Some things will come to you even if you hide and don’t touch them.
In December, it was rare that it would not snow any more on this day. Early in the morning, all the male servants gathered in the yard.
Elder Youcang stood in front of everyone wearing a black fox fur, searching the crowd.
Today, I will select two close servants for the old palace master. If you pick one, you will follow him to the palace master’s courtyard with your own things.Elder Youcang said, pointing at a male puppet with a gray coat beside him.
Xihe looked at the male puppet and frowned tightly. She remembered that guy, that guy, who caused her to be slapped twice by Mu Qianye, would be strange if she didn't have a deep impression.
Elder Youcang's eyes swung around the courtyard and finally landed on Xihe, the only masked one inside. He pointed at Xihe and said: Come out.
Xihe was stunned, comforted Xiaoyang who was worried beside him, and kept walking out of the crowd.
Elder Youcang glanced at her, chose a boy below, and said to the two of you: From now on, you will follow the orders of the old palace master. Let's prepare now.
Xihe and the boy stood and replied stiffly: Yes.
Then Elder Youcang stopped talking and left by himself. The puppets in the yard dispersed, and only Xiaoyang was still standing there watching her.
Seeing that the gray-clothed puppet was not moving, Xihe pulled Xiaoyang back to their room.
As soon as he entered the door, Xiaoyang hugged her tightly and refused to let go. Xihe heard his sob, patted his back helplessly and coaxed softly: Xiaoyang, be good, I don’t want to be separated from you, but if I don’t go, we will die. Xiaoyang should not cry. I promise you that you will come to see you if you have the chance in the future, and I will take you out of here.
As he said that, Xihe felt that Xiaoyang's strength was a little weaker, and knew that he was sensible, and comforted him and caressed his soft hair.
At this moment, her heart was also uneasy. What kind of role is the old palace master, but she still had to serve him personally. Xihe was really uneasy. She didn't know if she could spend her next life safely in Mu Sihai's eyes. Moreover, she would no longer be free after going there. She could no longer go to the vegetable garden, and she could not get close to the woods. Everything seemed to be bad.
Xiaoyang raised his head and stared at her with red eyes. Xihe read out his uneasiness from it, and hurriedly nodded and affirmed: I promised Xiaoyang that I will do it. As long as Xiaoyang stays here obediently, I will come to see you. When I find the opportunity, we can leave here together.
Xiaoyang reluctantly let go of her, but still pulled her clothes. Xihe suddenly thought that when she first came here, she asked Xiaoyang to pull her clothes like this, turned around and hugged Xiaoyang, and promised in his ear: Xiaoyang is waiting for me here, I will definitely come back.
Xiaoyang nodded desperately in her arms with tears in her eyes.
Xihe had nothing, and she followed the gray-clothed puppet with the pot of the newly grown plant. Before stepping out of the yard, she looked back quietly, saw the little boy's rabbit-like face behind the door, and quietly waved her hand and left.
Stepping into the yard, Xihe glanced carefully. The yard was not too big, and there were only four rooms inside. The gray-clothed puppet stood outside one of the rooms with her and another puppet. As soon as she stood still, a thick sound came from inside, and the puppet took them in.
After April, Xihe met Mu Sihai for the second time. This time, when he came into close contact with Xihe, he could clearly see the man's hair behind the desk. His face was not like a father and son at all. Mu Qianye was like a monster, while Mu Sihai's appearance was too ordinary. It is said that the two were father and son, so Mu Qianye must have followed his mother's appearance.
Mu Sihai's outline is extremely hard. Even though his hair is now blooming and his face has traces of time, he just sat there and read quietly, giving people a strong feeling, and his whole body is full of aggressiveness.
Mu Sihai's eyes fell directly on Xihe and the other boy. He looked at them a few times, then raised his fingers slightly and said to the gray-clothed puppet standing on the side: Take them down and take turns to the night as usual.
The gray-clothed puppet saluted them and retreated.
The gray-clothed puppet arranged them in the room at the corner of the yard, told them some precautions, and then chose the boy to go to the night. Xihe took over his shift half a month later, and the two of them took turns to wait for him to leave, Xihe lay in front of the window and carefully glanced at the yard.
