Chapter 122: Was Seen (2)

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.” President 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.

“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.”

“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.”