C18

After a few days, the butler began to talk back and forth. It took a lot of effort for Great General to free himself from the prison.

Of course, the butler would never tell Lin Zhaojun how dark Great General's face was, how terrible her attitude towards him was, and how harsh her words towards Lin Zhaojun were.

After all, he was a loyal servant, and a loyal servant wouldn't let his master be in a bad mood.

Later on, he heard that after General Qin returned, he beat up Madam Qin again.

Geez, General Qin was a martial artist, so he prayed that he didn't hit too hard.

The butler silently lit a candle for Madam Qin.

Although the butler didn't want to make his wife in a bad mood, Lin Zhaojun's mood really wasn't good.

Although he was determined to live a better life than his previous life, he still could not find the direction to live a better life.

Lin Zhaojun was stunned for a long time. At the side, Zi Yan could not resist. Zi Yan looked greedily at the crystal prawns on the table. Hong Xing's cooking skills were getting better and better, she really wanted to eat them!

"Princess, don't just stand there. No matter how much you stare, it won't change the fact that you're about to die."

Zi Yan, can you not be so direct?

Zi Yan did not hear her retort. She only heard Zi Yan say: "Royal Concubine, if you still don't come over, I'll help you eliminate the delicious food."

Lin Zhaojun, "..."

In Lin Zhaojun's eyes, Zi Yan was just a wondrous existence.

Lin Zhaojun: "Zi Yan, if I died, would you remember me?" For some reason, Lin Zhaojun was injured today. Maybe she just wanted someone to remember her.

Zi Yan turned around and looked at Lin Zhaojun very seriously, "Princess, I probably can't remember you."

Lin Zhaojun, "..."

It was sad to answer so plainly.

Zi Yan continued, "My mother told me that after a person dies, I have to cross the Bridge of Helplessness, drink Grandma Meng's Elixir, and then reincarnate. By then, we will have a new life. " Zi Yan was very indifferent.

Lin Zhaojun looked at Zi Yan in shock. When did this girl know how to speak such logic?

While Lin Zhaojun was still stunned, Zi Yan took the chance to throw a piece of Crystal Shrimp into her mouth and smacked her lips. "Princess, you don't have to be afraid with Zi Yan accompanying you."

It was only then that Lin Zhaojun remembered, according to the Jinhui Dynasty rules, after she died, her servant girl would also die with her. She could not live, and Zi Yan could not live.

"Zi Yan, do you want to die?"

The crystal shrimp in Zi Yan's hand fell onto the table as she laughed out loud, "Royal Consort, your brain must have been crushed by the door today. How could I want to die when I'm alive and well? But when I was destined to die, there was nothing I could do. "

There was nothing he could do, nothing he could do.

No matter how bold she was, and how lawless she was in front of Lin Zhaojun, it would not change the fact that she was going to die with Lin Zhaojun.

"Zi Yan, I won't let you die with me."

Zi Yan's expression was very dejected, "Royal Consort, you know, this is an impossible matter. Back then the late Emperor said with her golden lips that the two of us would die with the Second Prince. "

Zi Yan was Lin Zhaojun's concubine, and nominally the Second Prince's concubine. As such, she could not escape that fate.

"No, I definitely won't let you die."

"Why?" Zi Yan opened her eyes wide. "Princess, you can't have fallen for me, right?"

Lin Zhaojun smiled slightly: "Because I see you as my younger sister."

He probably treated her as his own sister, which was why he kept spoiling her.

He had taken over that person's body. At the very least, he had to do something for her.

Zi Yan blinked her starry eyes, and looked at Lin Zhaojun emotionally. "Princess, if you don't want me to be buried alive and well, then you have to stay alive and well."

Lin Zhaojun nodded. She, who had always been indifferent to life and death, suddenly had a strong obsession with life.

The night was calm as water. Lin Zhaojun went back to her room to rest after eating dinner.

Thinking back to what happened last night, Lin Zhaojun felt an indescribably strange feeling from the Duke Palaces at night.

With his eyes open, he was not sleepy at all. After thinking for a while, he called Zi Yan to sleep with him.

I hope it will be calmer tonight, Lin Zhaojun said to herself.

In a certain room in the manor, a figure was drawing many strange symbols on a piece of bright yellow silk with a brush. At first glance, it seemed to be some sort of incantation.

If one looked carefully, it wasn't difficult to notice that this figure was the Qing Jue who had appeared in the Duke Palace during the day.

When the ink dried on the silk, he wrapped it with the silk.

On the floor of the room, he arranged a strange formation of willow branches.

The fire piston in his hand ignited, and he placed it in the center of the formation.

As Qing Jue watched the silk burn, he closed his eyes and concentrated. Then, his lips that were originally tightly shut suddenly moved, but could not hear a single sound.

When the silk completely burnt out, Qing Jue could not bear it anymore and disappeared without a trace.

That person was no longer the original person. Qing Jue had once again done psychological construction for him, so there was no need to be soft-hearted.

In Lin Zhaojun's room, the candle on the table had already been extinguished, and the candle flame extinguished.

Zi Yan's even breathing came into her ears.

However, Lin Zhaojun was still not sleepy at all, and did not have the heart to wake up the person beside him to chat with him.

Once again, Lin Zhaojun felt a sense of loneliness and loneliness pouncing towards him.

Suddenly, Lin Zhaojun smelled a faintly discernible rotten smell mixed with the smell of the earth.

His heart couldn't help but tighten as something approached him.

Lin Zhaojun was trying to recall the furnishings in the room, thinking which direction would allow him to fish up a suitable item to use as a weapon and which range would be more advantageous when attacking from.

Not knowing what it was, Lin Zhaojun did not dare to act rashly. She held her breath and waited for the thing to come closer.

It wasn't known if that thing sensed that the person in the room wasn't asleep, or what it was doing, but it stopped two meters away from Lin Zhaojun.

Lin Zhaojun adhered to the principle of "if the enemy does not move, I do not", and that unknown object did not have a next step.

"Kacha kacha …"

Hearing this familiar voice, Lin Zhaojun knew that she wasn't dreaming last night, and all the hairs on her body were standing up.

Was it a human or a ghost?

Lin Zhaojun asked.

Suddenly, Zi Yan turned over and unconsciously let out a few words.

The unknown object seemed to be alarmed.

Whoosh …

F * ck, what the hell was that thing moving so fast?

Fortunately, they didn't meet force with force, or else they would have suffered greatly. I just don't know if it'll come back.

It seemed that tonight was destined to be an sleepless night.

Lin Zhaojun reached out and held Zi Yan's hand. The temperature of her hand gave Lin Zhaojun a sense of realism, it wasn't a dream.

It seemed like he shouldn't stay here any longer!

He had to think of a way to leave this place. This was a difficult matter.