The ghost wife of the paranoid prince

Ji Houyan couldn't help saying that he arrested the Taoist priest and put him in prison. When the Taoist priest was taken away, he reminded Ji Houyan not to be deluded by ghosts.

Ji Houyan's hand holding Huai Shuhan's wrist convulsed slightly, if he was a step behind, he didn't know what would happen.

"How did you meet a Taoist priest?" Ji Houyan asked, and then found the scroll in his arms, and was shocked suddenly, and his face changed immediately.

"This is yours." Huai Shuhan stroked the scroll: "Where did you get it?"

Ji Houyan opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain it for a while: "Shu Han..."

"You know it was your grandmother who skinned me." Huai Shuhan stared at Ji Housuo, wanting to see the slightest change on his face: "You have this painting for a long time...why Keep it from me."

"That's because I don't want you to leave with Meng Yuqing." Ji Houyan simply smashed the can, recalled the inexplicable dream he had, and had a bad intuition: "Shuhan, do you know why this king keeps this painting? It's love at first sight, I regard him as a treasure, I burn incense every day, I look forward to meeting him, even if we can't be together in this life, we will meet in the next life."

"I met you." Ji Houyan expressed deep affection, and then said in pain: "But you want to leave me."

Huai Shuhan shook his hand away, "Since you have paintings, you know what happened back then. How did Zhong Yun die? He was young, how did he die?"

Zhongyun Zhongyun, Huai Shuhan left Meng Zhongyun without a word.There was a chill between Ji Houyan's eyebrows, and he grabbed Huai Shuhan's shoulder and shouted: "When will you not mention him in front of this king? You have been with this king for so long, don't you know how much this king cares for you?"

"I don't love you." Huai Shuhan's eyes were slightly red, he grabbed Ji Houyan and begged, "Tell me how he died?"

Ji Houyan was so angry, why did Huai Shuhan still miss Meng Yuqing?Why did he still refuse to look at him after so long, even if he gave him a place in his heart.

"You want to know?" Ji Houyan pinched his chin in his expectant eyes, and said maliciously: "This king will tell you that Meng Zhongyun, who you never forget in your heart, has long forgotten you. He entered the capital and saw the glory Wealthy, how can you remember the days when you were poor in Pingyang County. He married the princess, but spent a lot of money, won the first prize, but did nothing. What is the use of such a person, it is strange if he is immortal."

"You lied to me." Huai Shuhan's eyes were red, he pushed Ji Houyan away angrily, and did not believe Ji Houyan's words, "He is not such a person."

"Then what kind of person can he be?" Ji Houyan sneered: "Do you think you know him? That's just that you know Meng Yuqing when he was poor. What happened after he came to Beijing? You think he saw the bustling scene after he came to Beijing, Are you willing to go back to live in that dilapidated house? Huai Shuhan, from beginning to end, only you are willing to stay there, no one is willing to go back. Meng Yuqing is a human being, and human beings will change."

No matter how angry Ji Houyan was in his heart, he would never tell Huai Shuhan that Meng Yuqing had killed him, but he would not allow Huai Shuhan to love Meng Zhongyun again, he would hate him.

Ji Houyan took the picture scroll from Huai Shuhan's arms, and he held her in his arms and said softly: "I know it's hard for you to accept, but Meng Yuqing is not here anymore."

Huai Shuhan choked up and remained silent, he didn't understand why Meng Yuqing was lost in the glory and wealth when she said that she would come back soon after entering Beijing?He didn't know if the person who said he wanted to marry him at the beginning still had his heart in the end.

But even after knowing all this, Huai Shuhan still couldn't hate Meng Yuqing, he just complained that the man's words didn't count, leaving him alone in Pingyang County.

Can you know how long he has been waiting for him, and how has he lived in the past hundred years?

From beginning to end, he was still stuck in 100 years ago, and time flies, it is not yesterday.

Ji Houyan patted Huai Shuhan's back lightly, his eyes were dark and deep.He gave Chang Jin a wink, Chang Jin immediately understood and went to investigate who stole the scroll.

Ji Houyan brought Huai Shuhan back to the palace. He wanted to put away the scroll, but Huai Shuhan hugged him tightly again.

"This is mine." Huai Shuhan stroked the scroll and begged, "Can you return this to me?"

Ji Houyan's heart was suffocated, and he whispered softly: "What is mine is yours, Shuhan, you don't need to beg others, you don't need to be wronged, you can offer this palace with both hands."

Huai Shuhan's eyes were red, and he hugged the scroll tightly in his arms.He always thought that the princess would throw away his skin after peeling him, but he didn't expect to make him into a human skin painting.

Back then, did Meng Yuqing know that this scroll was made of his skin?

"I hope Zhongyun doesn't know..." Huai Shuhan suddenly said, "Don't know that this painting is my human skin."

Ji Houyan wanted to comfort Huai Shuhan, but he didn't know how to say it.His heart was about to break, he wished he could dig Meng Yuqing out of the grave and let him look at her coldly, even though he was suffering from such helpless pain, he was the last person he missed.

His love is so deep that it turns out to be worthless in your eyes.

Ji Houyan's jealous expression twisted, but he couldn't do anything.He hung Huai Shuhan's painting in the room and stayed with you for a while before leaving.

As expected, Chang Jin was waiting here for Ji Houyan's messy study.

"How's the investigation?" Ji Houyan's brows were cold, with a fierceness that could kill him.

Chang Jin said: "We found out, it was Su Yi who entered the prince's bedroom."

