Seeing that there was only his beauty in the room, there were no assassins. The murderous aura in Emperor Jianlong's eyes gradually unloaded, and he raised his hand to hold the frightened beauty in his arms, "What, it's a nightmare?" ”

Concubine Hua's body stiffened, she forcibly trembled, and said calmly, "...... No. ”

Lie? Something you want to hide from him? Emperor Jianlong raised his hand and pinched Hua Concubine's chin, "What's the matter?" ”

"It's fine." Hua Concubine bit her lip, her fluttering eyelashes, her pale face, and the cold sweat on her forehead all showed that she was lying.

Emperor Jianlong's eyebrows were like peaks, the emperor's coercion made the beauty feel frightened, and her body trembled even more, but she still closed her eyes and lips and refused to speak. Emperor Jianlong's hand was slightly forced, and his fragile beauty endured it silently, but he still refused to speak.

With a little more force, her neck would break. Emperor Jianlong let go slightly, stared at her face for a long time, and then said in a deep voice, "Hua Shu, open your eyes and look at me." ”

Concubine Hua opened her eyes tremblingly, and Emperor Jianlong saw evasion and horror in her eyes, "What happened, the queen bullied you again?" ”

Hua Concubine held back her tears, but when she shook her head gently, the tears still rolled down Emperor Jianlong's hands like pearls.

The pear blossoms brought rain in spring, and Emperor Jianlong let go of her neck, gently hugged her in his arms, and threatened, "Isn't it?" You know my temper and the consequences of making me angry better than anyone else. ”

The person in his arms trembled even more, and Emperor Jianlong was very satisfied with the impact of his words, and waited quietly for her to speak.

Concubine Hua finally spoke tremblingly, "Long live, the concubine may not have much time." ”

How can it be! Even if she dies of old age, she may still be like this! Emperor Jianlong said in a vicious voice, "What are you thinking about all day!" ”

Concubine Hua's voice was filled with great fear, "The concubine has been dreaming about things underground for the past few days. Just ...... again The concubine's ankles were cold, and it was a life-threatening errand to drag the concubine away from Banzai and lock the concubine away with chains...... The concubine can still feel the coldness. ”

Fang Cai's killing intent came from Yin? Emperor Jianlong touched Concubine Hua's slender ankle, which was indeed much cooler than other places on her body, and he was suspicious, "This is the palace, I am the honor of the Ninety-Five, how can there be any life-seeking yin, Shu'er is not strange." ”

Hua Concubine was silent, burrowing into Emperor Jianlong's arms, as if she wanted to draw warmth and protection from him.

Emperor Jianlong was very useful, and his big hand gently stroked her back, "What did Shu'er dream of?" ”

Concubine Hua's body stiffened again, and she said softly, "Concubine can't remember clearly......"

"Huh?" Emperor Jianlong's voice carried an unmistakable threat.

Concubine Hua's voice trembled, "I dreamed that Yin Cha locked the concubine to the underworld, where ...... There was a miserable ghost there, holding the marriage book in his hand, saying that the concubine was his fiancée...... The king of Yama believed his words and let ...... Let the ghost send the concubine...... Tear, tear in half...... It hurts...... The concubine dragged half of her body to the meeting......"

"Long live, concubine...... Don't ...... concubines Die. When Hua Concubine said this, she buried her face in Emperor Jianlong's arms and cried.

The last time her beauty cried like this was when the sixth princess died more than ten years ago, and she was really frightened. Emperor Jianlong coaxed softly, "It's just a nightmare, it's good to wake up, I just ask the imperial doctor to prescribe a few pairs of soothing soup for you to eat." ”

Hua Concubine sobbed and nodded, but she refused to get up in his arms. Her rare dependence made Emperor Jianlong very useful, and held her tightly in his arms, "Sleep, I am guarding you, ghosts and gods should not be close." ”

Concubine Hua had the courage to raise her arms around his waist and hide in his arms for a long time.

