After the death of the previous emperor, the Empress Dowager became arrogant

Chapter 183: Strange Things Happened in the "Haunted House"

Just as she was about to unfold the robe, Yuan Qing pressed her down, "Don't look at it now. If you look at it now, it won't work in the middle of the night. The moonlight is at its strongest at midnight, and it matches this robe perfectly. You can exert your greatest power at that time."

Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes sparkled brightly, and she believed in what Yuan Qing said without a doubt.

She was afraid that the "battle armor" would be damaged, so she quickly put it in her arms to protect it.

Mu Xiaoxiao stayed in the room and had already put on her clothes.

Hearing Yuan Qing's signal, she used her Qinggong skills to jump directly from the roof to the gathering place, "Are we going to start?"

Yuan Qing nodded, pointed to the wall in front of him and said, "No need to hurry, the place is inside."

Mu Xiaoxiao had also heard of this place.

She immediately had a bad feeling, suppressed her twitching eyelids, and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

"Keep it secret for now. It won't work if you tell it out loud."

"Master...Master, can I not go?"

It's not that she's timid, she's just not prepared.

Yes, that’s right, so it’s okay to come during the day.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Yuan Qing grabbed her wrist and said sternly, "No, you have a contract with the Moon Goddess and you can't give up halfway, not to mention that you have already accepted her thank-you gift."

Yuan Qing looked at the white dress she was wearing.

Mu Xiaoxiao felt her eyelids were drooping at this moment. She clung to Yuan Qing tightly and refused to let go.

"What should we do?"

She stopped being stubborn and just admitted that she was a coward.

Dear kind brothers and sisters, can you please let her go for the sake of her innocence, cuteness and charm?

Or, should she bring more gifts to pay her respects some other day?

Yuan Qing suppressed his laughter, patted her hands and said, "I'll go inside, you just need to wander around outside the yard. Your Qinggong is better than mine, don't let people see that it's real. It's best to make it flash by, that's the most effective."

Mu Xiaoxiao's trembling heart finally settled down when she heard that she didn't have to stay in there alone.

But soon, she stopped laughing.

Not long after she walked to the foot of the wall, she heard an extremely sad and ethereal singing coming from inside.

The sound seemed to be able to penetrate into the cracks between people's bones through the cool night breeze.

Although it is not winter, one inexplicably feels as if a chill is crawling up one's spine.

Mu Xiaoxiao shuddered, her legs trembled, and she immediately lost her balance and could only move slowly while holding onto the wall.

She didn't expect that her master would dare to play such a big game. Her poor little darling was really devastated!!!

From late at night until dawn, the extremely miserable melody was still faintly floating in East Street.

In the past, there were many pedestrians passing by the "haunted house", but after the strange incident last night, it is difficult to see a single person even ten miles away. Everyone hides at home and dares not go out, or simply takes a long detour.

The Yuan Mansion is right in front of the "haunted house", and the two places are separated by only a street.

Yuan Bo had already returned home earlier. He wanted to go home and have a good rest, but when he was half asleep, he heard the singing coming from behind the house.

He tossed and turned in his bedroom for several hours, and finally spent the remaining night in the study.

The servants of Yuan Mansion got up early to clean the yard. As their masters were busy and had no time to look after them, they became a little lazy and just gathered together with their brooms to talk about the strange things that happened last night.

"Is there a dance market near us?"

"No, this place is close to the palace, and all the people living nearby are high-ranking officials. How can those low-class places enter such a place? They are courting death, aren't they?"

"That's weird. If there weren't any girls from the brothel singing, then where did the singing come from last night? To be honest, it sounded pretty creepy."

"That's right. My wife was so scared that she couldn't sleep all night. She insisted that I stay up with her." He pointed at his eyes and said, "Look, I can hardly open my eyes now. I have to sleep for a while when I go back, otherwise I won't be able to hold on. Please talk to the manager for me."

"That's no problem, just go to sleep." The man agreed readily.

Yuan Bai came out of the study, and the servant guarding outside the door brought in a basin and helped Yuan Bai wash his face.

After washing, Yuan Bo felt more refreshed. Seeing that the servant in front of him looked a little listless, he asked, "What's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep well?"

The servant was frightened and the sleepiness that had surged up in his head disappeared immediately. When he heard the question, he thought he had made a mistake, so he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, saying, "Please forgive me, sir. I just got up a little late, so I'm a little sleepy. I—"

Yuan Bo handed him the face towel after wiping it, "What are you afraid of? I'm not blaming you. We have rarely been home these days. You clean up the house and do what you need to do. Then go back and rest. We don't have so many rules in our house."

After saying that, he looked down at the boy and said with a smile, "New here?"

The servant raised his head slightly and saw Yuan Bo's smiling face.

It looks good, but why is it black and blue at the eyes?