Author: Yan Qianyan

By this time, the sky had darkened, and the palace people had lit the lights early.

By the light of the candlelight, Su Shixia quickly took stock of the situation in the dormitory.

No one has lived in the house for a long time. Although it is always cleaned on weekdays, due to the lack of popularity, even the air seems to be filled with a cold smell.

Xiao Qin Zhan was obviously still a little scared. After entering the house, he held Su Shixia's hand tightly and refused to let go.

Seeing that Su Shixia had been looking around curiously and carefully, sometimes confused and sometimes frowning, as if she was looking for something, he did not dare to disturb Su Shixia more.

Remembering that Young Master Mo was following them, the little guy struggled for a moment, and finally let go of Su Shixia's hand decisively. He quickly ran to Mr. Mo's side with his short legs and stretched out his hand to grab his sleeve and shake it.

.

"Um?"

Mr. Mo lowered his eyes and looked at him in confusion, and saw the little guy's face wrinkled in grievance. He tried his best to reach out to him and mouthed something silently.

"Master, I'm scared! Hug!"

Mr. Mo tilted his head and coughed lightly, trying hard to hide the smile in his eyes.

Xiao Qin Zhan has always been well-behaved and sensible, and occasionally acts coquettishly, but he mostly acts coquettishly towards Su Shixia.

It was the first time Mr. Mo encountered his "asking for help", and he couldn't help but laugh in his heart. However, he was worried about Xiao Qin Zhan's face, so he still put on a serious look on his face and leaned over to hug him in.

In arms.

"Don't worry. Didn't your mother tell you that the two people who died in this palace...if they have spirits in heaven, they will only protect you and will never harm you."

"I understand the truth, but I'm still afraid when I should be afraid."

Little Qin Zhan lay on Mr. Mo's shoulder, rarely showing the willfulness of a child.

"I'm a kid anyway, so it doesn't matter if I'm timid."

The smile in Mr. Mo's eyes became a little deeper.

Xiao Qin Zhan used to be close to him, but he always only showed his best side to him, but now he dared to expose his weaknesses clearly in front of him.

This should prove that this little guy trusts him more and more now, right?

"Yes, children can be willful."

Mr. Mo responded with a smile, patted him on the back and said, "If you are really scared, wait until the offerings are placed and I will take you back after the worship."

"That won't work, I... we have to wait for mother!"

Xiao Qinzhan's attitude towards this matter is very firm.

Noticing Mr. Mo looking at him, he even whispered something into Mr. Mo's ear.

"I heard that those gods and ghosts are fond of yin and afraid of yang. The two men here are more yang. If we also leave and leave two women, mother and sister Duoduo,

Aren't they more dangerous?"

Where did this kid learn all these messy things?

Mr. Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry and was about to ask him a few more questions.

Su Shixia, who was not far away, suddenly sighed in a low voice.

"Looking at it this way...it looks really similar."

When she said this, the other three people in the room followed her gaze and looked over at the same time.

Qian Duoduo had been following Su Shixia, and she immediately saw clearly what Su Shixia had noticed before. After reading it, she also showed a little surprise on her face, and subconsciously turned her head towards Xiao Qin Zhan

I took a second look at him.

Mr. Mo was holding little Qin Zhan while standing aside and "whispering", putting some distance between him and Su Shixia.

Hearing this, he took a few steps forward and walked around a partition, only to see that Su Shixia was standing facing a wall.

And there is a painting hanging on the wall.

It is a portrait with two people painted on it, a mother and son.

The woman has a graceful figure, beautiful appearance, and luxurious clothes. She is of good status at first glance.

With a gentle and loving smile on her face, she was looking down at the child sitting on her lap.

The child is a boy. He looks about four or five years old. He is dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe. His little body is very round. He has a white and cute little face and delicate eyebrows. At first glance,

He really looks a lot like Xiao Qin Zhan.

When Xiao Qin Zhan saw the portrait, he was startled for a moment. When he saw clearly the appearance of the boy in the painting, he couldn't help but touch his little face, and then asked Su Shixia uncertainly.

"Mother, is the child in the portrait... the second prince back then?"

"Um."

Su Shixia looked up at the portrait, nodded and said: "To be specially painted as a portrait and hung here, the people in this painting should be Empress Shu and the second prince."

"As expected, they are somewhat related by blood. They look like a family."

Qian Duoduo couldn't help but sigh, and asked tentatively: "Princess, it's almost time. Please light the incense candle now?"

The sacrifices for worship have been prepared in advance. In addition to the pastries and fruits placed on the table in front of the portrait, Qian Duoduo also carries a bamboo basket in his arms, which contains incense candles.

paper money.

They didn't need to bring these specially. Su Shixia was afraid of asking the palace people to bring them specially, so he blessed the paper money in advance.

She didn't have a good impression of the Qin family. Although the Concubine Shu was Qin Yi's aunt, Su Shixia had never even met her and had no kinship with her.

The reason why she took the matter of worshiping Concubine Shu and her son so seriously was entirely out of sympathy.

Su Shixia felt panicked when she thought that the second prince, who was only about the same age as Xiao Qin Zhan, died together with his mother.

On the day Qin Yi returned to Beijing, if her "time travel" had not forcibly reversed the direction of fate, she and her Zhan'er would have ended up with the same fate as Concubine Shu and her son...

As soon as this idea came out of her mind, Su Shixia's brows couldn't help but frown tightly.

strangeness……

Why does it feel like the anger and resentment in her heart has gotten heavier and heavier since she entered this house?

"princess?"

Qian Duoduo saw that Su Shixia didn't respond for a long time, and called her softly again.

"There's no rush yet."

Su Shixia narrowed her eyes and stared at the painting hanging on the wall for a long time, then suddenly said: "Duoduo, come on, come here and help me, let's move this table together.

I want to take down the painting and take a closer look."

The portrait was hung close to the wall, and the table on which the offerings were placed was right under the portrait and close to the wall. Su Shixia had to step on the table if he wanted to get the painting.

She didn't want to contaminate the offerings on the table, so she had to move the table first.

Qian Duoduo was stunned for a moment when he heard Su Shixia's instructions.

She nodded blankly, put down the basket in her hand and was about to step forward to help, when Master Mo suddenly asked: "What are you doing with that portrait? Is there something wrong with that portrait?"

"I'm not sure now, so I have to check."

Mr. Mo frowned slightly, and after looking up at the portrait, he finally nodded.

"Okay, don't move the desk, I'll just take down the portrait."

After Mr. Mo finished speaking, he put Xiao Qin Zhan down and was about to use Qinggong to jump forward to get the portrait when an angry shout suddenly came from the door.
Chapter completed!