Super détecteur de fantômes

Chapitre 26

Shen Zhili looked around, and before finding Su Chenche, she was once again blinded by the fair arms, chests and thighs of the beauties that were inadvertently revealed, and her face flushed.

She'd seen plenty of beautiful women... but when they piled up, the quantitative change led to a qualitative change, and their destructive power was extraordinary...

Shen Zhili rubbed her face. How come she hadn't noticed before that they were dressed so revealingly? Or was it because…?

She looked at Ji Mingyue...

Ji Mingyue, who was enjoying the service of the beauties, stretched and suddenly her eyes changed. She reached out and brushed away the beauties who were almost lying on her.

The beauties were bewildered and stared blankly at Ji Mingyue.

Ji Mingyue suddenly stood up and strode forward. The pure white silk dress shimmered with a faint halo around her, instantly highlighting her queenly aura. However, at this moment, her expression was tinged with a strange excitement.

Following Ji Mingyue's gaze, Shen Zhili saw a light purple robe, an extremely pale color, yet it seemed to seep into people's hearts.

The master of the purple robe stood at the door. Several plum trees outside the palace gate swayed slightly, and one or two petals fell silently. The petals drifted down his long, dark hair as lightly as a feather, falling from the tips of his hair to his robe, and also brushing against his gentle profile.

That profile, so clear and pure.

Before everyone could sigh, a pair of eyes as clear as autumn water looked over calmly.

It was as if in a single glance, everything in the world vanished, leaving only that gaze, so tender yet so cold.

In that instant, a strange flutter stirred within me.

Just as everyone was feeling lost and disappointed, Ji Mingyue suddenly stepped forward and hugged that body tightly with both hands.

Shen Zhili rubbed his eyes repeatedly, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

What happened to Su Chenche?! Or is he... trying to win the emperor's favor?!

Thinking of this, Shen Zhili's face unconsciously darkened.

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Of course, at the same time, there were others whose faces were even darker than hers.

Shen Zhili, however, couldn't care less about looking at it. She took two deep breaths, still unable to swallow her displeasure.

She grabbed the object in front of her and folded and folded it with all her might.

A voice, barely audible, whispered in my ear: "...Those are the young master's white jade chopsticks, let go of them..."

Immediately, a sound rang out.

Shen Zhili stared blankly at the white jade chopsticks that had been broken in two in her hand, then patted the dumbfounded Liuli's head and said, "I'll go get another pair."

Seeing Shen Zhili drift away quietly, Liuli finally reacted and growled at her, "Hey...where are you going to get it?!"

Shen Zhili stumbled back to Su Chenche's courtyard and discovered that the wound on her elbow had started bleeding again.

She pulled out a roll of bandages, applied some medicine, and then began to casually wrap the wound...

One lap...

What's wrong with Su Chenche again?!

Two laps...

Or is it that he has really fallen for Ji Mingyue?

Three laps...

I don't think so... Ji Mingyue is old enough to be his mother!

Four laps...

But Ji Mingyue really does look like a charming young woman in her early twenties, and she has a great figure...

Five laps...

If Su Chenche has taken a liking to Ji Mingyue and refuses to leave, then she could actually leave alone.

Six laps...

But isn't it a bit inappropriate to leave without saying goodbye...?

Seven laps... eight laps... nine laps... ten laps...

After using up the bandages, Shen Zhili stared blankly at her thick arm.

Something's wrong, something's not right about her.

Why did I feel such a strong urge to kill that despicable couple when I saw them?

As she slowly unwrapped the bandages, Shen Zhili sighed silently.

Admit it, Shen Zhili, you've fallen for Su Chenche, whom you know is no good at all...

Shen Zhili rubbed her head, feeling a headache coming on, but little did she know, this was just the beginning of Su Chenche's outburst...

"Many more gifts have been delivered to Young Master Quanche's courtyard today."

"The Palace Master really dotes on Young Master Quanche..."

"These past few days, apart from Young Master Quanche, the Palace Master hasn't seen anyone else, not even the previously most favored Young Master Xiaoye..."

Shen Zhili walked past quickly with a blank expression.

"Look, look! That's Young Master Quan Che's personal servant. He really does walk differently from us!"

Shen Zhili suddenly turned around and revealed a friendly smile.

Before her smile could even fade from her lips, the crowd had already scattered like birds and beasts, as if afraid of being seen by her.

Shen Zhili's face twisted slightly... Am I really that scary!?

Suppressing her rage, Shen Zhili pushed open the door and entered.

These past few days, Su Chenche has been almost entirely absent during the day, but he has returned on time every night.

But who cares where he went at night!

