C608 Esteemed Guest

"Mu Yan, you only know how to talk nonsense all day long. I think Cult Master Zhang only stared at her so carefully because he felt that Sister Si was very difficult to see clearly. It wasn't as if this situation had never happened before. In the inner court, Manager Qian, Vice Manager Qian, had also similarly stared at Sister Si like this before. In the end, her eyes were swollen for more than half a month before recovering, and she almost became blind. And from now on, tears would flow. Everyone secretly said that it seemed like Vice Director Qian would always lose in gambling. He lost until he cried. Haha. "

For some reason, the petite girl liked to laugh so much. At this moment, she seemed to recall the funny look she had at that time, and she was so happy that she almost couldn't speak clearly. Fortunately, she didn't laugh for that long this time.

"Cult Master Zhang, you can be disrespectful to the two of us, but I'm afraid you have to be careful when you treat Sister Si. She is a shaman in our palace. Even the Imperial Uncle and the First Prince have to be respectful when they see her. "

Zhang Jingxuan had almost suffered a loss just now, and his heart was moved. He didn't expect that this girl, who looked weak and gentle, would hide an indescribable strength. This power was powerful and obscure, and it seemed a little familiar to her. While he was thinking, he heard Murong Lingyun's words. He finally had an answer.

Shaman was the soul of Shaman Cult. As a group of people who claimed to be able to travel between heaven and hell, they had earned the respect and respect of the common people since ancient times. The shaman could control the weather, dispel dreams, and predict things that had yet to happen. In the eyes of the Qing Dynasty royal family and the ordinary people, they had the same lofty status. Furthermore, fire was a very important part of the shaman ceremony. Almost no one was absent.

Zhang Jingxuan only knew a little about it, but he didn't expect that this girl who seemed to be gentle and quiet, who never spoke loudly, was actually the great shaman of the Qing Dynasty's royal court.

"What do you mean you can be disrespectful to us? I don't agree! You must be respectful to me. As for Ling Yun, you can be disrespectful to him as you wish. Anyway, that was what she had requested. Haha, this is the first time I've seen someone take the initiative to make such a request. Little girl, come, let me dote on you."

As she spoke, Muyan Wenying stretched out her hand and pinched Murong Lingyun's face. Murong Lingyun also realized that her words just now were a little wordy and her face flushed red. It seemed that Muyan Wenying was also a little angry and reached out her hand to slap her palm. "Pa!" A loud sound was heard and Muyan Wenying did not expect Murong Lingyun to be so fierce all of a sudden. She was hit until she cried out a few times. This time, the interior of the house really became too lively. If someone were to fight outside and pass by, he really didn't know what this house was doing.

Si Shuiliu still had something important to do. She stopped the two girls who still wanted to play. The two of them even angrily stared at each other and felt that they had suffered a loss.

"Cult Master Zhang, I won't disturb your rest. You saw it too. These two little ancestors were getting better and better like one person at a time. In a while, they would want to fight to the death. I, as a shaman, am just guessing. The previous shaman went to heaven for more than a year. I don't know why they handed this responsibility to me, but they didn't care if I was willing or not." As she spoke, Si Shuiliu really did live up to her name. Her eyes were filled with fog. Murong Lingyun hurriedly pulled her arm, "Sister Si, don't talk about those unhappy things. In this palace, didn't Mu Yan and I play with you?"

It really made people sigh. Young and young, yet he was locked up in the inner courtyard of the palace. As a symbol and symbol, even though it was respected by everyone and even the royal family on the surface, but that might not be the life that a young girl truly wanted. Zhang Jingxuan even had the thought of leaving this place in the future and bringing her along with him. Very quickly, he secretly laughed at himself. He didn't know when his injuries would recover, but now he was just a cripple. He could only wait for someone to save him, but he still wanted to save someone else. It was so funny.

Zhang Jingxuan pondered and did not say anything. The girls all thought he was tired. Mu Yan and Murong seemed to think that they had made too much noise just now. Under Si Shuiliu's lead, the three of them bid farewell to Zhang Jingxuan. They even said that they would go back and get some divine herbs for Zhang Jingxuan to eat.

Zhang Jingxuan expressed his gratitude, but in his heart, he thought that it was better not to eat the herbs that these guys found.

Unknowingly, after another thirty to fifty sentences, the three girls finally left with a long-winded speech. But speaking of which, Zhang Jingxuan was indeed a little tired. Because he had been lying quietly on the bed for so long, perhaps it was mainly because of their quarreling that gave him a headache. That pretty little maid was very considerate. When she saw Zhang Jingxuan's situation, she served Zhang Jingxuan well and went to sleep.

This time, Zhang Jingxuan had a lot of dreams. In the end, he woke up in a dream. He could only remember that he had had the previous dreams, but what exactly were the dreams about? He could not remember it at all. Only the last dream was very clear. He dreamt that he was tied to a large wooden rack. Under his feet were layers upon layers of tree branches and wooden strips. The fire had already been ignited. It wouldn't be long before he was roasted into an acquaintance. And he, who was tied to the wooden frame in his dream, seemed to be a bystander to all of this. There was no struggle or restlessness at all. It was so peaceful that it was unbelievable. The flames burned up in an instant, but he could not feel any heat at all. He could smell the smell of his body being roasted by the fire.

"Young Master, wake up!" At this time, he was woken up by someone.

Then, he discovered that the sun was already high in the sky, and breakfast had already been prepared. And early in the morning, there was actually roast meat for breakfast. It seemed that the taste of the dream just now came from here.

The one who woke him up was still that little maid. Her movements were gentle, and she fetched warm water to wash his face. Then, an older maid served him some food.

On one hand, she woke him up because it was time to eat breakfast. On the other hand, someone in the palace had sent a message that a distinguished figure would be coming to see Zhang Jingxuan in a while.

The news that came from the palace was vague and unclear. No one knew who was coming to see Zhang Jingxuan. This was also normal. Since he was a distinguished figure, he naturally would not explain it so clearly to this group of servants, because there was no need for that.

Zhang Jingxuan thought about many things in his heart and did not take the guest's visit seriously. Because he knew in his heart that Fu Lin was likely to ascend the throne very soon. That was why his status had become even more prestigious. Now that he had come to see him, it seemed like he would have to put on such a grand show. Although this might not be his intention, he would still be able to get along with him in the future. He probably could not be as casual as when he was in the cabin of the canal.