The room she and the boy lived in was opposite him, and one of the remaining two rooms was his bedroom, and the other one should have those girls.
Originally, Xihe thought it was very big, but now it seems that she was wrong. The yard is not big, and so far, except for the gray-clothed puppet, she has not even seen the male servants who served the old palace master in the past. This yard is so weird that it makes her uneasy.
Soon someone came to knock on the door. Xihe watched the gray-clothed puppet walk out of the study and take the lunch box. It was already breakfast time.
The gray-clothed puppet took the lunch box into the study, and after half a minute, he came out and placed the box on the stone table in the center of the yard, clapping his hands.
Xihe paid attention to his side and saw that the boy really set out and walked out and followed him.
At the same time, there was also movement in the room next to them. After a while, eight girls also stood around the stone table.
The gray-clothed puppet opened the lunch box and gave them rice. The food inside was much better than usual in Xihe.
Xihe and nine puppets sat around the stone table and ate silently. Looking at the girls beside her, she frowned. It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be. Every time Elder Youcang brought out fifteen girls from the backyard, there shouldn't be only such a few people after each batch was replaced. Moreover, Xihe always felt that the yard was filled with an undetectable but very strange smell of blood.
With full of doubts and anxiety, Xihe stayed in the room and was always paying attention to the movements opposite him.
The gray-clothed puppet was obviously a personal servant that Mu Sihai used to. Except for the gray-clothed puppet, they had nothing to do with the other eight girls. Except for being gathered during meals, they usually stayed in their own room. As a result, Xihe's uneasiness became stronger and stronger. Until nightfall, the boy next to him went to the opposite room.
There were eight puppet girls living next door, so the only one left was the room opposite them. The gray-clothed puppet told me in the morning that I would sleep in the small side room outside Mu Sihai’s bedroom, so she was the only one left in the room at night.
Looking at the hourglass she made in the room, the lights on the opposite room just after Xu and the whole yard fell into darkness immediately, only the two small lights hanging at the entrance of the yard emitted a miserable dark blue light.
In December, it was rare that it would not snow any more on this day. Early in the morning, all the male servants gathered in the yard.
Elder Youcang stood in front of everyone wearing a black fox fur, searching the crowd.
Today, I will select two close servants for the old palace master. If you pick one, you will follow him to the palace master’s courtyard with your own things.Elder Youcang said, pointing at a male puppet with a gray coat beside him.
Xihe looked at the male puppet and frowned tightly. She remembered that guy, that guy, who caused her to be slapped twice by Mu Qianye, would be strange if she didn't have a deep impression.
Elder Youcang's eyes swung around the courtyard and finally landed on Xihe, the only masked one inside. He pointed at Xihe and said: Come out.
Xihe was stunned, comforted Xiaoyang who was worried beside him, and kept walking out of the crowd.
Elder Youcang glanced at her, chose a boy below, and said to the two of you: From now on, you will follow the orders of the old palace master. Let's prepare now.
Xihe and the boy stood and replied stiffly: Yes.
Then Elder Youcang stopped talking and left by himself. The puppets in the yard dispersed, and only Xiaoyang was still standing there watching her.
Seeing that the gray-clothed puppet was not moving, Xihe pulled Xiaoyang back to their room.
As soon as he entered the door, Xiaoyang hugged her tightly and refused to let go. Xihe heard his sob, patted his back helplessly and coaxed softly: Xiaoyang, be good, I don’t want to be separated from you, but if I don’t go, we will die. Xiaoyang should not cry. I promise you that you will come to see you if you have the chance in the future, and I will take you out of here.
As he said that, Xihe felt that Xiaoyang's strength was a little weaker, and knew that he was sensible, and comforted him and caressed his soft hair.
At this moment, her heart was also uneasy. What kind of role is the old palace master, but she still had to serve him personally. Xihe was really uneasy. She didn't know if she could spend her next life safely in Mu Sihai's eyes. Moreover, she would no longer be free after going there. She could no longer go to the vegetable garden, and she could not get close to the woods. Everything seemed to be bad.
