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Xie Ning's palms were glued to the back of Wang Huan's hands, and his fingers were clasped tightly. Beads of sweat from Xie Ning's forehead dripped onto Wang Huan's back.

Wang Huan suddenly tilted his head, but Xie Ning pressed his lips against his.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Xie Ning suddenly saw a stream of dark red blood slowly flowing from the corner of Wang Huan's mouth from the corner of his eyes.

Xie Ning was so frightened that he quickly got up and wanted to crawl away, but Wang Huan grabbed Xie Ning's elbow with all his strength, and pulled the bewildered Xie Ning to his side.

The two were almost face to face, Wang Huan looked at Xie Ning with a smile, blood continued to flow from his mouth to the bed, and breathlessly said: "Zhixing, don't be afraid, I won't go, I came for you, how could you abandon me?" you go?"

Xie Ning tried his best to break free from Wang Huan's hand, and stepped back suddenly to put his hands on the bed so as not to fall off. After he left Wang Huan's body, he saw Wang Huan's naked back with a stick stuck in his chest. With a sharp long sword, blood trickled out.

Wang Huan lay on the bed with his face flat on his side, his eyes slightly open, without a trace of pain, peaceful and quiet, but his whole body was cold.

Xie Ning's whole body was shaken as if struck by lightning, his eyes opened suddenly, and he took a deep breath, bead-sized beads of sweat kept falling down his cheeks and flowing into his eyes, like fine needles entering his pupils.

He blinked in panic, and after confirming several times that everything was nothing but a nightmare, he swallowed, stretched out his sleeves to wipe the sweat off his forehead, and after he regained his composure, he lifted the quilt with one hand and was about to get out of bed, but he felt Wet on the skin.

Xie Ning suddenly closed his eyes, and cursed secretly: "Damn it, you won't let me go even if you die."

After scolding, Xie Ning felt a sense of embarrassment in his heart.Compared with Wang Huan's flamboyance, everyone knows that his furtive and animal thoughts are not even as good as his open and aboveboard.

Suddenly recalling the scene of Wang Huan dying under him at the end of the dream one after another, Xie Ning's heart was beating wildly, he gritted his teeth but couldn't calm down.

He had already lost all sleepiness, was disturbed by nightmares, and woke up exhausted. When Xie Ning slowly sat up, he accidentally swept the bedside decorations to the ground.

The young servant who had been dozing off on the ground outside the door with his knees hugged woke up quickly, got up quickly, knocked on the door lightly, and asked nervously, "What's wrong with you, my lord?"

Xie Ning lowered his head, propped his hands on the side of the bed, and asked in a deep voice, "What time is it?"

The boy was standing in front of the door, with his hands on the door, about to push it open.But he is very clear about Xie Ning's temper, Xie Ning really hates other people entering without his permission.He just paced back and forth anxiously at the door, and replied: "It's four o'clock...Little prince, you really don't need a villain to go in?"

Xie Ning said coldly, "Bring me a basin of water."

Gradually, it is like morning, the fog is heavy, and the morning light is opaque.

Xu Zhuowei stood leisurely in the room with his eyes closed, his hands outstretched, and the new maid carefully helped Xu Zhuowei put on his outer robe.It was just that she was too nervous, and accidentally caught the hair on the back of Xu Zhuowei's head. Xu Zhuowei frowned slightly, opened his eyes and squinted at her, the maid was so frightened that she knelt down and said in a panic, "Master... .My lord, forgive me..."

Xu Zhuowei looked down at her with great interest, smiled contemptuously, stretched out his hand to gently hold her slender arm and lifted her up, gently caressing her clothes with his thumb, the maid never dared to raise her head, looking at the ground in shock .

Xu Zhuowei tilted his head slightly, squinted at the maidservant's terrified but still pretty face, and said with a smile, "What are you afraid of? I don't eat people?"

Xu Zhuowei got closer, the maid trembled but did not dare to speak, her lips were trembling.

Just when Xu Zhuowei was sticking to the maidservant's face immediately, the housekeeper cleared his throat from outside the door, Xu Zhuowei rolled his eyes gloomily, and whispered in the maidservant's ear: "Go down first."

