"Yeah, the first seven, I heard it's the day when the dead come back to life. Feng Han, let's go and see it together?" She said. Then she looked back and saw the young man's face suddenly became very awkward, and she was secretly amused.

Even though she was in a strange situation now, she still couldn't feel awe for any "ghosts and gods". I wonder if a "charlatan" like Xin Fenghan would believe in strange powers and chaos? The reason for the change in his face was because he was afraid of ghosts, or was he afraid of ghosts?

, her "cold" sound?

The boy in front of him had already run away in a hurry. Under the bright moonlight, he could only see his blurry back on the corridor in front of him. Qinglan really wasn't sure about the direction he was heading: this prince's mansion was really too big.

When you come out of Peiyuxuan where "she" lives, there are pavilions and buildings everywhere, and the water in the pool is sparkling. It should be in the backyard of the Hou Mansion, right? It's probably a few miles away from the front yard where the mourning hall is; luckily it's late at night now

, although everything is dark, the bright lights in the mourning hall in the distance are the best guide.

Qing Lan was not in a hurry, and just walked forward casually with the young man, teasing him to tell more secrets along the way. Well, since she found out that he had only been with the young marquis for seven days, her attitude towards him had become much more casual and natural.

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"Fenghan, are you afraid of ghosts?" she said casually.[

"Ghost?" The young man snorted coldly, "My subordinates never do anything bad, so how can they be afraid of ghosts?"

"If it were a night like this, and a ghost suddenly appeared next to you, you wouldn't hesitate to talk to it, right?" She looked back and asked narrowly.

The young man raised his eyebrows, and there was more contempt on his beautiful face that was deliberately cold: "Little Marquis, only those of you who have done many evil things will be afraid of ghosts and retribution, right? The Qingjun Marquis is full of evil, and now he finally

It's over, are you afraid that you will end up in the eighteenth level of hell early? How can you talk to your subordinates here? If God has eyes, let this thief's soul appear in front of your subordinates, and your subordinates will have nothing to talk about.

All it takes is one sword to turn it into ashes and annihilate it!"

Qinglan felt more and more amused when he heard him say such words one by one, so she deliberately tempted him and said with a smile: "How can the Marquis of Qingjun be called full of evildoers? You said such words in the Marquis' mansion.

Come on, I’m afraid I don’t know who is going to hell!”

"My subordinates dare to speak, so naturally they are not afraid. If the young marquis is dissatisfied, he can just take his subordinates to task, but I still want to say that Hou Qingjin of Qingjun is a thief in the world. He has stolen the wealth of the world and the people of the world."

Peace! And you, the young Marquis Qinglan, just used your recognized godfather to occupy some of the people's support, so you are so rampant and treat the world's people as nothing, just for the sake of saving your subordinate's life.

, I would like to advise you: get out as soon as possible, and don’t regret it too late!”

When the young man said these words, his attitude was cold and firm, and his clear voice was sonorous, which could be heard far away in the empty night. It was so blatant that he seemed to be sure that she would not accuse him? Or maybe he was counting on it.

He asked her to ask him about his crime!

Qing Lan was shocked. She was not surprised that "she" and "her godfather" had a bad reputation; she was surprised that why the young marquis' name was also called Qing Lan?! She thought of what she saw in the mirror.
Chapter completed!