When they arrived at Bilian's residence, they closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiang Qingning let go of Bilian: "Don't let your face touch the water. I'll make it lighter for you in two days."

"Thank you." Bilian didn't know what to say. She felt like she had survived a catastrophe. She was very lucky and grateful.

He waved his hand to Qing Ning: "It's okay. If your face hurts, my hands will hurt too. Protecting your face is also protecting my own hands. After all, the effects of force are mutual."

She relies on these hands to eat.

"Anyway, I still have to thank you." Bilian's eyes showed admiration, although she didn't understand the last sentence.

In fact, she was no stranger to this woman. Although she had never interacted with her, and she was just a palace maid beside the Queen Mother, she had become very famous in the past two years.

Where is it famous?

You Mingzai never concealed her deep love for her prince, even though her prince never gave her a look.

Therefore, in her perception, she was just a daydreaming nymphomaniac who didn't know the world, but she didn't expect that she had such extraordinary abilities.

"If you need my help in the future, just ask." Bilian promised vaguely.

Xiang Qingning looked at the sky outside the window: "Okay, you can rest. It should be almost time for dinner, I have to go there early."

...

This time, she came early and only a few people arrived.

There is a special dining hall for the servants to eat. The servants and maids are separated, and there are long tables. The meals are prepared for each person and placed on the table.

She found a random place to sit down, and the others sat far away from her, whispering to each other, pointing at her, and laughing from time to time.

She didn't bother to pay attention and just ate her own food.

In fact, the food in Wangfu is quite good.

A bowl of thick rice, two vegetarian dishes, and a portion of tofu soup. Although it is not comparable to her exquisite modern life, it is better than the food of the palace servants.

After eating, she went back to her room, turned on the lamp, poured some water, washed herself briefly, and then got on the bed.

Anyway, no one assigned her anything to do, and Zhong Li had no intention of asking her to investigate the case together.

But just in case, she didn't take off the makeup on her face.

He leaned against the bed and read the script again by candlelight.

Tonight's plot in the script is Xia Xue's death. Bi Lian is not mentioned, so naturally there will be no mention of Bi Lian being punished in the mourning hall.

So, can she understand this, because the original setting of Qing Ning is that she is dead, but she survived, so that everything about her next is unknown, including the scenes in which she participated, including this scene

Other people involved?

So what is the use of this script to her?

Just to let her know the fate of the others?

I don't know anything about my own destiny.

Thinking of her fate, she couldn't help but turn to the ending.

"The sharp and sharp scale hook pierced the throat bit by bit, and thick blood overflowed along the scale hook, but not much, like the first bloom of a blood plum. As half of the scale hook sank into the throat cavity, the object was weighed again.

The person was hoisted up in such a way that the hole in the throat was torn open due to the weight, and hot blood began to gush out like a spring, dyeing the entire neck red..."

The image of Bu Fengli being tortured suddenly appeared in her mind. Emma closed the script with a "snap" and shuddered.

Perverted, the current emperor is completely perverted. Can't you kill someone happily? He actually invented this kind of capital punishment!

Leaning towards the head of the bed, I couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

The world is so unpredictable. Who would have thought that the fourth prince Bu Fengli, who was arrogant and domineering at this time, had all the power, had unlimited glory, and had the name of the God of War, would fail in the mutiny in the future, suffer such torture, and end up with such a tragic end?

"Bang——"

A crashing sound suddenly sounded, startling her.

When he came back to his senses, he heard several more sounds one after another.

It seemed to be coming from the wing next door.

Isn’t the room next door vacant and unoccupied?

So what is this movement?

mouse?

No, mice can't make such a loud noise.

After listening for a while, there was no sound again, so she didn't worry anymore and stuffed the script under her pillow. Just as she was about to turn on the light and go to sleep, the sound suddenly started again.

One after another.

With the attitude of not wanting to cause trouble, she originally planned to ignore it, put out the candle, and lay down. Unexpectedly, the noise next door became more and more noisy and the noise became denser.

Even with my face covered, I could still hear clearly.

Does this prevent people from sleeping?

She stood up and sat up again.

I sat and listened in the dark for a while, hoping it would stop. Unexpectedly, the sound next door showed no sign of stopping at all, and instead the sound became louder and louder.

What are you doing?

What does it mean?

She got out of bed, lit the candle again, took her coat and put it on her body, and opened the door.

It's dark outside and it must be getting late.

I came to the window next door to see what was going on inside, but found that it was pitch black inside and I couldn't see anything.

She knocked on the door, but there was no response.

I tried pushing the door, but it wouldn't open.

She had to go back to her room and bring out the candle.

Fortunately, the window in the wing room was open. Although the entire window was nailed with something similar to a fishing net, the mesh could be seen.

Although there was candlelight, it was bright on the outside and dark on the inside, so it still didn't look good from the inside, so she had to move closer to the mesh.

But as soon as she got closer, before she could see clearly what was going on inside, she suddenly saw a black shadow flying straight towards her. The reason why she said it was smashing was because the speed of that thing was really astonishingly fast, giving people the impression that

It's like it was smashed over.

"Ah!" She exclaimed in fright and instinctively stepped back.

Fortunately, there are fishing nets blocking it.

The black thing fell on the fishing net.

Through the candlelight, the outline of the black thing gradually became clear, and her eyes widened in shock.

bat!

It’s a bat!

Probably because of the firelight, the bat quickly flew away.

As her eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, her vision gradually became clearer and she could vaguely see what was going on in the room.

Bats, lots of bats, lots of them.

Flying around, flying around.

And the continuous "bang bang" sounds are because these bats hit the wall?

No, it's not a wall. Bats have their own echo recognition, so it's impossible to hit a wall. Moreover, this object is reflective.

She looked carefully again.

It's a bronze mirror!

A large bronze mirror was erected in front of the four walls of the house.

She remembered that it was written in the script that Bu Fengli had a powerful weapon that was used on the battlefield, and that was the bat swarm.

As we all know, bats rely on echolocation, that is, their ultrasonic waves are emitted and the echoes reflected back when they encounter obstacles are used to judge the terrain and respond.

When faced with ordinary objects or ordinary terrain, they are diffusely reflected. They can receive enough echoes and can accurately make judgments and avoid obstacles accurately.

But if they are facing an extremely smooth surface, it is a mirror reflection. They can receive little or no echo, so they cannot accurately judge whether there are obstacles in front of them, and they can easily hit them.

This is why so many bats hit the glass of skyscrapers in modern times.

So, by deliberately placing bronze mirrors, are you training these bats?

It was then that she realized why Cui Ning did not arrange her to live where the maids lived, but arranged her here alone.
Chapter completed!