The Former Wife of Invisible Wealthy Man

Chapter 122.1 Was Seen (1)

Ye Sui found it strange. Logically, there should be many wronged souls in places like Xia Zhou Palace. Did they all hide?

Curator Xia broke the silence. “Before coming here, I think you’ve already had a general understanding of the Xia Zhou Dynasty.”

His voice came from the front, accompanied by the flickering lights. It sounded like a loud bell striking at everyone’s hearts.

“All the emperors of the Xia Zhou Dynasty were good at fighting and expanding their territory…” As Curator Xia explained, the guests felt like they were witnessing the armies of shining spears and armored horses sweeping the land.

The guests remained quiet, not asking questions until Curator Xia finished the introduction.

They turned a corner and passed through a door sign with three Chinese characters written on it. Looking up, Ye Sui had never seen such writing before.

Cen Yu: “What is this?”

As the question rang out, the next second, something flashed in Ye Sui’s mind. It seemed to be the meaning of the word. She murmured in shock, “Imperial Garden?”

A gust of wind swept across the palace road, and there was a moment of silence.

“You can understand the Xia Zhou Dynasty’s Chinese characters?” Curator Xia was stunned. “These characters are not easy to comprehend at all.”

Ye Sui smiled. “I just guessed it.” She couldn’t explain why she understood these characters’ meaning, so she just brushed it off.

Of course, everyone believed Ye Sui’s words and continued to walk forward.

After walking around the Xia Zhou Palace for a while, Ye Sui’s eyes flickered, and her heart inexplicably skipped a beat. That familiar feeling had suddenly struck her again.

The paint on the door plaque had worn off, so the words were not clear.

The door was hidden there, and at some point, it was opened by someone. With the yellow glazed tiles, the magnificent structure of the palace was presented before everyone.

Ye Sui subconsciously stopped in her tracks. “Where is this?”

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Hearing Ye Sui’s voice, everyone followed suit and didn’t move forward. Curator Xia lifted up the lantern to illuminate their surroundings. “The east palace of the past.”

There were numerous courtyards in Xia Zhou Dynasty’s palace, and two of them were the residence of the crown prince.

“Yeah, I remember now. It seems that it was written in the book I bought.” Zhao Hui flipped through her bag for a long time and took out the “Ancient Anecdote”.

Zhao Hui turned to that page and handed the book to Cen Yu. He had dubbed horror films before, so the effect would be better when he read it.

Cen Yu’s faint voice sounded eerie. Set off by the quiet night, it became more and more gloomy and ghostly.

“Since the establishment of the Xia Zhou Dynasty, this place has always been the Prince’s East Palace. After the death of one of the crown princes, it was rumored that because he had killed too much, it became haunted.

“Later princes did not live here anymore. The furnishings inside are still the one used by the crown prince back then.”

Ye Sui’s eyes flashed, and she did not speak. The spring breeze passed by, sending a chill down everyone. Somehow, her fingers trembled.

It seemed that there were a thousand words stuck in her throat, but nothing came out.

Cen Yu’s voice stopped as the story ended. Standing at the scene of the supernatural incident, with the legend of hundreds of years ago, the guests couldn’t help but panic.

Jin Gang’s face turned pale. “Curator Xia, is it true that the East Palace is haunted by ghosts?”

Curator Xia smiled faintly. But he did not directly answer the question. “If you believe it, there will be. If you don’t, there will be nothing.”

As soon as the voice fell, the guests felt cold. President Xia picked up the lantern and said, “Do you want to visit the East Palace?”

The palace of the Xia Zhou Dynasty was only partially opened to the public, and this East Palace had never been opened before.

The program team and Curator Xia had discussed opening some courtyards for the audience, and this was one of them. The staff had cleaned up the place, and the lighting of the front hall was also ready.

Curator Xia opened the door, which let out a creak. They climbed up the stairs and entered the Eastern Palace.

