Super détecteur de fantômes

Chapitre 27

Shen Zhili retorted angrily, "How can you be so stubborn? ...You must be too shameless."

Su Chenche pulled out the ointment, nodded in agreement, and said, "I'm shameless, I'm shameless, I'm the most shameless!"

Shen Zhili continued to cover her head: "You still haven't told me what exactly your relationship with Ji Mingyue is..."

Pulling Shen Zhili's hand away, Su Chenche gently applied the medicine to her.

His eyelashes covered his pupils, his face was handsome and refined. He said, "Zhi Li, do you believe me? There's nothing to it. The only person I've ever loved is you, and the most important person to me will always be you."

Shen Zhili: "But that servant just said..."

Su Chenche gently breathed on her forehead and sighed softly, "Trust me, okay?"

His voice was like a seductive spell from the depths of one's heart.

Shen Zhili's eyes widened in confusion for a moment. Her breath warmed her cheek, and she abruptly took two steps back, as if suddenly waking up. She said angrily, "You've been talking for so long, but you haven't said anything at all!"

Su Chenche scratched his head, blinking his amber eyes: "What do you want to say?"

This guy doesn't tell the truth at all!

It's impossible to get the truth out of him!

Taking a deep breath, Shen Zhili said, "...Never mind, move aside, I'm going to see when dinner will be delivered."

She turned around, and Su Chenche's voice rang out: "Zhi Li, actually I was very angry that day."

That day? Which day?

After a moment's thought, Shen Zhili said, "You mean that day, Young Master Xiaoye? That was your fault to begin with. I haven't even had a chance to be angry with you yet!"

Su Chenche said, sounding aggrieved, "I saw him put his hand on your shoulder, and you looked unwilling, so I thought he was going to do something bad to you..."

Shen Zhili said expressionlessly, "This is not a reason for you to hurt people without cause."

Su Chenche: "...Okay, I've noticed he's been feeling unwell for a long time. And..." he pouted, "you yelled at me for his sake."

Shen Zhili said, "I've yelled at you more than once or twice." With that, she turned and left.

The lingering voice came from inside the door: "But, Zhili, you're always gentler to others than to me..."

Was I not gentle with him?

Shen Zhili was stunned for a moment. It seemed that... she had never been the gentle and refined lady from a prominent family. She was also more casual in her actions. However, she would still try to hide her true self in front of outsiders. In front of Su Chenche, she seemed to have never hidden anything. No, she had pretended at first, but after being forced to reveal her true self by Su Chenche's shamelessness time and time again, she simply stopped trying to hide it.

Pressing his hand to his chest, he suddenly thought of Ji Mingyue, and his displeasure rose again.

Was she very gentle with him?

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After dinner, Shen Zhili went out for a walk.

A furtive figure was seen sneaking into Su Chenche's room, and then sneaking out again shortly afterward.

Shen Zhili looked around at the door, feeling uneasy, and considered pushing the door open to go in.

Suddenly, the lights outside came on.

She was stunned to see a group of young men in pale yellow palace attire escorting Ji Mingyue, who was wearing a light gold nightgown, into the courtyard. The group stormed into Su Chenche's room, and the first young man in pink shouted, "Palace Master, it's right here in this room that Young Master Quanche is secretly hiding cursed items to curse others!"

Shen Zhili stood at the door and suddenly realized... it was a setup.

...Seriously, that's a really old-fashioned method.

Through the window frame, one could see Su Chenche slowly sitting up on the lit couch, his long black hair cascading down, his eyes still showing signs of sleepiness.

He yawned: "What are you talking about?"

The young man in pink said, "No need to make excuses. That thing is most likely hidden in your room, Palace Master. Quickly order a search."

Su Chenche rested his chin on his hand, flashing a smile that made it impossible to feel hostility: "Well, you mean you're going to search me for something, right? But what if you don't find anything? Can you search me again?"

The young man in pink hesitated for a moment, then said, "Alright!"

Ji Mingyue frowned and said, "This..."

Su Chenche smiled and said, "It's alright, just let them search."

Two incense sticks later.

"Reporting to the Palace Master, it's not in the cabinet, not under the bed, not on the bed, not on the desk, we've searched the entire room, and it's still not there."

The young man in pink's expression changed: "Impossible, then it must be in another room!"

Su Chenche sat at the octagonal table, poured himself a cup of tea, and then asked the people around him with a smile, "Would you like some tea?"

The group that came to cause trouble looked at each other and all took a small step back.

Half an hour later.

"Reporting to the Palace Master, all rooms have been searched, but nothing was found!"

