he was valued by Zhao Tingjie. If Zhao Tingjie found out about his scaring Zhao Weiji, the latter would probably skin him.

After pondering for a long time, he still unkindly decided to use the child for surgery, so that Zhao Tingjie would be annoyed, and making Zhao Tingjie annoyed, wasn't this the effect he had always hoped to see.

On the fourth night, Zhao Tingjie learned that his son Zhao Weiji had fallen and hit his forehead on the bluestone steps. I'm afraid that one eye is useless.

A piece of skin fell off Zhao Weiji's brow bone, revealing horrific red flesh and blood, and only half of his eyebrows were left. He was crying and telling his mother, Mrs. Chen, about the horrors of the night. .

Zhao Tingjie learned from his son that Zhao Weiji heard crickets outside the house that night, and ran out excitedly to catch the insects. He walked farther and farther without knowing it, until there was no more sound, but he saw the crickets floating in mid-air. There is a female ghost in white clothes, and the female ghost is dragging a long object on her chest.

The pale moonlight hit the female ghost, and Zhao Weiji was horrified to find that there was a long dark brown tongue on the chest of the female ghost!

He screamed in fright, and fled back as if dying, but the female ghost was flying fast above his head, and yelled inarticulately behind him: "Child..."

Zhao Weiji frantically covered his ears with his hands, didn't pay attention to the steps under his feet, and fell to the ground all of a sudden, then he burst into tears, and the female ghost disappeared.

After Zhao Tingjie listened to his son's words, his eyebrows became knotted.

A child's words cannot be adulterated, so everything that seems absurd to him, including the appearance of crickets at the end of March, is an undeniable fact.

He told Jinyan: "Tomorrow, go to Baiyun Temple and find some priests."

Mrs. Chen thought her husband was going to stay overnight, so she just ordered the maid to prepare hot water, when Zhao Tingjie said she was going to leave. Mrs. Chen hurriedly asked where she was going, but she was already far away.

Tingjie walked to Zhonglan's house, unceremoniously wanted to push the door in, but found that the door was locked, so he had to knock instead.

At that time, Zhong Lan had just adjusted her breath, she was sweating all over, and her spirit was a little languid, so she simply pretended not to hear.

But the knock on the door became more intense, he couldn't hold his breath, and asked lazily, "Who?"

A familiar voice came from the door: "It's me."

Zhong Lan hurriedly took the handkerchief to wipe off her sweat, but she refused, "Sleeping!"

He was afraid that the courtyard steps would break into the door, but fortunately the other party didn't knock on it again, Zhong Lan listened attentively, the sound of light footsteps from near to far, disappeared in the wind, only the bamboo leaves held the wind's hand, making a rustling sound of reluctance .

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