The front hall’s light was on, and the staff was already waiting inside. The cultural relics here were exquisite; obviously, the crown prince had good taste.

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Under Curator Xia’s explanation, each cultural relic seemed to have its own story.

Except for Ye Sui, other guests listened carefully. Instead, her attention on the outside. She had seen a figure flash past the window.

The ghost was dressed in a purple court dress, which seemed to be above the third grade. It peeked inside the front hall and slipped away.

When they came out of the front hall, Ye Sui scanned the place. The minister ghost was no longer there, but she soon found its figure.

The minister ghost was hiding in the East Penthouse, where the study was located. It was dark over there, and one could only see the old purple court dress on him.

While everyone was still hanging around, Ye Sui glanced at the prince’s study. She stared straight at the minister ghost.

The minister ghost did not come here, as if he was worried about something. When he did look here, he was hesitating.

He suddenly got up and took a step. His every step was so heavy, as if a mountain was weighing on his shoulders.

The minister ghost walked out of the study, his court dress swaying with the wind. He looked solemn and pensive.

He knelt down, arched his hands to the ground, and bowed down in this direction.

“That’s pretty much it for the East Palace. Let’s go, everyone.” Curator Xia led them away.

But Ye Sui’s steps were nailed to the ground, and she couldn’t move.

Chen Shu instantly noticed Ye Sui’s condition. He lowered his hat and walked over to her side, pretending to bump her arm carelessly.

Ye Sui snapped back to her senses, looked at Chen Shu for a second, and left with everyone.

The door of the East Palace closed, hiding the structures inside. However, the minister in the purple court dress maintained his original posture.

He knelt there and didn’t get up for a long time.

Ye Sui and her party came to another side hall. The antiques here looked more special than other palaces.

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“Wow, this piece is so beautiful.” Jin Gang’s gaze fell on an antique vase beside him, and he was stunned.

Jin Gang was a rough man, and he always did things rashly. Hence, he subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch it gently.

Before Curator Xia had time to stop him, Jin Gang had stretched out his hand.

At this time, the window in front of Jin Gang suddenly moved and creaked. Although there was no one on the other side, it slowly opened toward the outside.

The window was made of wood. When its frame scraped past the surface, there was a dull rubbing sound. It was particularly pronounced in the quiet and empty palace.

The next second, a gust of night wind blew across the long corridor, and even the air felt cold.

It was like an early warning.

Jin Gang’s hand blankly stopped in midair. Without even touching the edge of the antique vase, he immediately withdrew his hand.

At this moment, Jin Gang really wanted to hit his hand several times as a punishment. Would his hand die if he didn’t stretch it out to touch the vase?

Jin Gang, who was terrified, hurriedly took several steps to Ye Sui’s side.

Ye Sui’s eyes kept falling on the open window from before. She didn’t see any dark shadows on the other side, nor did she see anything wrong on this side of the hall.

She had a hunch that even if there were ghosts here, they would definitely not hurt people. They would give a warning, just like in Jin Gang’s unintentional mistake.

Ye Sui glanced at Chen Shu subconsciously. She remembered the scene she had just seen in the East Palace.

She furrowed her eyebrows slightly as she pondered for a moment. Who on earth was that minister ghost worshiping?

Curator Xia smiled. He was already used to such a scene. “This is the first time we have opened the East Palace. It is inevitable that some places will go unnoticed. I will close the windows.”

While Curator Xia went to close the window, the bullet screen on the Internet was discussing the event just now.

“I don’t think I have poor eyesight. The window opened by itself. The windows were already locked tight, and it didn’t seem like it opened was because of old age.”

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“This is the Xia Zhou Palace Museum, with a history of many years. How can it not be haunted a little?”

“I noticed that Jin Gang’s face had turned pale. Seems like he was frightened. I got goosebumps even in my own room. Quickly follow Goddess Ye and don’t make mistakes again.”