The maid turned and left as if she had been pardoned, Xu Zhuo straightened the robe for herself, glanced at the butler annoyedly, and said, "Let him in."

Dong Jinsheng walked down the corridor, and the parrot screamed again: "Dong Mutou, Dong Mutou, armor-piercing dog, walk all over the place."

Dong Jinsheng frowned slightly, but he just quickened his pace and walked into the room. After the housekeeper retreated, Dong Jinsheng came to Xu Zhuowei and bowed his head.

Xu Zhuowei didn't even look at him, he sat down on the cushion with a flick of his sleeves, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did you catch that ghost?"

"The subordinates are incompetent and haven't been caught yet," Dong Jinsheng saw Xu Zhuowei showing a slight anger on his face, and quickly said, "In the past three days, I have sent brothers from the Ming School Mansion to guard outside the Yuanling Hou Mansion day and night. There was no movement during the day, but at night, a yellow dog ran to the door and barked, and there was a knocking sound from the house. I also let people enter the mansion, but as long as our people entered, the knocking sound would go away. It disappeared immediately, and there was no one in the house."

Xu Zhuo poured himself a cup of tea, and said contemptuously, "Since everyone said it was a dog, why did you still see a figure?"

Dong Jinsheng added: "It's just that the rumors about the haunting of the Hou Mansion are spreading in the city, making people panic..."

Xu Zhuo interrupted with raised eyebrows: "What are you talking about?"

Dong Jinsheng's face darkened suddenly, his eyebrows were slightly gathered together, and he said in a low voice: "It is said that all the houses of the Marquis of Yuanling were executed in the past, there was injustice in it, and now the injustice is demanding his life..."

"Injustice?" Xu Zhuowei sneered, drank the cold tea in the cup, and said, "Hmph, the epileptic dog is really an insane dog, and I think highly of him too. I can't speak with my mouth, so I I only know how to pry open the mouths of those untouchables to speak for myself. Wang Cheng died unjustly. You said that it has been so many years, why still don’t understand the rules of the game in Beijing? The ants under our feet still want to help them climb up the tree?"

Dong Jinsheng stood with his head bowed all the time, silent, Xu Zhuowei glanced at him, and said with a smirk: "He wants to seek justice, so we will do him a favor, but only because of Xie Ning's help." Little prince, I want to see, if our Majesty is really afraid of them, who can save them."

Xu Zhuowei stood up while speaking, and when he swaggered past Dong Jinsheng, he glanced at him, and saw him frowning with a dazed face, smiled, and stretched out his finger to tease the parrot when he walked to the corridor , and said: "Golden House Tibetan Dog, Golden House Tibetan Dog, do you understand? I think you understand."

The parrot followed suit and screamed, "Golden House Tibetan Dog! Golden House Tibetan Dog!"

Two days later, the twelfth lunar month has passed, and the new moon is beginning to welcome, but this year's spring is more humid and colder than previous years.

Early in the morning, the aunt selling tofu on Huba Street almost fell down on Qingshi Road. She held onto the wall and spat on the ground. She turned around and looked around in the thick fog, and cursed inwardly, "This year! This is a really bad start to the year! Just this damn thick fog makes people feel uncomfortable all over!"

At noon, the sun rose to the top of the mountain, and the dense fog gradually dispersed.

Yuyan was sitting in Zhuge on the second floor of Manxin Building, she was lazily leaning on her back, looking out at the thick fog on the river through the hollowed-out railing, playing with the Hetian Ruyi jade pendant that Qi Yuan gave her two days ago, It is said that it was bought at a high price from a Rouhua merchant, and they went to find Bai Yi to congratulate him.

A gust of cold wind blew from the river, Yuyan tightened her light purple velvet robe, and the nervous and excited speech of the storyteller downstairs heard her ears. She changed her posture and sat, her gaze slowly shifted to the main hall on the first floor.