Su Chenche yawned again, cupped his gentle and clean face in his hands, blinked his innocent eyes, and said, "Since I can't find it here, can I search yourself?"

The young man in pink clenched his fist, about to speak, when a small doll with coils wrapped around its body but whose limbs could still be vaguely discerned fell out of his arms. A white cloth strip was pasted on the doll's head, with densely written words in vermilion ink.

Looking at the doll, the young man in pink looked as if he had seen a ghost, his face pale, and he kept repeating, "This isn't mine, it's not mine..."

Ji Mingyue sighed, "Enough. Take him away. You should know very well what a crime it is to frame a young master of the palace without cause..."

The young man in pink fell silent and allowed himself to be dragged away.

Ji Mingyue was referring to being framed without cause, not being cursed... which means she knew who did it from the beginning.

His gaze swept lightly over the group of palace-dressed youths who had been indignant just moments before, and when he looked at Su Chenche, he smiled and asked, "Can I go to sleep now?"

His smile was simple, as if nothing had just happened.

Ji Mingyue sighed, touched Su Chenche's head with her well-groomed and meticulously manicured hands, and stroked his face, saying, "It would be better if you were a little less intelligent."

Su Chenche just smiled quietly, without saying a word.

There was a strange atmosphere between the two, as if shrouded in a thin veil, making it difficult to see clearly.

Shen Zhili turned around abruptly, two small flames of anger igniting in her eyes.

There's nothing there, so what do you call having nothing at all!

She slumped into the blankets, her still-swollen forehead throbbing painfully from the impact. She groaned softly, then decided that... instead of letting her mind wander like this, she should just go and see for herself.

As dawn broke, Su Chenche left early. Shen Zhili watched his retreating figure and followed him quietly from a distance.

Seeing him enter Ji Mingyue's bedchamber, Shen Zhili endured it all and silently found a spot by the wall to eavesdrop.

The hall was filled with soft, decadent music.

After an unknown period of time, the music suddenly stopped...

As Shen Zhili was wondering, a soft and languid female voice interrupted her: "Che'er..."

Shen Zhili shuddered, and a chill ran down her spine.

The woman's voice continued, "Does it hurt? I've used this before, and it didn't work. Let's try something else..."

Use? Use what? Replace? And replace what?

A low male voice sounded: "Palace Master, please don't do this, I can do it myself..."

No way! Seriously?! Do you have to use that coy, push-and-pull tone?!

Then came a sucking sound...

Shen Zhili was struck dumb, her cheeks slowly turning red, then slowly turning black.

The woman's voice rang out again: "Alright then, how about we try this today..." The sound of pages turning and fabric rubbing together.

The man chuckled softly, "Whatever."

Try it... what is this "try it" again?!

A series of rustling sounds of clothes being undressed accompanied by the rustling of fabric...

The male voice sounded somewhat troubled as he said, "It seems a bit tight, is it really okay?"

The woman's voice coaxed, "No problem."

As a doctor with profound knowledge of all aspects of human physiology, including those related to harmony and disharmony, Shen Zhili's expression... gradually...

Aa ...

Shen Zhili turned around, picked up a stone the size of her palm, leaned back forcefully, and prepared to throw it in!

Just then, someone patted her on the shoulder.

Have we been discovered?

Shen Zhili turned her head in fright, only to see a beautiful and alluring face close at hand, but the face was furrowed and looked very miserable.

Shen Zhili: "Young Master Xiaoye?... What are you doing here?"

Young Master Xiaoye frowned: "I arrived earlier than you, but I'm over there."

Shen Zhili: "So you heard it too?"

Young Master Xiaoye nodded solemnly.

Shen Zhili gritted her teeth: "Then don't stop me! Let me smash these two scoundrels to death!"

Young Master Xiaoye said, "I wasn't planning on stopping you." Then, he silently took out an even larger stone and placed it in Shen Zhili's hand, saying, "Throw it carefully, don't let it hit the ground. It would be best if Young Master Quanche was paralyzed, Palace Master..."

Shen Zhili said decisively, "No, let's smash the Palace Master's statue instead."

Young Master Xiaoye raised an eyebrow and said, "You dare!"

Shen Zhili: "She doesn't want you anymore, why are you still defending her!"

Young Master Xiaoye: "Young Master Quanche doesn't want you anymore either!"

Shen Zhili: "A male concubine who was dumped!"

Young Master Xiaoye: "An ugly woman nobody wants!"

Shen Zhili: "You... Hmph..."

Young Master Xiaoye: "What's wrong with me... Hmph..."

A weak voice came from the middle, and Liuli said with a pained expression, "You guys... stop arguing, or someone will find out..."