Jiang Ancheng insisted on sending Jiang Si back to Haitangju. After returning to the study, he took off the sword hung on the wall and rubbed the cold blade.

After a few more days, he will definitely give Dou Qitong a severe lesson. It is not difficult to find a cause, as long as it does not involve his daughter.

Jiang Si walked all the way, returned to Haitangju, where her feet were cold, and she went to shoes and socks and leaned on the smoked cage to keep warm.

Ah Qiao brought a cup of **** tea.

Jiang Si took it, taking a sip without sipping.

Aman was hesitant to speak a few times, but when Jiang Si didn't say a word, he was afraid that it would annoy the master when he mentioned it.

"Aman, Aqiao, you can find out which courtyard Uncle Dou Biao lives in today."

"Girl?" Aman looked at Jiang Si, with joy hidden in surprise.

Is the girl ready to do something exciting again?

Jiang Si held the teacup and smiled faintly: "If conditions permit, let's try not to leave an overnight hatred."

Only after revenge is avenged on the same day, she doesn’t want a gentleman to revenge for ten years. Who knows if the enemy is still there after ten years, what if she is struck by lightning?

Ah Man nodded excitedly: "Ah."

Ah Qiao was at a loss: "How--"

Aman dragged her out: "Quickly ask, tell you on the way..."

As the two maids walked away, the room became quiet.

Jiang Si leaned on the smoker's cage, and picked up one of the scrolls to pass the time.

There was fine snow outside, and the sky and the earth were white, but there were no windows in the room, and the light was a little darker through the translucent window paper.

With such light, Jiang Si didn't really read the book, and her thoughts were not on the book.

Yu Qi hasn't contacted her for a few days, and he doesn't know what bad tricks he is holding back after being hit by his father.

It's strange to say that those who had been thinking about staying away from him before, always felt that he appeared in front of her more often, so much that she was upset. And now, but there is no news from him for a few days, I actually remember it.

Jiang Si put down the scroll, and leaned against the smoker, the bamboo smoker was slightly bent.

She suddenly remembered being pressed by him on the smoker's cage that night, and her clothes were almost roasted by charcoal...

Jiang Si thought about it and couldn't help but laugh.

It's a rare thing to be able to think of someone upright and honestly.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Si was drowsy leaning on the smoked cage, Aqiao and Aman rushed back.

Ah Qiao replied, "Girl, Dou Biao lives in Luofengju."

Luofengju? There is next to my second brother’s Tingzhuju.

Jiang Si thought of this, and his heart became more responsive.

Dou Biao looked like a quiet woman, regardless of her true temperament. Since her father would be far away from her because of today's affairs, she would not specifically target her.

Uncle Dou Biao can't.

Jiang seemed to think that the man's mind might not be normal, otherwise he would dare to rush to tease a young girl in someone else's home.

Isn't this sick?

Such a person, she would never allow her to stay in the Bofu.

The elders in this family are unkind and don't have much warmth, but no matter where she lives for a long time, there is such a person who bows his head and doesn't look up, doesn't it add to himself.

What's more, there are other sisters in the house. If you meet such a person in the garden, you will be in trouble.

"Get ready, let's go to Luofengju in the evening."

Ah Man was overjoyed, and it was ready.

Ah Qiao lifted his eyelids slightly, but was indifferent.

Looking at the reaction of the two maids, Jiang Si twitched the corners of his mouth and waved them out.

Get a good night's sleep and work well at night.

At night, the lanterns everywhere in the Bo's House lit up early, illuminating the ground with white flowers.

The snow has stopped, crushed and melted in the cracks of the stone slabs, forming a thin layer of ice.

The two figures walked cautiously on the road, without lanterns, and the black cloak merged with the darkness.

"Girl, there is no one on the road."

Jiang Si smiled.

If it wasn't for such a cold day to do something shameful at night, who would come out.

When he reached the second door, Aman took out the key and opened the door quietly, feeling excited.

Since the girl gave her the key to the second door at the beginning of the year, this day has been wonderful.

There are no stars and moons in the sky, only layers of dark clouds are piled up. Fortunately, the lights dotted on the eaves of the promenade do not make people's eyes dark.

The wind is cold, like a knife cutting on the tender skin, occasionally passing under a tree, snow will fall down, and the back of the neck will be cold.

The master and servant supported them all the way and finally came to Luofengju.

This kind of front yard does not have a gate, only a moon gate that is neither high nor short.

Jiang Si held on to the wall of the moon gate and looked inward coldly.

Luo Fengju had turned off the lights.

There was a rumor in Bairili Mansion that the newly-comer Dou family had hit an evil spirit in the garden, and it was the ghost of the red moon who had dropped into the pond in autumn.

Aman told Jiang Si the rumors he heard, and Jiang Si smiled.

After Hongyue drowned, Mother Xiao sat by the pool at night to mourn her daughter. The news of the haunting came out because of being beaten out by Yu Qi. Since then, even though the old lady and the others have explicitly forbidden to spread it indiscriminately, the rumors of haunting the garden in private have not been put down by the servants.

And she was thinking at the time that it was convenient for her to have such a rumor.

Sure enough, after Uncle Dou Biao was discovered with a pig-headed face, he dared not tell the real reason, and people immediately thought of haunting things.

Jiang Si raised his foot and walked in.

Dou Qitong was lying on the soft mattress, wrapped in a brocade quilt exuding a faint fragrance, and he was dazed and not asleep.

There were a few red marks on his face, and he could not sleep well because of the pain.

Turning over, Dou Qitong felt a urge to urinate, and vaguely called the urinal who was sleeping outside.

Xiao Si was someone who followed from Jinsha, and Dou Qitong used it without pressure and smoothly.

But the little servant who was accustomed to serving did not respond.

Dou Qitong yelled a few more times, but the young man did not yell, and he yelled out his sleepiness.

He had to open his eyes.

The room was quiet and dark.

After a while, his eyes adjusted to the darkness, and finally he could vaguely see the outline of the furnishings in the house.

Dou Qitong cursed and propped up, but suddenly his expression became stiff.

There was breathing sound, even and long.

Accompanied by the sound of breathing, there is an inexplicable fragrance.

The incense is very weak, but it smells good and tight.

Dou Qitong trembled his lips and wanted to ask "who", but he dared not vomit the word for a long time.

He suddenly thought of the rumors he had heard when he went back to the front yard during the day when he saw the wound on his face.

The garden of the Bofu is haunted!

My God, how can such a beautiful place with flowers be haunted?

Could it be that the stunning girl in the red cloak that came to him in the snow in the sky was a ghost?

It's so good-looking, so cold, so unsparing when it strikes people, what is it if it is not a ghost?

How can there be such a girl in this world!

The female ghost asked him for her life?

With this thought, Dou Qitong's tail vertebra became numb, and he couldn't move.

At this time, the room suddenly lit up.