The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

Chapter 901: Ice soul

After Xie Qiao finished speaking, he saluted the teacher and retired.

Zhao Xuanjing immediately followed, Xiao Yurong took a look, hesitated, glanced sympathetically at the fifth junior on the ground, and then followed behind the senior sister.

The fifth younger brother...Naturally, it is not as important as the older sister.

Now is a good time to get along with the big sisters.

In addition, the third younger brother was ill in Mengjiapu, and we need to check whether there is a cold place in Mengjiapu.

When Jiang Jinbi woke up, the three had already gone far.

"Senior Sister, where are we going to check now? Or go to the medicine shop like the fifth junior brother to see if there will be cold medicines?" Xiao Yurong was gentle, looking gentle and polite.

Xie Qiao shook his head: "No, I'm looking for the place with the most ghosts in Mengjiapu, and I'll ask them about the situation."

"..." The corners of Xiao Yurong's mouth twitched, and his steps were a bit difficult again.

Ghost again?

Xiao Yurong carefully glanced at His Royal Highness, but saw that the color of the Royal Highness was still calm, and he was not surprised at all.

"The ghost...can heal?" Xiao Yurong didn't understand this.

"No, the third junior brother is a strange disease. I think it is more likely to be evil, but even I can't see the evil... It's too strange, I look around to see if there are any powerful ghosts, and Or just see and see, find the reason, and then start."

An hour is thick.

Xie Qiao actually saw a ghost.

The ghost also looked frozen to death, and was fluttering with coldness.

She was dressed in white, her clothes were covered with ice, and she looked like she was covered with a layer of ice scum on her body, and it was very cool to look at.

This ice-stained ghost floated around, floating around, and finally reached the door of a bun shop, squatting at the mouth of the stove, and almost stuffing himself into the stove.

It's a pity that the fire in the sun can't melt her people in the underworld.

Xie Qiao walked to the bun shop, looked at the trembling poor ghost, and said, "If you want to be warmer, just follow me."

"..." The Baozipu boss looked at her puzzledly.

Xiao Yurong's face was embarrassed and he was at a loss: "Senior Sister Zaixia means..."

"Three-cage steamed buns." Zhao Xuanjing handed the copper coin directly.

The bun boss grinned: "Good officer!"

It was steaming and immediately packed thirty buns out.

And the ghost looked at Xie Qiao suspiciously, and pointed at himself: "Did you talk to me..."

As soon as she spoke, the chill spread, and it looked like it was about to fall frost.

However, the bun boss felt refreshed. The business has not been very good today. Now he has sold thirty of them. The mood is much more relaxed. The heat of the furnace is rushing on his face, it is not as hot as before. .

Xie Qiao nodded slightly.

The ghost hesitated and doubted, thought of what the other party had said, and then slowly crawled out of the stove and stood beside Xie Qiao.

"The weather is getting colder and colder." Xiao Yurong rubbed his arms.

He doesn't like when it's cold, writing is too hard, and he doesn't want to stretch out his hand.

Xie Qiao didn't say much, but went directly to the restaurant next door and asked for a private room. The guards behind him held three buns, hesitated for a moment, and ate separately.

"You, are you really talking to me? How can you see me?" The ghost's teeth trembled.

After Xie Qiao sat down, he watched the ghost slowly and said: "How did you die? Why did you freeze on your body?"