"Su Yi." Ji Houyan wrote this note, "Who else?"

"A servant saw that Zhilan went to Master Yu's place, and when she came out, she had this painting in her hand, and it was Zhilan who gave the painting to Mrs. Huai."

Ji Houyan had guessed that this matter had something to do with Ji Ruiyu.

Recently, he was often impeached in court, and even the Holy Majesty suspected that he was suspected of being a soldier, but he couldn't find an excuse to take him into custody.

Ji Houyan played with the jade wrench on his thumb, and asked coldly, "The Taoist was found by Ling Xi?"

Chang Jin said: "Not bad."

"Throw the three of them into the dungeon."

"My lord." Chang Jin was a little worried: "Miss Ling is the granddaughter of the Duke of Zhenguo."

"so what."

Chang Jin: "The princess is pregnant with the prince's heir."

Ji Houyan sneered when he heard the words: "I don't know if that child is my king's seed." He said: "Zhi Lan is someone close to Ling Xi who is so familiar with Ji Ruiyu. What's more, how could Zhi Lan think of giving the painting to him without Ling Xi's instruction?" Huai Shuhan gave it to him personally, and even found a Taoist priest, and it is clear that Ling Xi knows where the painting came from. When the king didn't know, the princess and the king's brother colluded together."

Chang Jin was frightened by his words and broke into a cold sweat. The prince's words were terribly thoughtful, if the concubine conceived was not the prince's heir, who else could it be?

The name was about to come out, but Chang Jin didn't dare to say it again.

Following the prince's order, Chang Jin sent people to arrest the princess, Zhi Lan, and Su Yi and throw them into the dungeon.

The three cried and rushed to let them out, but Ji Houyan was unmoved, he didn't even bother to look at them, and went back to accompany Huai Shuhan.

But the lord spread the news to Chu Qiuyu that the princess was locked in the dungeon, and Chu Qiuyu immediately ordered Ling Xi to be released and brought to Hui Shige to be raised.

At this moment, Chu Qiuyu knew that Huai Shuhan had given Ling Xi a good beating.

"It's against him, even a petite boy would dare to hit the princess."

Ling Xi cried so painfully: "He was almost beaten to death. If the doctor hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid it would have been impossible to save him."

"Come on, take him down and put him in the prison."

As soon as Chu Qiuyu had finished giving orders, Ling Xi stopped her: "Mother, there is one more thing I don't know if I should say it or not?"

Chu Qiuyu said, "Say it."

Ling Xi then told Chu Qiuyu that Huai Shuhan was a ghost, and finally said: "I think about it, he stayed in the palace, he must be sucking the spirit of the prince, but now the prince is being killed by him. Fascinated, he refused to listen to any advice, and my son really had nothing to do with him, so he went to find the Taoist priest, and the clinker prince protected him again."

Chu Qiuyu's face changed greatly when he heard this: "This matter is still to be done."

But she has the means after all, she worships the Buddha all the year round, and goes to the temple to offer incense. Naturally, she has learned of some eminent monks with superb mana, so she asks Mother Chun to invite them over.

Chu Qiuyu couldn't wait too long, so he asked the eminent monk to catch Huai Shuhan immediately.

At this moment in Shuying Garden, Ji Houyan was having a meal with Huai Shuhan, he scooped up a bowl of fish soup and handed it over, when Huai Shuhan just took it, suddenly bursts of mantra chanting came from all directions.He twisted his face in pain, and spilled the fish soup with a flip of his hands.

The sound of chanting the mantra came continuously and penetrated into Huai Shuhan's mind, Huai Shuhan fell to the ground, clutching his head in pain and rolling on the ground.

It was the first time Ji Houyan saw him like this, he panicked and went to help Huai Shuhan, he held him in his arms and said anxiously: "Shuhan, Shuhan? What's going on?"

Huai Shuhan was trembling in his arms, his face was pale, his fingers were tightly clutching Ji Houyan's clothes.

"This time I invited eminent monks, with some mana, I couldn't bear the headache when they chanted mantras."

When Ji Houyan heard the words, his eyes were about to burst, and he shouted outside with anxiety: "Come here, come here..."

It was not Chang Jin who pushed the door open, but Sister Chun.

Mother Chun ordered the people behind her: "The old concubine ordered, drag the prince and this ghost who deceived the master away."

When even a guard stepped forward, two or three people grabbed one side, trying to separate them.

"Get lost." Ji Houyan said coldly, "Don't touch us.

After all, he is the prince of the palace, and no one dared to step forward if he made a noise.

Mother Chun said: "My lord, this is what the old concubine ordered. My lord can no longer be fooled by this ghost."

Ji Houyan gritted his teeth: "It's the old concubine again, whoever this king is with has nothing to do with her, stop this king over and over again."

No matter how great Ji Houyan's gratitude to her was, it was almost wiped out.

"My lord is really obsessed with ghosts." Mother Chun said distressedly: "My lord, the old concubine is doing it for your own good. Look at the person in your arms, is he still human?"

Huai Shuhan's figure was flickering, just like when he was hung up by Ji Houyan and exposed to the sun.But just as Mother Chun finished saying this, she suddenly noticed something out of the corner of her eye.

When she suddenly looked up, she saw a painting hanging on the wall beside the bed, in that painting the boy was exactly the same as Huai Shuhan.

In an instant, those dusty memories were brought up.Grandma Chun looked at Huai Shuhan in surprise, then looked at the paintings on the wall, suddenly understood something, and said in horror: "He is the boy who was skinned by the princess in the past."