Does coming back at night prove innocence? Who says some things can only be done at night?

He entered with a dark expression and was surprised to see Su Chenche standing in the hall with his arms outstretched. A servant was carefully taking his measurements, and there were about ten kinds of fabrics laid out beside him.

Shen Zhili didn't even bother to lift her eyelids and headed towards the backyard.

But his arm was suddenly grabbed.

Shen Zhili broke free and growled, "Don't pull me, go pull your Palace Master Ji instead!"

The visitor seemed shocked and stammered, "I just wanted to take your measurements. Young Master Quanche said he could make you a set with the extra fabric... Don't be angry, it's okay if you don't want it made..."

Shen Zhili turned around stiffly, just in time to see a pair of rabbit eyes looking at her pitifully.

But it wasn't Su Chenche.

Su Chenche was also looking at her from a distance, his eyes filled with resentment.

Shen Zhili patted the head of the tailor and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... I don't need the clothes, you can make them for him alone."

Su Chenche began, "Zhi Li..." He said two words, but then refused to continue.

The servant took a step back, keenly sensing the strange, terrifying tension surging between the two...

Something that will surely kill any outsider who touches it...

Immediately, the servant put away the ruler, picked up the cloth, and dashed out with a "whoosh".

Shen Zhili watched the figure disappear quickly, another one scared away by her...

She composed herself and continued walking towards the backyard.

A hand blocked her way. Shen Zhili looked up, confirmed it was Su Chenche, and pushed it away without hesitation: "Don't block my way."

Shen Zhili easily brushed his hand away, and Su Chenche did not continue to stop him.

Shen Zhili walked a while, then couldn't help but turn back. She saw Su Chenche leaning against the door frame, his body stiff, his eyes slightly lowered, and his amber eyes under his frizzy hair exuding an infinite melancholy and sadness, like a stray cat abandoned by its owner. He slightly raised his eyes and glanced at her quickly with a heartbreaking look.

Shen Zhili's heart softened, but...

This guy wouldn't act like this in front of Ji Mingyue, would he?

Just as she was about to speak, voices came from outside, seemingly the sound of arguing and quarreling.

Shen Zhili hesitated for a moment, then went out again.

Outside the courtyard, the servant in blue said arrogantly, "The Palace Master said that you should all pack up and get ready to leave."

The flamboyant young man looked on incredulously: "What did you say? This is impossible!"

The servant in blue said, "The Palace Master himself said that you should hurry up and pack, because I still need to inform the other young masters."

Seeing Su Chenche standing nearby, the servant in blue smiled modestly, "Young Master Quanche is here too. I'm sorry to have troubled you. The Palace Master said she just found two genuine works by Mr. Mo Bai and would like to invite you to appraise them together."

Su Chenche smiled faintly: "I understand."

The young master pointed at Su Chenche and said resentfully, "Why are we allowed to leave? He gets to go and accompany the Palace Master? This is not fair!"

The servant in blue pressed his hand down and said calmly, "If you have the ability to make the Palace Master destroy the Bright Moon Palace for you, then come and ask about fairness."

Shen Zhili grabbed Su Chenche's clothes and secretly dragged him into the courtyard.

He closed the door, slowly turned his head, and said, with a blank expression, enunciating each word clearly: "What do you mean by making the Palace Master destroy the Bright Moon Palace for you..."

Su Chenche paused for a moment: "It's probably... the literal meaning."

Shen Zhili could no longer hold back. She grabbed Su Chenche's collar, pressed her forehead against his, and glared at him fiercely. She blurted out a curse she rarely used: "What the hell have you been doing behind my back and Ji Mingyue's back these past few days?!"

Chapters Two and Three

As soon as the words left her mouth, Shen Zhili regretted them.

Who is she to Su Chenche? Why should Su Chenche answer her?

Even if Su Chenche confessed his feelings for her, she never reciprocated. She couldn't really criticize him for falling for someone else...

As they were locked in a stalemate, cool fingertips brushed aside her hair.

Shen Zhili blinked and saw Su Chenche sweep away his previous resentful and sorrowful abandoned wife expression. He carefully cupped her face, his eyes gentle, and said firmly in his voice, "Zhili, you're jealous."

A feeling of being tricked welled up inside me, and the struggle I had just felt vanished instantly.

At a distance of less than a finger's width, Shen Zhili aimed at Su Chenche's forehead and rammed it hard, and the result was...

She clutched her head and crouched down, howling in pain. Su Chenche, who had been hit, didn't even flinch. Instead, he looked at Shen Zhili's slightly reddened forehead with concern and asked, "Zhili, do you want me to put some medicine on for you?"