ghost in palace

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"You like the excitement here? I like your cleanliness. Last time you played a tune for me, how about I sing a tune for you today? But I'm afraid you will have to play for me."

Qianjin just smiled and said nothing, walked to the xylophone and sat down.Hong Lian walked behind the screen, looked at Qian Jin through the screen, and slowly sang her endless love.Qian Jin felt the scorching eyes from behind the screen, and the roots of her ears gradually turned red.

Since then, Qianjin has been alone in the yard, and whenever she walks past the window with orchids, she will inadvertently think of her burning eyes that day.Unknowingly, that gaze actually haunted me a little.Not knowing why, he stood in front of the selling gold cave again.

The screen no longer jumps, Su He and A Luo endure their suffering together, experience their past together, as if they are acting out their own stories.

The days flowed away in such helplessness of loving but not being able to speak, and the rich man who hadn't appeared for a long time suddenly appeared in the selling gold cave.At this time, Qianjin was in the red lotus room, and the two of them were holding pens and painting Danqing in front of the mirror. The red lotus in the painting did not have heavy makeup, and she sat on a chair in a red dress and looked up at Qianjin who was holding her hand. With deep love.

The window was blown open by the wind, and a strand of Qianjin's hair was blown onto Honglian's cheek.Honglian raised her head just as Qianjin lowered her head, and the eyes of the two collided for the first time. The longing that had not been seen for a few days, and the obsession that could not be fulfilled for a long time, all came together at this moment.

The wind blew out the red candles, and the curtains of the windows fell gently.The two of them collapsed on the bed shyly and nervously, and the longing and love for several days disappeared as they worked together.Skin-to-skin contact brings the satisfaction of fit. In the dark night, the two people's shining eyes met silently without words. The slight tremor brought by the fingertips stroking each skin is like the feeling of peeping every day and being discovered. Heartbroken.

"Shall we leave here? I have ransom money, and I have accumulated a lot of private money... Are you willing to give up your wife's status and go with me?"

"Leave here? I don't care about this status, but if we are determined to go, then we should plan carefully."

"Okay, I listen to you."

And downstairs, the rich son and a potbellied official lord sat in a side room chatting.

"Master Li, can this matter be accomplished? I don't want to be a big official, just being a small county magistrate in the city that never sleeps is enough. I hope that my lord will fulfill the villain's thoughts."

"What about this? It is easy and easy to say, but it is also difficult. I have heard that you are old acquaintances with the number one red lotus girl in this golden cave. The red lotus girl is famous far and wide, and I really want to see her." ."

"It's easy. My lord, just wait for the beautiful woman with peace of mind." The rich man toasted a glass of wine with a smile, and his eyes were full of pride. When I become the county magistrate of the city that never sleeps, I will be the first to punish those merchants who look down on me. .There is no need to break the Taoist's words, there is a boring woman in the room, like a Buddha, untouchable.

☆、Chapter 59 How deep is the courtyard (end)

The red candle dripped hot tears, leaving a blood-red trace on the candlestick.But the wax tears at the bottom of the candlestick will always have the same shape, no matter how the wax tears flow, it will not affect the accumulated wax tears at all.

Because time had stopped at the moment when Qianjin left, Hong Lian was lying on the bed breathing steadily, but never got up again.

Even Suhe in Honglian's body fell into a deep sleep together. Since Suhe's resentment in her body was easily assimilated by Honglian's breath, she almost put herself away from the first time she saw Ah Luo. He and Ah Luo were brought into the story of Honglian and Qianjin.

Because of the supernatural power of the primordial spirit, Ah Luo would break away from Qianjin's state of mind from time to time, but Qianjin's mood after losing Honglian was very unstable, and the screen would jump from time to time, so even if Ah Luo was out of Qianjin's state of mind, she didn't know where to go. start.

Ah Luo put on pure white silk again, and wore plain white silk flowers on her head. She felt pain in her heart, and she stood in the yard with a little confused eyes.Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar furnishings around, as well as the jar with soil in his hands, this is the house again? But why do you feel that the furnishings in the house have changed? What is this jar? !

