Love from the Male Protagonist’s Harem

Cangshu Pavilion.

"Hey, this is unscientific."

Xia Ge flipped through the book, "Why can't I find any clues."

She rummaged through the books about the ancestors, except for the few undocumented histories, almost no other clues were found.

System: "Let's find it again."

"Why is it so difficult?"

This unofficial history in her hand, with a bronzing cover, looks like a horrible humor. However, it is written about some trivial trivial matters of Lingxi Peak. Xia Ge originally wanted to find some clues to the ancestors of Lingxi from the side here. , But this book is luxuriant and inaccurate, naturally nothing is gained.

When I put the book back, Xia Ge vaguely felt that something was wrong.

This book is covered with a cover, and in the corner of the cover, there seems to be something, which feels a little bulging. Xia Ge pulled out the book again and fumbled a few times, "It seems that there is something here...?"

System: "What's wrong?"

Xia Ge did not answer, just said: "Let me see..."

She carefully took apart the cover, and as expected, from the hard paper seal and the soft one, to a neatly folded small square with a fingernail size.

System: "...what is this?"

"I don't know... I'll take a look first."

Xia Ge squeezed the cube, wrapped the book neatly and put it in place. When she was about to read it, she was slapped on her shoulder, and someone whispered to her, "Xia Wuyin!"

Xia Ge was about to take it apart. At this time, the whole person was shocked. The small square in her hand jumped at her fingertips and was slammed back, her palms clenched. When she turned her head, she saw Mao Qing's curiosity. Face, "What are you looking at? So fascinated?"

Xia Ge felt that his heart was about to jump out, "You...when did you come?"

"Why can't I come... You have worked so hard these days and have been soaking in the library. I'm bored, so I can only come to you." Mao Qing asked after speaking, "What did you get? So scared? "

Xia Ge pretended to be calm and said: "...love letter."

Mao Qing looked like I had seen a ghost in the day: "Huh?"

"Someone handed you a love letter?"

Xia Ge: "...No way, I'm so good."

Mao Qing: "..."

system:"…"

Mao Qing twitched the corner of his mouth, "Okay, look at your virtue, you came to the library to open the love letter?"

"Of course... not anymore." Xia Ge pulled off this embarrassing love letter topic a little embarrassingly, "What are you looking for me?"

Mao Qing: "I can't come to you if I'm fine?"

Xia Ge looked terrified and waved his hands again and again: "Are you going to give me a love letter, Mao Qing? Don't do that. We can still be friends..."

system:"…"

Mao Qing was speechless, "If you are done, don't act anymore. It's so hot-eyed. I'm here to find you."

"Huo Bai is leaving."

Xia Ge's heart jumped, "What did you say?"

Mao Qing said, "When I left, I heard him tell the master that something happened in his house and I must hurry back."

Xia Ge: "Oh...this way, does it have anything to do with me?"

"Didn't you care about him before? I just told you." After Mao Qing finished speaking, he couldn't help asking, "Whose love letter?"

Xia Ge's heart was absent: "Oh...Huo Bai's."

Mao Qing really saw a ghost this time: "...Huh?"

System: "...Huh?"

Xia Ge showed a bright smile: "I lied to you."

Mao Qing: "Go away."

Mao Qing left after speaking. She didn't really like history, nor did she really want to send love letters to Xia Ge.

Xia Ge also doesn't like history, but now for clues, she has to reluctantly like it.

This is terrible.

When Mao Qing left, Xia Ge slowly opened the small note.

The paper was very fragile, a little yellowed, as if a long time had passed. When Xia Ge was dismantled, the dust was flying in the warm sunshine thrown into the library from the paper window, and the small print on the paper was beautiful, like It is a person's low-pitched whisper, which has passed a hundred years, and has fallen into the hands of a destined person.

"Millions of dead corpses, evil spirits crying, town in Wuyi Mountain, requiem for more than 50 years, crime and karma are hard to eliminate.-Nameless"

"…nameless?"

Xia Ge frowned and looked at this line of small characters, her heart jumped slightly, as if she had reacted to something, she took the note, and then began to flip it quickly in front of the bookshelf.

System: "What are you looking for?"

"Handwriting, handwriting..." Xia Ge turned in a hurry. She basically turned over the books in this area before, so it didn't take long to find what she wanted—

"Lingxi Ancestral Instructions, Old Ancestor's Book, Rubbings"

Xia Ge opened the book and compared the words on the note with the words on the book. After a while, she closed the book and breathed a sigh of relief.

"...This is it."

The system saw the rubbing of the handwritten book she turned over: "This note, is the ancestor Lingxi?"

Xia Ge looked at the note and thought for a while: "Maybe. This content can barely match the scene on the ceiling of the tomb..."

On the ceiling of the ancestor’s tomb, the woman clinging to the flute and weeping, the mountain full of evil spirits, and the clothes to suppress evil spirits.

System: "But why did she write this and still hide it here?"

"...You ask me how I know." Xia Ge looked at the content on the paper and guessed it, "It may be... this kind of thing was already at that time, no one can say it."

So I can only write on a piece of paper, silently seal it in the book, buried in the dust of history.

