Chapter 122 (1/2)

After Jiang Wan had bid farewell to Jiang Yi, she came out of xinghuazhai alone.

The sun hanging on the top of her head made everything white. Flowers and flowers stabbed her so hard to open her eyes.

Jiang Wan, who was already sweating heavily in a woman's clothes, wanted to take off the red robe that was in the way. But he had to resist the impulse to think that he was still in the Xishan palace.

She looked around and found that there was not even a living creature in the corridor leading to the outside of the palace except her, not to mention finding someone to deliver a message or call a soft sedan chair.

Fortunately, she is not so strange in the west mountain palace. Even if no one guides her, she knows how to go out.

Jiang Wan dragged a heavy step along the wall, but also constantly in the heart of the belly Fei: who is the layout of this palace so changed? Not only has it built a corridor that is too long to see its end,

Moreover, there was no tree on both sides of the corridor. The bright sun was about to expose her skin and flesh.

What bothered her even more was that she couldn't find an official. She knew that she should drink less tea in xinghuazhai just now, so that she wouldn't fall into the situation of ”every day shouldn't” and ”the earth doesn't work”.

Just when she felt that there was no way to ask for help, she found that there was a door on the wall not far ahead, and behind the door was a three story attic surrounded by green trees.

The experience of the last life told her that there must be an official room next to such an attic, and she broke in regardless of people's three anxieties.

I don't know whether it's because there are many trees here, or because she has relieved her three anxieties. Jiang Wanzhi, who came out of the official room, felt the coolness here and felt so comfortable that she couldn't help taking a deep breath.

She looked around, but couldn't remember where it was.

With a trace of curiosity, Jiang Wan climbed the wooden stairs leading to the second floor.

It is obvious that this place has been abandoned for a long time. The wood floor painted with red paint has been mottled, and a layer of dust has been piled up. I don't know which autumn the withered and yellow leaves fell off, and they are floating everywhere.

Seeing this bleak scene, Jiang Wan immediately lost the interest to move on, so she was ready to turn around and go downstairs.

But just then, she seemed to hear someone talking.

Jiang wanwei raised his eyebrows.

As the saying goes, Curiosity Kills the cat!

Although he is a person who has died twice, who knows if there is a third time?

Especially in this life, it's not easy to be with Xiao Ruixuan. She doesn't want to make trouble again.

What's more, Confucius also said: if you are not polite, do not listen and do not see.

There was almost no hesitation. She picked up her robe and walked away with ease

I went downstairs.

Unfortunately, the red robe she picked up fell down, and she just stepped on it.

At the moment when she tripped over herself, Jiang Wan yelled in her heart that it was over. Then she felt a whirl of heaven, and the whole person ”Dong, Dong, Dong” rolled down the stairs.

”Who?” There was a cold voice roaring from the attic, but Jiang Wan, who was in great pain, couldn't say a word at the moment. Then, she saw a white figure leap down from the attic and stop steadily in front of her.

Lying on the ground and not wanting to move at all, Jiang Wan decided to close her eyes and pretend to be dead.

But unexpectedly, the white figure came closer and closer, and then he said, ”Why are we always so unexpected when we meet each other?”