He has always been cold and passive, but now he is really frightened. Emperor Jianlong pondered whether what she said was true or false. It shouldn't be fake, she really had a nightmare, because such a lie did her no good.

Could it be that the evil ghost who was engaged to the beauty back then was haunted by the ghost? Even if a beauty becomes a ghost, it can only be mine! Emperor Jianlong's eyes showed murderous intent and tightened his arms. The Hua Concubine in his arms also drilled into his arms, but her eyes were only cold, and there was no trace of fear.

On the second day, after Emperor Jianlong went to Cining Palace to visit the Queen Mother, he returned to Yishou Palace to deal with court affairs.

Coincidentally, Cheng Wujie came in with an excerpt and presented the top secret letter first, "This is the news reported from all over the world within three days, please take a look at it." ”

Since the death of Feng Jiang Zhao, Cheng Wujie has not only undertaken the errand of the right minister, but also taken on some of the errands of Feng Jiang Zhao: helping Emperor Jianlong summarize the news reported by secret agents from all over Beijing, and select useful ones to submit to the imperial court.

Feng Jiangzhao's betrayal made Emperor Jianlong wary, he no longer fully trusted anyone, and now the news sent from everywhere is jointly responsible for Cheng Wujie, Dexi and Jiang Ya, who took over Feng Jiangzhao's errand, so as to avoid the betrayal of his subordinates again, so that Emperor Jianlong's eyes are blindfolded again.

As for the news in Beijing, the right Tokuki is in charge. Thinking about it, Dexi is still the most trusted one of Emperor Jianlong.

Emperor Jianlong browsed the news everywhere one by one, focusing on Mobei and Northwest, and when he turned to the last piece of the secret report, Emperor Jianlong's gaze stopped:

Yao Lingqing, a wealthy local businessman fifteen miles south of Yaozhou, and his family of 53 were slaughtered overnight, and the death was unbearable.

Is there a demon haunting you? Emperor Jianlong snapped his fingers and clasped the table, "Cheng Aiqing." ”

"Slightly sunk." Cheng Wujie took his robe and knelt in the hall.

"Send someone to Yanniao Mountain in Chaozhou, dig out the bones of that person, crush the bones and scatter ashes, I want his soul to fly away!" Emperor Jianlong ordered gloomily.

The person buried in Yanniao Mountain in Chaozhou mentioned by the saint is, of course, a man surnamed Yang who was engaged before Concubine Hua entered the palace. More than 20 years have passed since this incident, why did the Holy One suddenly mention him? Cheng Wujie felt uneasy for a while, and replied, "Holy Lord, he has already lost his soul. ”

Emperor Jianlong's dragon eyes looked at Cheng Wujie solemnly, "Why did Aiqing say this?" ”

Cheng Wujie hurriedly said, "Back then, Weichen ordered someone to make a soul-scattering dojo. ”

Why didn't he report it?

Cheng Wujie was well versed in Emperor Jianlong's thoughts, and said in fear, "Weichen wants to never suffer in the future, and he feels that this matter is not important, and he doesn't want to spoil your interest because of this." ”

At that time, Emperor Jianlong was shocked like a fairy, a beauty who looked like a god of Sailuo, but he was unhappy when he learned that this beauty already belonged, and when Cheng Wujie told him that the beauty was dismissed, how could Emperor Jianlong not guess what was going on. But this beauty is bound to win, how can he let go? After getting the beauty, Emperor Jianlong was physically and mentally comfortable, and he was in a good mood to learn that the horseman who retired from the beauty was overturned and died, if Cheng Wujie bothered him with such things, it would indeed be a disappointment.

Emperor Jianlong stared at Cheng Wujie for a while, and then slowly ordered, "Then let him disperse again." ”

What does it mean to disperse again? Could it be that the dead man whose name he no longer remembered had come to haunt him?

Cheng Wujie frowned slightly, there must be a conspiracy here!

Who is it?