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Leng Qiyue was shocked. A person who had smelled the fragrance should have long been delirious. How could a consort like her find out that she was pretending to be a ghost? She sniffed the air carefully and found that there was no scent of incense at all. Suspicion arose in her heart. Could it be that Mu Fei betrayed her?

Die Fei extended her hands and grabbed Leng Qiyue's neck tightly. Leng Qiyue resisted with all her might; she did not want to turn into a real ghost.

"Let her go." A loud shout came from the door.

She raised her head and saw Dongfang Haotian and Mu Fei standing at the entrance. She immediately let go of Leng Qiyue and threw herself at Dongfang Haotian's feet, crying, "Your majesty, your majesty wants to uphold justice for chenqie. Leng Qiyue is actually acting so weird and messing up to scare chenqie, wuwuwu …" Die Fei cried so much that anyone who saw her could not help but feel pity for her.

Dongfang Haotian coldly snorted and said: "Aren't you going to tell the truth? If you want to frame the concubine in the cold palace, are you afraid that the harem will not fall into chaos? "

Die Fei was speechless, but she kept crying.

Leng Qiyue looked at their acting. That's right, they were acting. Tonight, he had fallen from being the main character to being a lackey. Then, was the director of this show Dongfang Haotian or Mu Fei?

Mu Fei glanced at Leng Qiyue and said to Dongfang Haotian, "Since elder sister Leng did not harm elder sister Die, is it possible for elder sister Leng to be released free of all crimes?"

Dongfang Haotian humphed and said: "Leng Qiyue will immediately return to the Cold Palace. The Butterfly Consort's harem is in chaos and she will be confined for three months." With that, he flicked his sleeve and left.

Mu Fei glanced at Leng Qiyue, wanted to say something, but hesitated and followed Dongfang Haotian as they left.

Die Fei looked at the back of Dongfang Haotian's back in a daze, and then looked at Leng Qiyue and suddenly burst out laughing: "Hahaha …" We're all rats, all rats … "

Leng Qiyue remained silent. The butterfly concubine was right. They were both rats, but who was this cat? If it was Butterfly Concubine, she would definitely think that the cat was Mu Fei. But she felt that Mu Fei was just a mouse like them, and only Dongfang Haotian was that cat.

Leng Qiyue didn't need anyone to lead her. She returned to the cold palace and got some water to take a bath. After a long night of sleep, she felt even worse as she tossed and turned. She simply got up and went to the courtyard to light a bonfire to look at the stars.

She thought back to what Grandmaster Sang had said before. There was a change in her constellation, so she didn't know how it was now. Suddenly, the ring on her finger tightened as her heart skipped a beat. Could it be that there was a demon nearby?

Leng Qiyue looked around vigilantly. There wasn't anything strange about this. When she turned around, she found that her ring had tightened. Could this ring have the function of a compass?

Leng Qiyue's playful heart rose. She stood still and stretched out her hand, starting to spin around with herself as the center. Sure enough, in one particular direction, the ring would tighten and in another direction, it would not respond.

Leng Qiyue raised her head to look. There was a wall in her direction, and there was a big tree by the wall. The bird nest on the tree was still there.

Leng Qiyue moved a chair over and climbed up. When she was riding on the wall, she saw the brightly lit courtyard the last time she saw it, but there was no sign of anyone there. Leng Qiyue felt goosebumps all over her body. Could that be a ghost house?

However, as the saying goes, "Curiosity kills the cat", so Leng Qiyue became the cat. She looked down the road from above and found that the road from the cold palace to that yard was a dead end; it was deliberately blocked. No wonder she couldn't find that place last time. This time she found a rope and climbed down the wall. After calculating the route in his mind, he climbed another two short walls and finally saw the courtyard.

Fortunately, there was a moon today, otherwise he wouldn't dare to come out.

Leng Qiyue traversed the grass and stood in front of the house. There were six big red lanterns hanging from the eaves of the house. The red light reflected a golden plaque which had the words "Phoenix Perching Pavilion" written in large, flamboyant characters written on it. It had to do with the phoenix, so the people staying here were either empress dowager or empress dowager level.