In the farthest part of the main hall, a thin man in his forties or fifties, wearing a dark gray plain robe, was sitting on a cattail mat. There was a pot of tea on the tea table in front of him. He held a fan in one hand and a cup in the other, until his lips touched the water. From the corner of the eye, Man Zuo glanced at the anxiety on Man Zuo's face, he smiled triumphantly, put down the water glass with a "snap", and opened the paper fan suddenly.

The man continued to smile and said: "Back then, the little prince of the Huainan Palace hated Duanxiu very much! I still remember that a few years ago, the second son of Yuanlinghou's Mansion who was once a romantic man, known as the mad dog , just in the position you occupied, wrote the shocking poem: I abandon my rudimentary heart, but seek the joy of the sky. Cut off my fetal conscience, and go with the wind with my sleeves. What a Tibetan acrostic poem, I am short-sleeved! You said, even if he has broken sleeves, the one who admires him the most is the dignified and dignified Huainan little prince. When this poem came out, it was known to everyone in Yidu, and it spread to the ears of this little prince. That night, that was anger from embarrassment! Isn’t it? The little prince stopped his horse in front of Yuanlinghou’s mansion that night. He suddenly got up, and kicked the second young master violently! You said, he was so disgusted back then, who would have thought that the young prince would go down this crooked path now! It's a pity...it's a pity...Feng Huazheng Maoyi is a talented person, and he is still the eldest son of the Huainan Palace..."

Yuyan rested her chin with great interest, blinked her eyes, and watched the storyteller's face full of grief at the end of his speech, while the audience in the audience whispered and pointed, she smiled sweetly, shook her head, and did not speak.

At this time, someone from the audience suddenly shouted: "You can speak more carefully!"

The storyteller pretended to be in suspense, took a sip of tea, and then continued: "Everyone, you haven't heard that our little prince recently hid a male relative in a golden house in a deep alley in the city." It is said that this male family member looks very ugly. I don’t know what kind of tricks he used to lure the little prince to visit him day and night. The most wonderful thing is that in the golden room, white smoke often floats out. The smoke has a strange fragrance, do you know what kind of fragrance it is?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing why.

The storyteller poked his head forward mysteriously, opened the fan in his hand to cover his face, and said in a low voice, "It's Chunxiaoyin from softening!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

The storyteller said heartbroken again: "Hey, tell me, just a little bit of spring night tea can make couples who have not had sex for a long time have fun all night long. How much is this enough to fill the air with white smoke! I can't help but flirt with the flower dog next door at the alley, tsk tsk tsk..."

Everyone followed, all sighing, and at this time someone shouted: "But didn't you say that this little prince hates the matter of cutting off his sleeves? What's the matter, the Golden House hides people again?"

"You don't know anything about this," the storyteller closed his paper fan and continued, "You say, this little prince is the only son of the Huainan royal family who was entrusted by the late emperor. He grew up with the current emperor in the palace. How noble his status is, even if he thought about it a little bit in his heart, how can he express these unscrupulous things? But later, the Yuanling mansion was ransacked, and the second son was also assassinated in front of the door. Humans, after experiencing a bit of life and death grief, they become nothing but shadows, looking back and not reconciled to the past..."

The more Yuyan heard it, the more she remembered what she saw in the closet that night, she couldn't help shivering, goosebumps all over her body, wishing she could find Wang Huan immediately and beat him up.

She filled her glass with wine and was about to drink it down, but at this moment, a little boy came from nowhere, suddenly rushed to her, and said out of breath, "Sister Yuyan...you It's really hard to find, but I hid here to drink..."

Yu Yan was startled, and it took a while to recover, she put down her wine glass and helped the little boy up, and asked full of doubts, "Why did you come here?"

The boy managed to catch his breath, and anxiously tugged on Yuyan's sleeve to drag her away, saying, "Sister, come back with me quickly, Auntie Ping is in a hurry!"

Yuyan frowned, and said: "I'm obviously a fake today, what happened to Chunxi Building?"

The boy shook his head vigorously, and said in a hurry: "Sister, stop asking, if you don't go back, Aunt Ping will really have trouble!"

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I was asked by the editor today to change the name of the article. I have been thinking about it all day, but I can’t think of it.

I'm going to die...