Xiaoyang raised his head and stared at her with red eyes. Xihe read out his uneasiness from it, and hurriedly nodded and affirmed: I promised Xiaoyang that I will do it. As long as Xiaoyang stays here obediently, I will come to see you. When I find the opportunity, we can leave here together.
Xiaoyang reluctantly let go of her, but still pulled her clothes. Xihe suddenly thought that when she first came here, she asked Xiaoyang to pull her clothes like this, turned around and hugged Xiaoyang, and promised in his ear: Xiaoyang is waiting for me here, I will definitely come back.
Xiaoyang nodded desperately in her arms with tears in her eyes.
Xihe had nothing, and she followed the gray-clothed puppet with the pot of the newly grown plant. Before stepping out of the yard, she looked back quietly, saw the little boy's rabbit-like face behind the door, and quietly waved her hand and left.
Stepping into the yard, Xihe glanced carefully. The yard was not too big, and there were only four rooms inside. The gray-clothed puppet stood outside one of the rooms with her and another puppet. As soon as she stood still, a thick sound came from inside, and the puppet took them in.
After April, Xihe met Mu Sihai for the second time. This time, when he came into close contact with Xihe, he could clearly see the man's hair behind the desk. His face was not like a father and son at all. Mu Qianye was like a monster, while Mu Sihai's appearance was too ordinary. It is said that the two were father and son, so Mu Qianye must have followed his mother's appearance.
Mu Sihai's outline is extremely hard. Even though his hair is now blooming and his face has traces of time, he just sat there and read quietly, giving people a strong feeling, and his whole body is full of aggressiveness.
Mu Sihai's eyes fell directly on Xihe and the other boy. He looked at them a few times, then raised his fingers slightly and said to the gray-clothed puppet standing on the side: Take them down and take turns to the night as usual.
The gray-clothed puppet saluted them and retreated.
The gray-clothed puppet arranged them in the room at the corner of the yard, told them some precautions, and then chose the boy to go to the night. Xihe took over his shift half a month later, and the two of them took turns to wait for him to leave, Xihe lay in front of the window and carefully glanced at the yard.
The room she and the boy lived in was opposite him, and one of the remaining two rooms was his bedroom, and the other one should have those girls.
Originally, Xihe thought it was very big, but now it seems that she was wrong. The yard is not big, and so far, except for the gray-clothed puppet, she has not even seen the male servants who served the old palace master in the past. This yard is so weird that it makes her uneasy.
Soon someone came to knock on the door. Xihe watched the gray-clothed puppet walk out of the study and take the lunch box. It was already breakfast time.
The gray-clothed puppet took the lunch box into the study, and after half a minute, he came out and placed the box on the stone table in the center of the yard, clapping his hands.
Xihe paid attention to his side and saw that the boy really set out and walked out and followed him.
At the same time, there was also movement in the room next to them. After a while, eight girls also stood around the stone table.
The gray-clothed puppet opened the lunch box and gave them rice. The food inside was much better than usual in Xihe.
Xihe and nine puppets sat around the stone table and ate silently. Looking at the girls beside her, she frowned. It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be. Every time Elder Youcang brought out fifteen girls from the backyard, there shouldn't be only such a few people after each batch was replaced. Moreover, Xihe always felt that the yard was filled with an undetectable but very strange smell of blood.
With full of doubts and anxiety, Xihe stayed in the room and was always paying attention to the movements opposite him.
The gray-clothed puppet was obviously a personal servant that Mu Sihai used to. Except for the gray-clothed puppet, they had nothing to do with the other eight girls. Except for being gathered during meals, they usually stayed in their own room. As a result, Xihe's uneasiness became stronger and stronger. Until nightfall, the boy next to him went to the opposite room.
There were eight puppet girls living next door, so the only one left was the room opposite them. The gray-clothed puppet told me in the morning that I would sleep in the small side room outside Mu Sihai’s bedroom, so she was the only one left in the room at night.
Looking at the hourglass she made in the room, the lights on the opposite room just after Xu and the whole yard fell into darkness immediately, only the two small lights hanging at the entrance of the yard emitted a miserable dark blue light.