C297 thread-drawing puppet

Lu Linghui walked out of the secret chamber, looked up at the drizzling rain, lowered his head and quickly walked forward.

The sky above him suddenly darkened, and the rain no longer fell onto his face. He turned around and saw Jinshu timidly following behind him with a yellow oil-paper umbrella in her hand.

Lu Linghui smiled, "Thank you …" "Lady." He couldn't remember the name of Jinshu, and there was a hint of apology in his smile.

Jin Shu could not help but feel dejected. She softly said, "Master Lu, there's no need to be so polite. The sky is not good. The dark clouds seem to cover the sky. I'm afraid that the rain will turn into snow. Bring an umbrella along."

She handed the umbrella over.

He remembered the little girl who gifted him to Yue Ye last time. At that time, he only thought that she was very interesting, but now that he looked at her, he discovered that she was quite good-looking, with a round face, apricot eyes, and bright red lips.

"There's no need for that. It's not raining much. There will be a carriage when we get to the door." He pushed the umbrella back. He was just holding on for a bit, and he would have to return the umbrella soon. It was really inconvenient.

Jinshu watched him walk away with a look of loss on her face. She bit her lower lip and her eyes suddenly turned red.

In the drizzling rain, Lu Linghui seemed to look back down. His gaze swept past and did not land on her body.

He could feel that this young maid treated him a little special, perhaps because of what happened that night. However, he only found it interesting and did not take her too seriously. He was afraid that in the future, Prince Mo's concubine would have to stay in his room, so he would naturally not think about it.

This was the first time Jin Shu felt so miserable. However, after getting along with her for a long time, she had already treated her as a master and had no other thoughts. Only then did she realize that her unrealistic feelings for the prince were actually just admiration and worship, not an unforgettable love.

But Lu Linghui could make her feel lost, even if there was no other woman by his side. As long as his gaze faintly drifted past her without a trace in the depths of his eyes, she would feel lost, as if he was being scratched by a cat.

She could feel that he didn't care about her, and the difference in their statuses was indeed too great. It was so great that she could only look at him from afar, not daring to hope.

As the soulless Jin Shu walked back, she didn't even look at the road, nor did she pay attention to what was in front of her. With a bang, she bumped into a person.

Like her, this person walked with no eyes, as if he was blindly charging forward.

"Rui Zhu?" Jin Zhui called out as he stared at her suspiciously. He kept having the feeling that something was wrong with Rui Zhu these days. His eyes were a little dull, as if he wasn't paying attention to her at all.

Ever since Rui Zhu was transferred to Wu, she had to take care of a lunatic all day, not daring to leave. She was rarely seen by the brocade lady, which was why she suddenly felt strange when meeting her in broad daylight.

Rui Zhu rolled her eyes, as if she also felt Jin Shu's gaze on her. She gave a stiff smile. "Oh, Jin Shu, it's raining. I didn't notice, so I just hugged my head and charged straight at her."

This reason was reasonable, and Jin Shu passed the umbrella to her. "Take it, don't be rash, it's a good thing you hit me. If it's any master, I'll teach you a lesson."

"Thank you." Rui Zhu took the umbrella and left. Her back was a little stiff.

The more Jin Zhui looked at it, the more he felt that Rui Zhu's hands and feet were moving like a puppet.

It was hard to say what her thoughts were, but Jin Shu quietly followed behind Rui Zhu without her noticing in the slightest.

The rain had made countless small holes in the snow that had accumulated over the past few days. The snow that had melted in the mud was extremely slippery. After a moment of hesitation, he heard Wu Wan's Weizheng singing voice resounding through the empty courtyard like a ghost in a long, mournful tune.

It was a good thing that they were in the middle of the day. Otherwise, when paired with such a chilly weather, it would cause goosebumps to rise all over their bodies.

After hesitating for a moment, Jin Shu decided to return.

Suddenly, a thin figure holding an ink paper umbrella appeared in front of her eyes. It gradually approached and stopped at the entrance of the courtyard.

The brocade Shu looked up, and the figure that blocked the light was leaning against the side of the courtyard door. The rain on the oil-paper umbrella dripped down, and her skirt also splashed a little, but she didn't seem to care.

That originally beautiful face now carried an indifferent look, causing those who looked at it to feel a chill in their hearts.

"Madam Wu?" Jin Shu shivered. Ever since this woman had gone crazy, she had never seen her in such a private place. Seeing her today, she had an inexplicable feeling that she had changed a bit, but she couldn't say it out loud.

"You're not coming in?"

Jin Shu shook her head, "No, no, no, no …" Madam Wu was too polite … "Servant …" "There's something else."

"You want to see Rui Zhu?" Wu Yu's smile was very weird, and her voice was very low.

Jinshu was startled. He felt a chill run down his spine, and a chill ran up his spine.

Wu Yu suddenly took a few steps forward, he was very close, he lowered his head and said softly: "I advise you, don't."

A vulgar fragrance wafted from her body, but the breath she exhaled was fresh and elegant. The warmth of the white mist that carried it reached Jin Shu's ears became cool, causing her heart to feel even colder.

"What is the purpose of Lady Wu saying this?"

"Rui Zhu is no longer the Rui Zhu of the past, Xing'er is no longer the Xinghe of the past."

Before Jinshu could make out what she meant, Wu had already gone back with her umbrella in hand, leaving behind a trail of singing that sent chills down one's spine.

Jinshu lowered her head and walked back, thinking about the meaning of Wu's words and feeling even more peculiar. Wasn't this woman crazy? Why are you speaking so normally today? It couldn't be said to be normal, but it just seemed like … What was he hinting at?

Jin Shu hurried back to the Feng Zhaoxuan, only to find out that the Mo couple had gone out.

The two of them had been running amok recently, so it didn't seem right to add to their troubles. Jin Shu could only sigh.

Just as he was about to go and discuss with Suifeng, he saw Yu Ying walking over from the corridor.

"Yuying, something strange happened to me today …"

After Yu Ying heard Jin Shu's words, she thought for a while and said, "If you say it like that, then I remember something."

"Hmm?"

"Recently, most of the shops on the streets and alleys of Beijing have closed down to prevent epidemics. "Xing`er, on the other hand, still went out of the house from time to time. She only went to one shop, and that shop seemed to be very strange, as if it had never closed and had always been open as usual."

"How do you know?"

"I saw it on the street once."

When the secret of the Xin family's property was returned to the Mo Mansion, Yu Ying would have to check out the store's business and profits from time to time. As a maidservants, they didn't only serve people so simple as washing their faces and dressing up.

Jinshu asked for the name of the shop and hurriedly left the palace with his umbrella.

Yu Ying's eyes were somewhat cold, seeming to pierce through the curtain of rain, directly shining on the brocade Shu's back.

All the streets of the capital were deserted and desolate, no different from the desolate streets of the outer city. Occasionally, when they passed a few shops that were still open, one or two people would sit listlessly behind a cupboard with a look of annoyance in their eyes.