In the warm pavilion of Xuanhua Palace, the candle flame is swaying, and the agarwood is floating. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Yuxia leaned on the couch, her eyes fell on the stove on the side of the couch, wisps of white smoke rose in the bend, and with her hand, the smoke spread out like a loss of the backbone, and there was no trace in an instant, only the strong fragrance remained.

Whether it is an ethereal emotion or a tangible and tangible thing, there will be a day when it will disappear, but it will only be sooner or later.

After all, man still has to obey the will of God.

The eyelids kept sinking, sinking, so heavy that she could no longer support it, and only thought in a daze, it was better to squint for a while, squint for a while, maybe when she woke up, they would come back.

In the hazy gauze tent, Zhang Yuxia curled up, sleeping like a slumber, that kind of demeanor was very peaceful, she breathed evenly, and a smile appeared on her lips, she was dreaming, right? Maybe it was another dream when she was young, and only when her childlike innocence was still alive would she show such ease.

Outside the hall, the wind was blowing, menacing, and unstoppable.

The gauze curtain rolled up and picked up Zhang Yuxia's face, and a burst of itching swept over, and there were bursts of chills on her body.

Zhang Yuxia seemed to hear someone calling her in a daze. The voice seemed as vague as the horizon, yet as clear as if it were close at hand.

She slowly raised her eyes, and it was pitch black outside the veil, and the candle flame that had been bright had been extinguished at some point.

Her consciousness was slowly recovering, and the sound of wind and rain outside was in her ears, and the momentum was huge, as if there was only this endless wind and rain left in this world, which only increased the desolation of the world.

The cold wind poured in, and the coolness became stronger and stronger. How long has she been asleep? Why haven't they come back yet? Is it blocked by wind and rain? The wind and rain are ruthless, and people are affectionate, how can they stop it?

Her worries grew, she fell asleep, got up, and walked out.

The empty hall was full of shadows, and the solemnity of the day turned into terror in such a stormy night, Zhang Yuxia's heart was tight, and she even forgot the guards who kept vigil.

There was a rattle under her feet, and every step felt like a walk into the abyss.

A white shadow swept past her with a heavy cool air, as fast as lightning, and she thought it was her dazzled. However, at the moment when she was in a trance, the unthinkable happened again, and the pomegranate hairpin between her buns was clearly swept away by the ghost shadow in this electric light.

Strange and panicked, filled the entire hall, and the sound of wind and rain suddenly intensified, slapping on the doors and windows, as if someone was crying out angrily and sadly.

There are many injustices in this world, and injustices are naturally indispensable.

Zhang Yuxia suppressed the fear surging in her heart, her eyes widened, and she searched around, could it be that the ghost that has been rumored in the palace is the white shadow that was terrifying just now? Where did she come from? And where did it go? Does she also have a grudge?

Just as she was in the midst of her frightened thoughts, the white shadow appeared again with a poignant laugh, and she was seen fluttering and flickering, her feet not touching the ground, as if she was walking from the emperor's dragon chair.

Zhang Yuxia was stunned, the dragon chair just now was obviously empty, why did she appear there? A deep panic once again took possession of her whole mind, and she wanted to go, to get out of here, but those feet, as if stunned, could not move. The heartstrings flutter irregularly, sometimes urgently, sometimes slowly, sometimes nothing, as if they would collapse immediately in the next moment.

Everything in the world seemed to be still, and only the white shadow was still moving.

"Don't you remember me?" The voice was sharp like a serrated knife, which frustrated Zhang Yuxia's stiff heart all at once.

The female ghost actually knew her name, Zhang Yuxia passively accepted the signals sent to her by the female ghost, her brain was as messy as the wind and rain outside, and she couldn't help herself at all.

She could only watch the female ghost approach step by step, but she was powerless to resist, she closed her eyes in despair.

Perhaps, this is the destiny of heaven, even if she is reincarnated, she still can't escape the fate of being miserably at the hands of others, perhaps, the catastrophe in her life has not been over, right? Perhaps, in the next life, in the next life, she will change, or perhaps, there is no longer a maybe.

The female ghost stood in front of her, circling lightly around her, her cold fingers sliding over her cheeks, which were also unwarm, "Your face is really beautiful." How many emperors and generals have been ruined in your red faces? I've been wondering how to punish you sinners of history to relieve this hatred. ”

The female ghost Yan Liang's words forced Zhang Yuxia's weak heart, she could barely stand, she only held on like that.

Zhang Yuxia racked her brains, thinking desperately, and the past emerged one after another, but so many thoughts were entangled, like a knotted ball of thread, hiding her head and tail, how to sort it out?

"Xia'er, we have known each other for a long time, before, although I didn't like you, but I didn't expect you to be a person who likes the new and hates the old, the first emperor's body was just cold, and you immediately caught up with the new emperor, a woman like you is even more hateful! But I have no choice but to let you escape again and again with God's favor for you. Even if you die at my hands today, you have earned all the glory in your life......" The female ghost has a strong voice, and the number of piles is like settling old accounts.

Zhang Yuxia's heart was like being hit hard by a hard object, but that heavy blow made her wake up, she opened her eyes, cold light burst out, and looked at the white-haired female ghost who was hiding her face, "You are the Queen Mother!" ”

All this seemed to be expected, the female ghost laughed, and the cold air that came out was as heavy as if it could coalesce into ice.

Zhang Yuxia regained her calm in her heart, and only looked at her coldly, since she came to look for her, naturally she would not just say those few words that were not painful, what was her purpose, although Zhang Yuxia did not want to know, but in this case, she did not take the lead, she could only watch the actions of the female ghost.

The female ghost's laughter stopped abruptly, and the wind and rain whistled again.

The cold light in the female ghost's eyes can still penetrate into people's hearts even through the long white hair, "You are a smart woman, but women are never better than men." A wise man can create a perfect world, while a woman, no matter how it goes, can only be an appendage behind a man. Women are too smart, but they will be suspected of being a curse, you know? The female ghost is fluttering in circles, and the words she spits out are also fluttering, but in such a light flutter, the things contained in it seem to be as heavy as Mount Tai, and the weight is so heavy that people dare not carry it.

Zhang Yuxia tried her best to control herself and not allow herself to be disturbed by the female ghost, but she heard the female ghost say, "It's like your grandmother, Mrs. An Lehou, who is smart and indispensable, but after all, she was mistaken by her own ambitions, do you think, how can the cautious nature of the emperor tolerate her?" ”

Was the father's death related to the grandmother? Zhang Yuxia rolled a shiver behind her, shocked and half-convinced, although her grandmother had a scheming, she would not have anything to do with the political affairs of the court!

"And your Yongying's third uncle, your reckless cousin, where are they now? Do you really know? The female ghost glanced at Zhang Yuxia, her eyes were cold and mysterious, and she had a terrifying smile, which was full of schadenfreude and sarcasm.

"What happened to my third uncle and second brother?" Zhang Yuxia could feel the trembling of her voice, not to mention just the voice, even her hands, her heart was trembling, uncontrollable trembling.

In such a situation, and such depressing news, who will be calm as usual? Unless that person has no heart, but the heart is gone, isn't that the walking dead?

Zhang Yuxia was desperate, she didn't know that behind the gorgeous curtain, there were such shady things hidden.