Cheng Wang looked at her and pointed to the man who didn't move on the ground, "you killed the man."

"What?" Yang ranxin was startled. She fixed her eyes and found that the man did not move.

After all, she is a woman in the deep Pavilion. Even if she is calm, she is still afraid.

Her face was pale, and there was a flash of fear in her dark eyes, but she pretended to firmly hold her clothes and walked towards the man, hoping to see if the man was still alive.

Just two steps, the arm was suddenly caught. Yang ranxin's heart jumped out of her throat. She looked back and saw that Cheng Wang was holding her. She was biting the corner of her mouth, "what are you doing?"

Cheng Wang looked at her this pair of strong dress is not afraid of appearance, very feel interesting, "you killed, I can arrest you."

Yang ranxin was infuriated, "I knew I shouldn't have saved you! If you don't look at it, you say he's dead, in case someone is still alive! "

Cheng Wang picked his eyebrows and said, "Oh, don't you believe me?"

"Let go! I'm going to see it with my own eyes! "

"Oh." Cheng Wang sneered and held on to the woman in front of him. "He's not dead."

"Really?" Yang ranxin is suspicious.

"I'm a prince. Why do you cheat a useless concubine?"

"You!" Yang ranxin was so angry that she raised her foot and kicked it hard, then she turned and left.

Cheng Wang looked at her back, eyes become deep, even he did not know, eyes suddenly more a trace of interest in this woman.

He looked back at the half dead man, with a cold smile on his lips, and directly led the man's collar up.

The little emperor gave him three days to check the ghosts in the harem, but only one day he caught them.

At this time, the night was deep, and the little emperor had already gone to bed. Facing the people who kept knocking on his door, Jiang shihei got up with a calm face.

He sat on the Dragon chair and yawned. There was a trace of tears at the end of his eyes. He looked at Cheng Wang lazily.

"Why are you still in the palace?"

Cheng Wang breathed fiercely, and two green tendons sprang out of his forehead. "Didn't you let my younger brother stay in the palace to look for ghosts? My brother has caught this man. "

"Oh?" When Jiang Shi heard this, he felt a little excited. He put away his face and looked down at the people below.

There was a trace of innocence on the man's face, blood on the corners of his mouth, and some dirt on his chest. It was obvious that he had been hit by something.

Such a big movement didn't wake the man up. If it wasn't for the slight fluctuation of his chest, I would think that he was a dead man.

"Susheng."

"The slave is here." Su Sheng took two steps forward.

Jiang Shi pointed to something in the man's arms, "do you know this man?"

Su Sheng looked at the man's face carefully. At last, he shook his head slightly. "I don't know him."

"Give me what's in his arms."

"Yes." Su Sheng came forward and took out the things in the man's arms. It was a cold, hard steamed bread.

"This..." he looked back at the emperor.

The emperor frowned as if he could kill a fly. He looked at Cheng Wang with deep eyes. "Is this the so-called ghost?"

King Cheng didn't feel the emperor's anger. He nodded, "yes."