The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

Su Qianqian returned to the plum garden and saw Su Bing and his wife crying their hearts out.

Two maids were fighting over the gold ingot in Madam Gu's hand.

Gu Shi planned to die by swallowing gold. She cried and grabbed the gold ingots, saying, "Get out of my way, let me die. Qianqian will be very lonely down there. I want to go down and keep her company."

Su Bing attempted to ram his head against the wall, but three servants managed to restrain him by grabbing his legs and waist with two of them.

"Father, Mother, I'm fine. Xiangming was in the carriage tonight, I wasn't."

After a moment of silence in the room, Madam Gu wiped away her tears, rushed to her daughter's side, and only when she touched her daughter's warm hand did she realize that she was safe and sound.

"I'm so glad you're alright. How's Xiangming?"

"Don't worry, Xiangming is highly skilled in martial arts and has already escaped."

Su Qianqian comforted her parents for a few moments and then went to the guest room.

She brought everyone out of the space and gave them all the antidote.

However, he didn't wake up until the next day after taking the antidote.

Su Qianqian instructed the maids and servants to take good care of the guests before returning to her own room.

They retrieved all the inanimate objects that had been stored in their spatial storage from the Black River.

The items were varied, including broken bowls, corroded wooden basins, silver rings, gemstone rings, copper hairpins, and gemstone hair ornaments.

The oldest item is a bronze tripod with three legs. The body of the tripod is engraved with phoenix patterns and many pictographs. Although I can't understand what these characters mean, I feel that it is quite valuable.

Perhaps because the silt in the Heihe River is too deep and too dangerous, no one dares to pick up the things that fall in. It is because of these treasures accumulated over countless years that she was able to find so many.

Next time I must go to Heihe and collect more treasures.

At this moment, the Sifangguan, which the Great Qi used to entertain foreign envoys, was brightly lit.

The Western Xia empress, sitting under the golden curtains, was dejected and utterly desperate.

She touched her face and looked at the bronze mirror. "How could this be? How could Miss Su be dead? I came to Daqi in such a grand manner, just for her. Now that she's dead, who will heal my face? Heaven, are you playing a cruel joke on me?"

Ten thousand taels of silver and ambergris were sent, all in the hope that Miss Su would heal her face. But unexpectedly, Miss Su died at such a crucial moment.

Wasn't her trip to Daqi a complete waste?

"Imperial Advisor, go and see if there's any way to save them."

The Imperial Advisor, standing on the other side of the screen, immediately responded to the Empress's command: "Yes, Your Majesty."

The Imperial Advisor was quite certain that Miss Su was doomed to die.

He used to live in the suburbs of Daqi, and he knew the dangers of the Heihe River.

It has been two hours since Miss Su fell into the Black River. Even if the King of Hell came, he would be helpless.

The Imperial Advisor went to the Blackwater River and waited until the soldiers left and the riverbank was deserted before going to check the situation.

His dilapidated body sat down under a willow tree by the river, seemingly meditating, but in reality, his soul was already wandering and searching in the river.

The Imperial Advisor discovered that Miss Su was not in the river, and even the golden nanmu carriage that everyone had mentioned could not be found.

He recalled the first time he went to Gu's Teahouse, intending to give Miss Su a hard time, but he was instead stunned by her.

At that moment, Miss Su actually made the water in the cup disappear.

So Miss Su must be someone with extraordinary abilities. Even if she falls into the river, she should be fine, right?

So the Empress's face should still be able to be treated.

After the Imperial Preceptor's soul returned to its original form, he stood up from under the willow tree.

Because of the excessive exertion he had just experienced, his body was hunched over like a bean sprout.

Su Qianqian in the plum garden was not asleep.

I sorted through the treasures in Heihe until very late.

At this time, she had something very important to do.

The strange smile on Lord Lin's face when she fell into the Black River.

Therefore, I feel that the carriage falling into the river this time may be related to Lord Lin.

She was going to the Lin residence.

Lin House.

Seeing that Lord Lin looked tired, the servant A-Da, who was serving in the study, reminded him, "Master, it's getting late, you should rest. You have to attend court early tomorrow."

Lord Lin waved his hand: "Ah Da, go tell Madam that I won't be coming over tonight, I'll be resting in the study."

After Ah Da left, Lord Lin sighed and stared blankly at his desk for a long time before turning a gold-plated bamboo bowl on the antique shelf.

The bookshelf next to them suddenly moved to the right, revealing the door to the dark room.

Lord Lin had a habit of glancing at the gold and silver treasures in his secret room every night before going to bed.

Over the years, he has made a considerable fortune by working with Prime Minister Feng.

The secret room was filled with boxes containing gold, silver, and jade.

After inspecting each box with an oil lamp, Lord Lin left the secret room, turned off the lamp, and went to sleep on the small couch in his study.

He tossed and turned on the small couch, unable to fall asleep at all.

Although they successfully hired someone to kill Miss Su, they also caused the death of the Prime Minister's youngest son.

He was very worried about Prime Minister Feng, but he never expected that the Prime Minister's youngest son would jump into the Black River to save Miss Su.

One of the father and son deeply disliked Miss Su, while the other desperately supported her.

Lord Lin felt that the Prime Minister's wife's last look at him was as if she wanted to devour him; she must have hated him very much.

It will probably be difficult to visit the Prime Minister's residence again in the future.

In the middle of the night, the study window suddenly opened, and a strange wind blew in.

It sent chills down the spine of the insomniac Lord Lin.

He got up to close the window, only to see a woman in white floating outside, hazy and indistinct, seemingly real yet unreal.

Today is the tenth day of the lunar month. There is moonlight, but it is not particularly bright.

I could vaguely see that the woman had long black hair that covered her face, which looked particularly eerie and terrifying.

"Lord Lin, pay with your life!"

"A ghost!" Lord Lin was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

He recognized the voice; it was that of the young woman, Ms. Su, who had drowned in the Heihe River that evening.

It's fake, it must be fake, it must be a dream.

Once you wake up from the dream, everything will be fine.

Lord Lin closed his eyes and pinched his thigh hard.

It hurts! It hurts so much!

Oh no, this isn't a dream.

He opened his eyes and found that the woman in white was real, and she was crawling into the house in a twisted manner.

The ghost stretched out its pale hand, with long, thin, red fingernails.

Those terrifying hands parted the black hair that covered her face, revealing a horrifying face.

There were no eyes on its face; instead, there were two large black holes where the eyes should have been.

It crawled and twisted, getting closer and closer to him.

It's so eerie and terrifying.

Moreover, the woman in white climbed up and disappeared, then reappeared a moment later, climbed up again, disappeared again, and then reappeared.

That's a skill only a ghost could possess.

Lord Lin was trembling uncontrollably, and he was so scared that he wet himself.

He had no idea that Su Qianqian had a spatial ability; he only thought that what was in front of him was definitely a ghost.

Lord Lin had been terrified of ghosts since childhood. He was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly and begging for mercy.

"Miss Su, it wasn't me who harmed you. It was Prime Minister Feng who hired someone to kill you. I was just running errands for you. If you want revenge, go find him."

Su Qianqian crawled to Lord Lin's side, took out a stick from her spatial storage, and knocked Lord Lin unconscious.