As evidence of this, there has been.

System: "Huh? What do you mean?"

Xia Ge said: "Who knows, I guessed too."

"But if she did something like that stated on the note...why there are no traces?" Xia Ge was puzzled, "If there are really a million evil spirits and commit such a major event, no matter who it is, Secretary Shi will be killed. It's a lump sum."

However, there is no trace of this matter.

What has been handed down to the world is the beauty of her ancestors of Lingxi generation.

Only in her silent tomb did a few silent words about this wrong thing be carved.

The system guesses: "Is it because I am afraid of verbal criticism from later generations, so I conceal everything from the world, but I feel uneasy in my conscience, so I write down my regrets in the tomb?"

Xia Ge: "Huh? It's so hypocritical."

system:"…"

Xia Ge: "Done is done, isn't this lying?"

System: "Shut up, you." The one who is least qualified to say this is you.

Xia Ge: "Hey, but I think she's boring like this. Even if her name goes down in history, I don't know what good things she has done, a person who has never done anything earth-shattering, or a person who has never done anything bad. Just an ancestor of Lingxi, let me know that she likes to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake, isn't it too unreasonable?"

System: "Lingxi Peak was opened by others, so it is better than you on this basis."

Xia Ge pulled out "Official History" and said: "There are more people stronger than me. Why don't I know if the ancestors of the Thousand Souls Sect eat osmanthus cake or go to the kiln?"

system:"…"

I can't answer this.

The system changed the subject: "...Huo Bai is going to withdraw."

"Of course he wants to withdraw." Xia Ge didn't think about Lingxi ancestor anymore. She put the "Official History" in her hand into the bookshelf, and said lazily, "The assassination mission goal is not successful. Why is he staying here? It’s like I want to live in Danfeng for the elderly."

System: "...then you are going to let Huo Bai withdraw? Don't do something? For example, "inadvertently" expose him?"

Xia Ge touched his chin, "I'm just afraid that the pressure will be too tight. When the time comes, the fish will die and the net will be broken, and my identity as a puppet master will be pierced. That's a bit maddening."

Xia Ge put the small note away and shook his head, "I can't afford to gamble."

System: "Huh? That's it?"

Xia Ge left the library, "I take care of it? Let's talk about it."

System: "Then what are you doing now?"

Xia Ge: "Guess."

The sun is shining, the flowers are blooming, and the oleander outside the study is even brighter.

In front of the window, the girl in red and white maple clothes looked at the dossier quietly, and the ink stick in her hand was as white as jade.

Xia Ge casually folded a pink-petaled oleander behind her back, and stood in front of the window sill with a smile. The sun was shining at noon, and she smiled and said, "Sister, good afternoon."

Gu Peijiu stopped the brush in her hand, but did not look up. She put the approved file aside, "Well, Ann."

The faint scent of sandalwood drifts out, mixed with the scent of oleander, it smells very good.

"Senior Sister, don't lower your head, look up at me." Xia Ge said, "Don't approve."

Gu Peijiu ignored her and said lightly: "Don't make trouble, go play."

Xia Ge let out a "hey", ran aside, entered the study, the door was pushed open, and the bright sun fell on the ground, Xia Ge slipped to Gu Peijiu's side, and the oleander in his hand stretched out, "Sister Sister" , Look at the flowers!"

The brutally chopped oleander flower branch followed the movement of the girl, and the pink petals fell rustlingly with the gentle wind. A few petals slowly landed on the dossiers that were just approved, and one of them. Falling on the word "Yun" she had just approved, the pink petals were dyed with red ink, like a dream that couldn't be awakened.

Gu Peijiu glanced at the petals stained with vermilion ink, then glanced at Xia Ge in a blink of an eye.

The petals of the flower branch in Xia Singer had fallen horribly, leaving only the miserable green branch. Many petals fell on the front of her clothes. She glanced at the flower branch in her hand and hid it behind her back. "…broken."

Then he was happy again, "Sister, look at me."

Gu Peijiu waved his hand casually, and a gentle breeze blew away the falling flowers on the girl’s dress, and the petals were floating. Gu Peijiu said, "What do you want me to do?"

Xia Ge blinked, "Come and please Ann!"

Gu Peijiu didn't look at her, "To be honest."

"I didn't lie, I just came to ask for peace." Xia Ge shook the flower branch, his eyes drifted, "Well, of course, I would like to ask something by the way."

Gu Peijiu said, "Before that, I have something to ask you."

Xia Ge was puzzled: "Huh?"

Gu Peijiu flipped through the files at random, and said quietly, "Evil ghost tide, have you heard of it?"

It seemed that something was pointing directly at the heart, rubbing it tightly, and then strangling the deadliest point.

Xia Ge's pupils shrank slightly, and the whole figure trembled as if it had been electrocuted. There was a jumble of things flashing through his mind, and then it turned into a blank.

The fallen green branch in his hand slipped lightly from his hand, and fell tragically into the broken petals on the ground, silently.

Xia Ge heard her own stiff voice: "What do you say...devil...chao?"

-Mingming should have never heard of this term before.

-But why, there is always a kind of deja vu, the heart is gripped by some fear?