It was already time to hold the lights, but as usual, there were only a few lights in Yongguo Duke's mansion.

"Fourth Young Master, please let me light up all the lights in each courtyard. When you are back, it will always be lively." Xiang Bo walked in front with a lantern, and the light made the shadows of the master and servant long.

Chen Xiao's voice was faint: "No need, it's great, I want to walk around."

Xiang Bo stopped asking more questions, walked through a corridor full of green ivy, Xiang Bo pointed to the yard in front and said, "There is the plum garden where the prince lives."

Meiyuan is the residence of the prince Chen Yuan and his bridal chamber, where he died.

"Go in and take a look." Chen Xiao's voice was still faint, and he could not hear the joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

Xiang Bo walked a few steps faster and knocked on the gate of the Meiyuan Garden. After knocking for a while, no one came to answer the door. Seeing Chen Xiao frowned slightly, Xiang Bo explained: "After something happened between the prince and the prince's wife, all the people in the garden were taken to the imperial prison. After returning, the old slave took his own initiative and sent them to the village in Changping. Now, except for the women who were attending flowers and plants and cleaning in the garden, there was only Lao Yang. Lao Yang was the old lady's house with him. He was old and had no ability to hear. Don't blame the fourth son."

Mrs. Xian is Chen Xiao’s grandmother, who has been dead for many years.

Chen Xiao nodded and did not ask again.

At this time, with a creaking sound, the gate of the plum garden finally opened from inside, and a gray-haired old servant poked his head out.

Xiang Bo said loudly: "Old Yang, the fourth young master is back!"

Old Yang was stunned for a moment, looked at Chen Xiao, then looked at Old Yang, and asked in disbelief: "Fourth Young Master? Is it really the Fourth Young Master?"

Xiang Bo said: "That's right, this is the fourth young master, the fourth young master is fine."

Old Yang looked at Chen Xiao blankly, Chen Xiao patted his shoulder and raised his legs to step into the threshold.

As the name suggests, the plum garden is named after the plum trees. It is midsummer at this time, and you can’t see the plum blossoms in the garden, but looking around, the old plum trees are all a bit old.

Chen Xiao walked around the plum garden and said to Xiangbo: "This garden is very good, I will live here tonight."

Xiang Bo was surprised. Since the prince and the prince's wife both died here, the plum garden has become a haunted house. Even if the servants in the garden were not sent away, no one was willing to come here. The servants who were responsible for cleaning and serving flowers and trees were all brave.

"Fourth Young Master, why don't you let me clean up tomorrow, and you can live here again." Xiang Bo said.

"In midsummer, let the spinach and the others come here to move the bamboo bed. I only stay for one night, so there is no need to mobilize all the troops." Chen Xiao said.

Xiang Bo felt sad in his heart. The fourth young master wanted to accompany the prince here.

"Okay, I'll tell Spinach Girl now."

As he said that, Xiang Bo handed over the lantern in his hand. There was only one lamp at the door in the plum garden, and there was probably no lamp oil in each room.

Chen Xiao didn't reach out to pick him up. He shook his head and said, "No need, you can take it and follow the way."

Xiang Bo refused but had to walk out with a lantern. Chen Xiao looked at Lao Yang who had been following them and said, "Uncle Yang is older, so go to bed earlier."

Lao Yang seemed to have not heard it, and still looked at Chen Xiao with a gaze. Xiang Bo knew that he couldn't hear it clearly at all, so he pushed him and said, "Let's go, don't cause trouble for the fourth young master."

Old Yang murmured: "It's really like it, it's really like it."

When the two of them walked far away, Xiang Bo smiled and said, "You old guy, you have no ears, but your eyes are pretty good."

But Lao Yang was still murmuring: "It looks really similar."

"Of course it's like it. My nephew follows my uncle, how can I not be like it?" Xiang Bo said.

Xiang Bo walked out of the plum garden and specifically told Lao Yang not to close the door. He would also send the bamboo bed to him later. Lao Yang's ears were not good enough to avoid knocking on the door and hearing it.

The gate of the plum garden was closed, leaving a crack in the door.

Xiangbo held the lantern and quickly disappeared into the night.

In the darkness, a figure flashed out and quietly pushed the door open and went in.

Chen Xiao sat upside the beauty in the corridor, and through the window, there was Chen Yuan’s new house.

The house was painted again and there was no blood, but he had heard that Chen Yuan and his wife had almost shed a drop of blood, and the blood flowed out of the house to outside the house.

Chen Xiao sniffed his nose. After so long, he could still smell the blood. This was his brother's blood. His brother was here, shedding the last drop of blood from his body.

He sat in the corridor, his eyes moved away from the window little by little. He didn't need a lantern. Xiang Bo wouldn't know that he could see things at night.

Suddenly, he heard a little sound...it was the sound of the wind, the sound of the wind taken away by pedestrians when they walked at night.
Chapter completed!