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Ming Ruoxie had just run out of Shishuang Courtyard. Behind the Moon Gate, Sikong Ji's figure slowly walked out again, looked in the direction of the courtyard gate, and followed him.
Three nights, the wind was cold and the moon was pale.
The house is very quiet.
Sikongji followed slowly and not too far away, watching Ming Ruoxie's slender figure enter the big kitchen.
So, are you going to the kitchen to catch mice?
Sikong quickly walked over. As he walked, his clothes did not move and he fell to the ground silently.
Because of his poor health, he was always simmering soup in the kitchen. There was still a fire in the stove, but it was burning slowly.
Although there is only a little charcoal-red fire in the stove hole, it has already made it possible for the kitchen to be dark.
Sikong Ji first looked at a thin bamboo basket in the corner. If he remembered correctly, the cook would often put some rice soaked in spices in that thin bamboo basket, which would attract mice to eat it. , so as not to harm other foods.
"I was afraid that there would be a smell from dead mice in the kitchen, so I didn't use poison that could kill the mice. It was just some medicinal fragrance that increased the aroma of the rice. If the mice fell in, they wouldn't be able to get up.
So his first reaction was to go there and see if he had caught any mice tonight, so there was no need to bother.
But just when he was hesitating to remind her loudly, he saw Ming Ruoxie squatting down in the darkest corner, and then stopped moving.
Um?
Sikong Ji took two steps inside.
What are you doing?
Is there a mouse hole in the corner?
But she should at least have some tools. Is she going to catch mice with bare hands?
With Sikong Ji¡¯s cultivation level, Ming Ruoxie didn¡¯t realize that he was being followed at all. But she was always cautious, squatting with the door behind her and lowering her head, so that if someone came in suddenly, they wouldn't see what she was doing.
She squatted there with her back to Sikong Ji, stretched out her right hand and placed it on the ground, closing her eyes.
"Zhizhi."
Sikongji suddenly heard the sound of a mouse, which came from the wall in front of Ming Ruoxie.
Is there really a mouse hole there?
"Squeak, squeak."
Immediately afterwards there were several more rat noises.
Sikong Ji raised his eyebrows, a rat's nest?
There was a slight crawling sound, and Sikong Ji could hear several rats coming out.
How to catch her?
Sikong Ji always thought that Ming Ruoxie was going to catch the mice and then feed them some medicine to make them "obedient". This was already very incredible to him.
He followed here because he felt that he still needed his help if he wanted to catch mice.
Then he heard Ming Ruoxie say a few words in a very low voice.
But because her voice was too low, and it seemed to be different from her usual tone of voice, her tone was very low, so he only heard a few words.
"Be good. Godon't"
What are you talking about?
Then she stood up.
Sikongji immediately stepped out.
Ming Ruoxie turned around. At her feet, five or six rats squeaked and ran out quickly. Two more rats passed by Sikong Ji and crawled over his insteps.
Sikong Ji:
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Ming Ruoxie clapped her hands and walked out.
Sikongji watched her turn around and walk towards Shishuang Courtyard, looking much lighter than when she came here just now.
He continued to follow her and saw her entering the Shishuang Courtyard and her own private room.
Sikong Ji came to the window again, and when he looked around, he saw Ming Ruoxie undoing his belt.
He immediately got out of the way.
"Don't look at anything inappropriate."
Ming Ruoxie had half of his belt untied, glanced at the window, walked over and closed the window door and bolted it.
Hearing the sound, Sikong Ji, who was leaning against the wall outside, suddenly felt his face heat up.
He actually looked a bit like a thief picking flowers. He was outside the girl's boudoir window in the middle of the night.
Fortunately, Ming Ruoxie is not a flower, but a gray-faced maid.
He sighed, waited for a moment and knocked on the window again.
Ming Ruoxie is furious.
As soon as I lay down, I suddenly opened the quilt again.Teng rushed over, opened the window with a bang, and faced Sikong Ji's face, and his anger was extinguished by 80% in an instant.
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"Your Majesty, won't you go to bed?"
"I want to confirm, are there really spiders and mice going to Zhao Yuan's house to torment him?"
Ming Ruoxie was startled and stroked his forehead, "My lord, you are a man. It's not worth walking back and forth in the middle of the night just to tease others so little. But I can tell you that Xiaoshu and Xiaozhu will definitely go. of."
After saying that, he slammed the window again.
Her voice came from the window.
"If the prince comes again, I won't be polite."
She was covered in injuries, but when she lay down and stood up, she pulled badly.
Sikongji looked at the closed window and door, silently.
It was clear that all the mice were driven away, but not a single one was caught.
Whether he has these things to disturb Zhao Yuan in his plan is a very important key.
"It doesn't matter, I will trust you once."
"Believe her once without any basis."
Sikong Ji returned to Bohuan Courtyard, entered the study, lit a lamp, took out a piece of yellow paper, picked some cinnabar, added water to grind it, dipped his pen in and started writing on the yellow paper.
Soothing soul.
?Borrow the spirit of the dragon and the white jade Guanyin.
Remove evil spirits.
Keep me safe forever.
Zhao Mansion.
Zhao Yuan¡¯s bedroom.
Zhao Yuan was sleeping on a special jade pillow with his hands folded on his stomach. He didn't sleep very peacefully.
Once something bad happens during the day, Zhao Yuan will have a bad sleep that night.
And he must leave a candle in his room. The orange candlelight can only faintly penetrate a little light, and the bed is dim.
A black spider has slowly climbed onto the top of his bed, spinning silk and web.
There were sounds of mice, which seemed to be under his bed, but soon, several mice had already jumped onto his bed and climbed onto his quilt.
Five or six rats had bright eyes, like soldiers lurking in enemy territory. They climbed up a few times, stopped, waited to see if there was any movement, then quickly ran up a few steps, stopped, and ran again. A few steps.