The door of the house was wide open, revealing a huge golden statue of Guan Yin. The Buddha statue was surrounded by candles, reflecting a magnificent golden light.

Leng Qiyue hesitated for a while, but still decided to go in and take a look.

When she entered, it looked like a temple to her. There were wooden fish, prayer mats, censers, and all sorts of other things, but there was no one there. In the incense burner was a huge sandalwood incense, rising in spirals of green smoke.

"Is anyone there?" Leng Qiyue shouted out probingly. Suddenly, she felt that it was to be disrespectful to Bodhisattva. She quickly bowed and said, "Bodhisattva, don't be surprised …"

Leng Qiyue read it for a long time, but no one came out. She then walked to the back hall, where there was a large bedroom. The two walls were neatly lined with bookshelves that were filled with scriptures.

The bed and the hall were separated by an open wooden arch. Inside the hall, there was a teapot on a table made of pear blossoms. Leng Qiyue stepped forward to touch the teapot. The water was hot, so there had to be someone here. But why would they avoid her?

"Is anyone there?" Leng Qiyue called out again, but other than the sound of the wind, there was no other voice that responded to her.

Leng Qiyue passed through the archway and came to the bedside. The bedding was pure white, neatly folded, and there were no folds on the bed. This proved that no one here had touched the bed since they had woken up.

Suddenly, Leng Qiyue clearly felt something move behind her. She immediately turned around, but didn't see anything. No matter how bold she was, she could not help but feel goosebumps. When she shifted her gaze to the table, her mental defense nearly collapsed because the scripture had closed itself, revealing the title of the book, "Heart Sutra."

"Who?" "Hurry and come out." Leng Qiyue's voice was trembling, and her footsteps were somewhat frantic.

No one replied. A large gust of wind blew in through the window, causing the candles to flicker and flicker. The atmosphere in the room became even weirder. A faint and almost inaudible sigh could be heard …

Leng Qiyue could not hold it in any longer and rushed out of the back hall to the side of Guan Yin. She clasped her hands and muttered to herself, "Bodhisattva Guan Yin, the one who saved us from suffering. Monster, hurry up and leave …"

Leng Qiyue suddenly heard laughter coming from behind her … She immediately turned around, but still didn't see anything.

Leng Qiyue was the kind of woman who could stimulate her potential the more she was pressured. At this moment, her mind was truly tensed to the extreme, but she would absolutely not collapse. She sat down cross-legged on the prayer mat, closed her eyes, and thought to herself, 'Amitabha …'

Leng Qiyue, who had her eyes closed, felt that something was standing in front of her. It was because his shadow had appeared before her eyes, but she did not open her eyes. She wanted to see what exactly this thing was about to do.

The thing stood there for a moment and began to move. There were no footsteps, just a left and a right, as if it were trying to scare people.

A thought appeared in Leng Qiyue's mind, "Could it be that this thing really isn't human?" Wasn't the former Xue Ling also a fox spirit? "

After waiting for a while, the thing did not do any aggressive attacks. It only blew next to Leng Qiyue's ear, and she could not stand the itch anymore. She opened her eyes and looked around. The hall was still empty.

Leng Qiyue cursed in her heart and continued to wait with her eyes closed. She didn't believe that she wouldn't be able to catch that thing.

"Hee hee …" The strange laughter started again. Leng Qiyue could not tell which direction it came from. The sound was erratic, as if it came from a stereo.

Suddenly, she felt the creature sit down in front of her and place its two claws on her shoulder. The touch of her cheek let her know that they were two furry — claws! And it was not small, so this thing should be as big as a lion.

Leng Qiyue was originally a bit scared, but was no longer afraid. She quietly felt the hot air in front of her blowing towards her, gradually getting closer. "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu Just as she felt the thing was about to touch her face, she quickly grabbed the two claws on her shoulders and opened her eyes …