"Third Lady? Why are you here? Ma'am is looking for you." Ah Luo turned her head and saw a strange woman with old-fashioned hair coiled on her head and a hairpin with a huge gemstone stuck in it.

Looking at the hairpin on the woman's head, Ah Luo guessed that she should be someone of status, so she followed the woman through several corridors to a spacious room.All the way thinking about how I changed from a daughter to a third lady.Before entering the room, a teacup fell out, and the scalding tea and splashed tea leaves all fell under Ah Lao's white skirt.

"How many times have I told you that you are not allowed to wear white, you are not allowed to wear white, it is unlucky! You came to our house for the joy! If you don't come, you are going to mourn!" A middle-aged woman was leaning in the room, frowning, He stared at San Niangzi sternly.

Ah Lao didn't know what to say, so she stood there silently waiting for her to criticize.Suddenly she spoke, "Do you think I am willing to marry here for the sake of happiness?" After finishing speaking, the third lady looked up to the sky and smiled, her eyes swept over the maids present one by one.

These people are all descendants of that person! I never thought that the single seedling Miaomiao could reproduce so many offspring! But it doesn’t matter, you will soon pay for the mistakes your ancestors made! The eyes of the third lady are cold and full of hatred Yi, like a dormant snake, spits out a message and walks on these people.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at?! Nanny took off her clothes for me and tamed her fiercely!" As soon as she finished speaking, a woman with a kind face and a smile walked out beside her, while she was flicking up her sleeves, Smiling and walking towards the third lady.

"The Taoist priest you can rely on, I killed him when I came. And when you carried me back with eight big sedan chairs, the last spell that protected you has been invalidated. I also found what I wanted things, you...you can die already."

The woman hadn't reached the third lady's side when suddenly her body hung in the air, her body was like a shower, with blood bubbling downwards.And the third lady walked under the woman, bathed in the still hot blood, when the blood fell on her body, the third lady sighed deeply.

"Not enough! Not enough! Not enough blood!"

Everyone was so shocked that they forgot to run away, until San Niangzi said this, and then ran out in a panic.However, it was useless, he couldn't run a few steps, and his body fell into the air like that nun and was bloodletted alive.

In an instant, everyone was hanged in the yard to let blood out, a gurgle of blood fell on the ground and flowed out a rune neatly, and a jar was placed in the center of the rune.The third lady trembled and walked to the side of the jar, knelt down and fondled the jar lovingly.

"I'm back, I'm here to take you away." After saying that, San Niangzi reached out and took out a handful of broken bones from the jar, held them in her palm, and cried miserably.

The vivid appearance of that person in life keeps appearing in front of my eyes. The original red hand, small waist, sweet smile and hopeful eyes, all kinds of tenderness are like water, but now it is just a broken bone in the palm of the hand, silent and quiet. Lie in the palm of your hand.Will not respond to any of my own words.

I finally got the strength to take you away, but you are no longer here.

San Niangzi poured out all the broken bones in the jar, sat in the center of the rune, and pieced together the bones little by little.Tears dripped on the bones, moistening the dry bones in circles.

The third lady sat on the ground for three days, and the people in the air had begun to rot and emit stench. Then the third lady released a handful of white fireworks to burn the bodies and souls of these people.The skeletons under his hands slowly took on a human shape from a pile of broken bones, but the skull was also broken, and the head could be put together to form a flat circle as the head.

The third lady stepped out of the rune, made seals with her hands, and stood facing the wind, her long hair coiled behind her head was scattered by the wind, swimming like thousands of black snakes behind her.The bones on the ground will suck the blood that is about to dry up around them into the bones, and the bones are covered with a thin layer of skin, with little swollen blood veins squirming inside.Withered bones and raw flesh, broken bones formed a complete human figure, lying quietly on the ground like a newborn baby, her body was white and shimmering, her face was peaceful and her hair was black like a waterfall, but she was lifeless.