Dark red blood was still flowing on the bluestone floor of the room.
Alai was still half-kneeling on the ground, with an uncomfortable expression on his face. He was originally a lonely ghost. He met Gu Yiran more than a hundred years ago, and he has been following him ever since.
Alai is very familiar with Gu Yiran's temper, and knows that this ghost king has always said what he says and is strict with him.
There is only one person in this world who can change what Gu Yiran has decided, and that person is...
"Yes, yes, are you here?"
Suddenly a gentle female voice came from outside the room, Gu Yiran's expression changed, and he took a deep look at Alai: "This is not an example!"
After leaving these four words, Gu Yiran walked out of Alai's room quickly.
The Marquis of Lin'an's mansion is very large, and the backyard where Alai lives is just next to the back garden of the mansion.
At this time, Yun Zi, dressed in white, was standing under the moon gate in the courtyard, quietly watching Gu Yiran who suddenly came out of the room.
"My lady, what's the matter with you?"
Gu Yiran could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Yun Zi's mood.
Hearing Gu Yiran's words, Yun Zi's eyes flickered: "Yiran, I just... I seemed to feel... Sister Qingyue's breath just now."
Hearing Yun Zi's words, Gu Yiran's eyes sank: "Lady, you are overthinking, Lin Qingyue has been dead for five years, I know you miss her very much, but the deceased is already dead, maybe she has already reincarnated as an adult by now Woolen cloth?"
"yes."
Yun Zi also felt that her thoughts were ridiculous and absurd, but... she didn't know why, but she always felt that Lin Qingyue was still alive, and occasionally she could sense her breath.
Could it be that he was bewildered
"Miss, you are not in good health, it's time to go back and rest."
At this time, Gu Yiran had already walked to Yun Zi's side with a gentle face, took her hand, turned around and went to the main courtyard where the two lived.
During this time...
There must be no more accidents.
...
There is a phoenix funeral parlor.
Since the afternoon, Youfeng Lai Funeral Hall has started to open for business. There are many guests in the hall, and the girls are very busy playing the piano and dancing.
After Xia Beibei came back from outside, he went to Hua Dai's room again. At this time, Hua Dai had already woken up.
She naturally didn't know about the ghost fetus, but she somehow felt that she was more energetic. Why? I obviously didn't take the soup prescribed by those doctors
Seeing Hua Dai sitting on the bed with a preoccupied face, Xia Beibei couldn't help lowering his eyes, and whispered softly: "Do you like that person so much? If... if he forgets you after the first prize in high school Woolen cloth?"
"No, no, Lu Lang won't."
Hua Dai insisted on her face. Hearing her words, Xia Beibei didn't make a sound, but Lin Qingyue, who was standing behind Xia Beibei, had hair flying black and blood in her eyes.
The most unreliable person in this world is a man.
On the night of the oiran five years ago, I gave up everything and ran away with Zhu Lang even at the risk of being caught and beaten to death. What happened to him
What did he give back to himself
He ruthlessly deceived and betrayed himself. He actually drugged himself and wanted to sell himself to a rich man just to get that thousand taels of silver!
It turned out that she, Lin Qingyue, the majestic oiran lady who came to the funeral parlor, was nothing more than a commodity worth one thousand taels of silver in Zhu Shengtang's eyes.
Did he know how many noble sons from Shengjing were willing to spend tens of thousands of taels of silver in order to be her guest of honor
She resisted desperately that night, but she was still unable to escape the murderous hands, and even... finally ended up being beaten to death with a stick.
She died unjustly, and she died unwillingly.
Her soul does not go to the underworld, and with that last ray of resentment, she has been wandering in Fenglai Funeral Hall until she met Moruosi.
...
Since ancient times, there has been no love and no hatred.
The woman in the land of fireworks is the one who looks forward to love the most.
Sensing Lin Qingyue's resentment, Xia Beibei sighed, and looked at Hua Dai on the bed again: "Hua Dai, the imperial examination is going to be in a few days, and that Mr. Lu has been studying hard for several months. Didn't come to see you? Actually, you are my favorite oiran lady, how about this, for you, I can postpone this oiran night until the end of the palace examination, if your Mr. Lu can really go to high school , he will definitely come back to marry you, you firmly believe that, don't you?"
"yes."
Hua Dai nodded vigorously.
"good."
Xia Beibei smiled slightly: "If he didn't come that day, you have to listen to my arrangement to be your oiran obediently, how about it?"
Hearing Xia Beibei's words, Hua Dai's eyes lit up, and then she nodded vigorously: "Okay, Sister Sisi, thank you, I believe Lu Lang will definitely come!"
"It's really stupid."
Lin Qingyue at the side saw Hua Dai's happy appearance, she couldn't help sneering, and then the red figure turned into nothingness again.
That man named Lu Yusheng, can he pass high school? If he really became the number one scholar, would he still be willing to marry a fireworks girl
Xia Beibei suddenly looked forward to that day very much.
Do lovers get married in the end? Or is it another Chen Shimei's big drama debut
...
It's night, you Fenglai, and the funeral hall is full of singing and singing.
Xia Beibei and Sima Chuqing had already quietly left their room, and the two of them headed straight for the imperial city.
Even though the imperial city was heavily guarded, for Xia Beibei and Sima Chuqing, it was still like entering an uninhabited land.
The two came to Princess Mingzhu's bedroom alone. At this time, a row of candles were still lit in the bedroom, and several maids were still guarding the room.
When Xia Beibei raised his hand, a pink mist filled the air, and all the maids in the room fell into a coma.
She and Sima Chuqing went directly to Princess Mingzhu's bedside.
At this time, Princess Mingzhu was still awake, but her face was extremely haggard.
She didn't seem surprised at all by the anomalies in the room.
Because... She often encounters this kind of situation. Usually, it is Sima who comes to see her at this time.
"You came."
Princess Mingzhu struggled to get up, but was held down by Sima Chuqing: "Don't move, be careful."
"It's okay, anyway, I... I won't live long."
Princess Mingzhu didn't know what was wrong with her, but she felt that her anger was constantly passing away, and she was about to die.
"Princess, don't be so pessimistic. I brought my sister here today. This is Sister Sisi."
The last time Sima Chuqing brought Mo Luosi, Princess Mingzhu was in a coma, so this time should be the first real meeting between them.
"Sister Sisi, thank you for the elixir."
During these days, Sima Chuqing gave Princess Mingzhu a pill every once in a while. He said that it was made by his sister, and those pills could slow down the flow of anger in Princess Mingzhu's body, although... now It's no use anymore.
But she still felt infinitely grateful.