The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

Chapter 1905 The Female Ghost in the Painting



Chapter 1905 The Female Ghost in the Painting

Lu Zhaoling and the others washed their faces and hands.

Zhou Shiyue was eating a steaming bowl of egg custard, while Lu Zhaoling hadn't even had a chance to eat yet. She told the Meng family to take a break so that Zhou Shiyue could rest and eat something.

He's still injured.

She drank half a cup of hot tea herself, and then had the Meng family wash Meng Si's face and hands and tidy him up.

Third Master Meng and Meng Rui were also slumped there, exhausted.

They didn't seem to feel it while on the carriage or on the road, but after they got back and sat down, they felt chills all over their bodies, their hands and feet were icy, and they were exhausted.

Seeing the father and son like this, Madam Meng felt sorry for them and personally cleaned them up.

No one dared to urge Lu Zhaoling.

Fortunately, Lu Zhaoling only slowed things down and didn't keep them waiting any longer.

She told the Meng family, "He should have a painting in his arms. Take it out."

She stopped doing it herself.

One of the young men from the Meng family immediately reached into Meng Si's arms and took out a painting.

"Give me."

Lu Zhaoling took the painting, walked to a pillar, and slammed it against the pillar.

The painting was hanging there against the pillar without falling down.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the portrait.

The painting depicts a beautiful woman draped in a thin veil, head slightly bowed, black hair flowing down, and delicate shoulders slightly exposed.

The beautiful woman supported herself on a piano stand with one hand, her fingers lightly pressing on the strings.

Meng Rui's eyes widened.

Is this the kind of painting of a beautiful woman?

The other boys turned their heads away in embarrassment.

For some reason, looking at such a beautiful woman makes them blush and feel shy.

The beauty in this painting exudes a captivating charm.

The three Meng brothers looked at each other in bewilderment.

Grand Secretary Meng, however, looked serious and asked Lu Zhaoling in a deep voice, "Your Highness, is this painting one of those bewitching ghost paintings from legend?"

Everyone stared at him in shock.

"Grandfather?" Meng Wencai was just a little shy thinking that his brother Si was secretly looking at such a painting, and now it was being displayed. Wouldn't he lose face when he woke up?

When she heard that this wasn't erotic art but ghost art, her face changed.

Lu Zhaoling gave Grand Secretary Meng an approving look.

"Grand Secretary Meng is indeed a man of great learning and talent. That's right, the painting depicts a female ghost."

When she said it so directly, the Meng family members all leaned back at the same time. Although they couldn't immediately back away or run away, this action was enough to express their fear.

Standing in the corner, Master Shang and happy Hong watched the Meng family members opposite them.

They were brought in, but Lu Zhaoling told them to keep quiet.

Judging from the Meng family's reaction, they're just watching a show.

Zhou Shiyue also glanced at the painting, and he suddenly paused, his gaze falling on the beautiful woman's face.

Aoki and Aoyu stood to the side, both noticing the prince's reaction.

The two exchanged a glance instinctively.

"What is this, Your Highness?" Qingyu asked in a low voice.

"Perhaps they sensed something was amiss?" Aoki's voice was even lower.

Qingyu: "......"

This painting is a ghost painting to begin with. The princess has already said that it depicts a female ghost, which is already inappropriate. Why would we need to look at it again?

But if it wasn't for this reason, what else could have made the prince stare so intently?

We can't exactly say that the prince was also bewitched by that female ghost, can we?

They all saw Zhou Shiyue's reaction, and Lu Zhaoling naturally saw it too.

She glanced at Zhou Shiyue, but Zhou Shiyue didn't even notice her gaze, still looking thoughtfully at the woman in the painting.

To onlookers, he was simply mesmerized by the woman.

The Meng family members didn't look at him.

"Is this a female ghost? Is she now sealed inside the painting by the princess?" Grand Secretary Meng asked.

"No, it was just taken out of Meng Si's arms. I haven't even used it yet."

Lu Zhaoling temporarily withdrew her gaze from Zhou Shiyue.

She looked at the painting.

The window opposite opened, letting in sunlight, and now a ray of sunlight is shining directly on the painting.

The golden sunlight bathed the woman in the painting in a warm glow, making her appear even more charming and alluring.

But it is precisely this kind of sunshine that prevents her from going out for the time being.

"It's broad daylight now, and the sun is shining directly on her, so she wouldn't dare to move or come out. Don't worry," Lu Zhaoling explained.

"However, I took out this painting to let you know what happened to Meng Si."

Lu Zhaoling said, "After Meng Si got this painting, he must have often listened to the female ghost playing the zither at night and chatted with her."

"Huh?" Meng Rui immediately said, "No wonder Brother Si never lets us go to see him at night anymore!"

Meng Wencai also remembered and said, "I remember now. One night, just as night fell, my mother said she would bring him some dumplings to try. I took the dumplings over and heard a zither playing. The music sounded very gentle, but he didn't have a zither at all."

Moreover, they had never heard Meng Si play the zither before.

Meng Si was more skilled in calligraphy, and among musical instruments, he preferred the xiao (a type of vertical bamboo flute).

Later, Meng Si told her that she had misheard.

Meng Wencai was puzzled for a long time, wondering if she had misheard.

Her gaze shifted to the piano in the painting, and her expression became even more terrified.

"Could it be that this female ghost was playing the piano in his room back then?"

"Si'er!"

Upon hearing this, Madam Meng swayed.

Grandpa Meng calmed himself and asked Lu Zhaoling, "Your Highness, I've heard that these female ghosts suck the lifeblood of men..."

He wanted to ask if Meng Si was being haunted by this female ghost, making love to her every night, which was why his body was so exhausted.

I've heard of this kind of thing before.

Lu Zhaoling shook her head. "No, Meng Si shouldn't have been bothered by her to do anything yet." She paused and looked at Meng Si. "This female ghost is probably the kind that he admires and respects, so he's probably listening to the zither and discussing ancient and modern topics."

"This is a talented woman?" Grandpa Meng was taken aback.

“Maybe?” Lu Zhaoling said. “I’ve never met her, and we haven’t talked. It’s possible that her talent is just an act.”

"Then what exactly does she want?" Madam Meng asked. "Where did Si'er go, and how did she end up like this?"

Third Master Meng quickly told them where they had found Meng Si.

It also explained the circumstances under which Meng Si was rescued.

Upon hearing that Meng Si had been hung in such a place, Madam Meng almost fainted.

"This is truly a great favor from the Princess!"

"Meng Si's life was saved by the Princess."

Lu Zhaoling shook her head, "Let's not talk about that now, let's talk about this female ghost."

"What does this female ghost want? She probably wants Meng Si to help her find a chance to return to life."

"However, she also seduced the ghost cultivator at the mass grave. This time, the female ghost and the ghost cultivator probably deceived each other and did not agree on what they were going to do. The female ghost did not want Meng Si's life, but only helped him to go there, but she did not know that the ghost cultivator wanted Meng Si's soul."


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