"No, Miss Qing'er, you can't go in. The young lady has ordered, temporarily live in Wanchun Pavilion, and idle people can't enter! Seeing that Feng Qing'er was about to push the door in, Cui Chun hurriedly got up and slammed Feng Qing'er away.

She knew that Miss couldn't be disturbed, and the voice she heard yesterday had a hint of urgency, and Miss was in a medicinal bath inside, and there could be no mistake in the slightest. She couldn't let these people in, otherwise, Miss......

"Presumptuous, you little cheap hoof, you dare to rush me!" The injury was just right, Feng Qing'er could barely get out of bed and walk, and this limping appearance was really ridiculous. She hadn't recovered yet, so she wanted to find Feng Qingge to take revenge, but she didn't expect Cuichun to protect the master.

She was unsteady under her feet, she was almost knocked out, pulling the wound on her buttocks, and in an instant, her face turned pale, she grabbed Cuichun's ear with one hand, slapped her backhand, and scolded: "Who gave you the guts!" What kind of owner there is, what kind of dog there is! Wind Qingge thinks that waste can avoid me by hiding inside, Yahong, open the door and throw this little cheap hoof out for me to feed the dog! ”

"Miss Qing'er, you can't open the door, you can't!" Cui Chun's strength is weak, and where will she be Feng Qing'er's opponent, she can't wait to block behind the door immediately and not let the people in front of her approach.

Glancing at Cui Chun proudly, Ya Hong kicked open the door and hummed: "Miss, I don't know what Feng Qingge is doing, I have made this Wanchun Pavilion smoky, white, and I can't see anything." ”

"Hmph, I don't care what that shit did, let's go." Feng Qing'er pushed Cuichun out, and the subordinates who followed her walked inside one by one.

It's just that as soon as they entered the gate, the cold wind blew out, and they almost jumped up, and they all had bitter faces, and they didn't want to enter at all.

"Miss Qing'er, this, I feel that this place is eerie. This...... There's something unclean in Wanchun Pavilion, let's not go in, right? ”

"Yes, for the sake of a waste wood lady, it doesn't matter if we go in like this, but Miss Qing'er, you golden branches and jade leaves, if something really happens, what should we do?"

"That's right, Miss Qing'er should go back quickly, I don't think this is a good place!"

The subordinates who were standing looked inside, and the entire courtyard was covered by white mist, and they couldn't see anything clearly. I only felt that the cold wind of this wax moon was whistling, and I heard the sound of puffing in the courtyard, goosebumps all over their bodies rose, and they couldn't wait to leave immediately.

Feng Qing'er snorted coldly and said angrily: "A group of waste, what are you afraid of, no ghosts, don't follow me in!" ”

As she spoke, Feng Qing'er entered the courtyard first.

It was a sunny day outside, but when I got here, for some reason, the thick fog obscured my vision, and I could vaguely see the buildings in the white fog. Hearing the sound of the wind whistling in her ears, Feng Qing'er couldn't help gritting her teeth and looking around at the deserted courtyard, the sound of popping came from the bath not far ahead, and she could see bubbles bubbling in the bath.

"Heh, this scares you, isn't it just a little water." Feng Qing'er said to herself, growing her courage.

Only at this time, the fierce wind blew, and the windbreaker placed on the trunk of the tree suddenly flew away, flashing like a human figure in this white mist.

"Something!" After brushing it, Feng Qing'er's face became extremely ugly, and she hurriedly reached out and grabbed the thing opposite, and her hand was like clothes, she was shocked and scared, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, the red star power in her hand exploded and hit the clothes violently.

"Damn, there really are ghosts!"

"Ah, haunted!"

"Let's go, don't step on me, get caught, I didn't mean to!"

For a while, the people who had just entered the courtyard ran away, leaving only Yahong timidly at the door, not daring to enter.

"Rubbish, just a piece of clothing!" Looking carefully, Feng Qing'er breathed a sigh of relief, slammed her clothes on the ground, and scolded coldly: "Feng Qingge, you waste, you have the ability to hide in it and not make a sound, don't you have the ability to come out to meet people." I know you're inside, don't hide and keep quiet! ”

You really think you're Aunt Xue yourself!

The wind in the water just hummed coldly, ignoring the woman who was messing around above, she quickly calmed down, and she had no time to worry about the things above. The star power of her whole body spun around, she just sat cross-legged coldly, and at the last moment, she was about to break through the barrier!

"Puff, puff, puff......" bubbles kept popping up in the water, and even the water in the bath boiled, and the long black hair spread out like a black lotus flower in full bloom.

Feng Qing'er's legs trembled, and she quickly turned around and looked into the water. The scattered strands of hair continued to spread, her face became darker and darker, and she moved her steps towards the bath little by little, what was going on, this pool water was not a hot spring, why was it bubbling, and what was the matter with this mass of black hair......

What is it?

Trembling close to the bath in front of her, Feng Qing'er only felt that the cold air was even more biting, and the little hands trembled, reaching out to grab it downward.

It's just that she is fast, the white figure is faster, like a lightning figure floating, the black hair dances in the wind, he suddenly turned around, in the white mist, the face painted with Shura was revealed, and a ray of light from the outside shone in, and it looked even more gloomy under this thick fog.

"Wow!" The screams suddenly echoed, and Feng Qing'er couldn't stand the things in front of her anymore, so she ran away. Seeing that face, she thought of what she had heard, the ghost king, the ghost king!

"Miss, Miss, wait for me!" Yahong was even more frightened half to death, she suddenly saw the white figure, the whole person was about to pee out in fright, seeing Feng Qing'er running faster than a rabbit, she staggered on her legs, and hurriedly chased out.

Feng Qing'er, who planned to come to Feng Qingge for revenge, was finally frightened by herself and ran away. As a result, the haunting of the Wanchun Pavilion in the Wind Mansion spread in the Wind Mansion, and no one was willing to hang out there at all.

"Wow!" The clear pool water suddenly exploded, and the white figure rose into the air, the slender figure was like a breeze, with one hand, the wide coat covered her thin body, and the hair like a waterfall was attached to her little face, her eyebrows and eyes were lightly raised, she opened her red lips slightly, and spit out a touch of turbidity.

For three days, she thought that she could only hold on to forty-eight hours, but she did not expect that she persisted for a full sixty hours, completely absorbed the medicine in the bath, eliminated the toxins in her body, and even lost weight of her swollen body after poisoning.

On her fair skin, drops of water slowly fell, and her snow-white little feet fell on the ground, giving birth to lotus step by step, like a fairy falling from the sky, noble and elegant. Her eyes were raised upwards like a little fox, the starlight in her dark eyes twinkled and her red lips rose up with a sly smile.

Most importantly, her face resembles the person in the painting. No, it should be said, she is the person in the painting!

This book was first published on Kanshu.com