There was the sound of footsteps coming from behind, stepping on the not-so-thick snow, making a weird "crunching" sound.
The sound is not loud, but in an empty place like the cold palace, it makes people feel chills on their backs.
Gu Zitang felt that the blood in his body had dropped to freezing point.
Everything I had heard from my mother, Concubine Yi, about the cold palace murderer and the cold palace ghost, all came to my mind at once.
When he was frightened, he quickly broke into an abandoned palace nearby with Gu Nuoer in his arms.
Gu Nuoer opened her mouth: "Second brother, we..."
"Shh!" He covered his sister's mouth and hid under the window holding Gu Nuo'er shivering: "Don't be afraid Nuo'er, the second brother will protect you."
The little guy lowered his long eyelashes and felt Gu Zitang's trembling fingers.
She couldn't help but flutter her eyes.
The second brother is so afraid. If there is really a ghost, she should protect him!
For a long time, there was no movement outside.
The abandoned palace was filled with a dusty and damp atmosphere.
Gu Zitang stuck his head out of the window and looked outside.
All I could see was the cold winter wind blowing slowly through the courtyard, carrying away the few dead leaves.
It seemed as if the footsteps just now were just their illusion.
Gu Zitang's heartbeat was beating like a drum. He put Gu Nuo'er down and said, "Good Nuo'er, stay here and don't move. Brother, go out and check."
As he spoke, he bent his back and walked out of the door.
Gu Nuoer stood on tiptoe, holding the window with two small hands, watching Gu Zitang's figure shuttle back and forth in the courtyard.
The little guy couldn't help but sigh: "If someone comes at this time, I'm afraid they will be frightened by the big mouse-like posture of the second brother!"
At this moment, there was a slight movement behind her.
Gu Nuoer has always had excellent hearing and is very alert.
Hearing the sound, she realized that someone was standing behind her!
The little guy sniffed his nose first.
This person carries the scent of medicine...
Could it be...
Gu Nuoer turned around and saw a young man in white walking towards him from the dilapidated inner hall.
His eyebrows were stern, and he had an aura as if he was relegated to an immortal.
Gu Nuoer waved happily: "Third brother, it is indeed you!"
The young man in front of him, dressed in white, unstained from the mud, with handsome features, is none other than him.
It was Gu Nuoer's third brother, the third prince Gu Ziyao.
He is famous for being introverted and calm, not fond of talking, and only likes to deal with medical skills.
The third prince approached Gu Nuo'er, squatted down, and wiped off the dust on her cheeks with his fingertips.
"This second brother is leading you to run around and dance in the cold palace. What kind of drama is he singing?"
Gu Nuoer tilted her head and said softly: "The money that the second brother and Nuo Bao buried in the cold palace is missing. The second brother suspects that a bad guy got it."
The third prince took a deep breath for a moment and looked out the window at the back of the second prince who was still leaning against the wall to look around.
"No wonder I just saw you guys coming in. I wanted to follow you, but he ran faster and faster. However, if you are talking about the money under the tree, I took it.
Last time I wanted to buy an expensive medicinal material, but my mother-in-law refused to give it to me, so I borrowed it for a while, but later I earned it back and forgot to bury it for you."
Gu Nuoer smiled sweetly: "As expected, I'm just saying, the second brother is making too much fuss!"
The third prince glanced at the second prince and suddenly said: "Sister, let's scare him together."
Wait until the second prince confirms that there is no one in or outside the courtyard.
He returned to the dilapidated palace: "Nobao, it's safe outside. My brother will take you away."
Suddenly, Gu Zitang's eyes widened as he looked at the empty palace.