"Ah Fu, your brother has come to pick you up. Super fast and stable dìng update novel, this article is written by ...... "Xia Ruoqing sighed lightly, "In this case, you can go." ”

"Childe, if you blend in with the spirit sending team, it will be a good opportunity." Xi Yunhe still didn't give up and persuaded him.

"Needless to say, come back as soon as you can, I still have something for you to do." Xia Ruoqing said, and walked away.

After changing her clothes and outfits, Xia Ruoqing walked slowly on the road alone, her steps hesitant and her face tired.

Since the death of Jun Yihuang, because of her position second only to the queen, according to the law of the Nantang harem, all the concubines in the harem need to wear a vegetarian for their spirits, and they are not allowed to leave without permission, and Xia Ruoqing is not exempt.

From that day when Helan Fu committed suicide, Xia Ruoqing forcibly sealed his soul in the purple jade ear, Xia Ruoqing could vaguely perceive the unwillingness of Helan Fu's soul, but Helan Fu's expression was more helpless and sad, and he could only show coldness, no matter how relieved Xia Ruoqing was, there was no fluctuating response.

But after Xia Ruoqing told Helan Fu that she wanted to take Jun Yihuang's soul and let Helan Fu borrow Jun Yihuang's body to return her soul, Xia Ruoqing found that Helan Fu's soul began to become restless, but after all, yin and yang are separated, and the feeling comes and goes, Xia Ruoqing only regarded it as her own hallucination.

However, when Xia Ruoqing introduced Jun Yihuang's spirit into her ears and let Helan Fu blend together, Xia Ruoqing knew that her soul was indeed like a human being, and it was not her illusion.

Helan Fu's rage, irritability, resentment, and hatred were triggered at the moment when Jun Yihuang's soul entered his ears, and Xia Ruoqing could even occasionally hear a roar or two of soul-tearing wind in his ears, even if he didn't understand it, Xia Ruoqing could guess the meaning of the roar.

She finally knew the origin of the resentful spirits in this world.

The resentment is deep, there is no catharsis, and it does not enter reincarnation, it is for the resentful spirit.

Xia Ruoqing was afraid, she wanted to take out the wisp of Jun Yihuang's spirit, but found that this method was not mentioned in the book Nightmare. She was afraid that taking Helan Fu's soul to participate in Jun Yihuang's wake would irritate Helan Fu more and more, and unpredictable things would happen. She had no choice but to leave the earrings in the dormitory and seal them.

Jun Yi Huang Soul Guard expired, Xia Ruoqing took advantage of the time when the concubines and concubines of the palace took advantage of the gap to go back to the palace to rest and have no time to take care of each other, as the spirit sending team mixed out of the palace, went straight to the Ping Wang Mausoleum to change its feng shui, and made the best feng shui level more evil, so as to ensure that Jun Yihuang was alive and undefeated.

In view of Helan Fu's resentment, Xia Ruoqing did not dare to revive her soul at that time. Xia Ruoqing comforted herself, as long as Jun Yihuang's body was not defeated, she would come back and find a way to eliminate Helan Fu's resentment, and then send her to return to her soul.

The most difficult things have been completed, Helan Fu's temperament for her has never been long, and it will always dissipate over time.

Ah Fu ...... He will be able to understand her.

Xia Ruoqing muttered repeatedly, but her steps became more and more hesitant and shaky. The period of the wake did not rest, and the horse galloped back and forth between Du Ling and King Ping's Mausoleum overnight, not to mention the wear and tear of the nightmare technique, Xia Ruoqing only felt that his body was at the end of the crossbow.

And what made her retreat even more was the unpredictable reaction of Helan Fu who was about to face.

Ah Fu thinks he can understand her......

Usually walking only needs to burn incense, Xia Ruoqing walked for nearly an hour. The plaque of Ninghuan Palace is already in sight, and no one has passed around, and the desertion is comparable to the cold palace.

Xia Ruoqing exhaled, straightened her spine, returned to her usual appearance of a quiet concubine, and stepped over the high threshold.

The palace was the same as when she left, with dead leaves swept in the wind, flowers and plants flourishing wantonly, and no one was in charge.

Xia Ruoqing turned a blind eye and followed the path that could be found with her eyes closed, and walked towards her residence.

The road is also empty, Xia Ruoqing has long been used to it, and now there are only one or two palace ladies in charge of cleaning in Linghuan Palace, as for the regulatory treatment that the noble concubines should enjoy, there are only two or three percent left as early as when they fell out of favor, and the rest were all withdrawn by the Inner Chamberlain after Emperor Nanzhao's flogging.

Approaching the small building, Xia Ruoqing suddenly heard a burst of crying. Xia Ruoqing had already ordered that no one should be allowed to approach her bedroom, but she didn't know who it was.

After walking two more steps, without flowers and plants, Xia Ruoqing saw a palace man about forty years old sitting on the side of the road, huddled into a ball of wailing and crying, and his whole body trembled like chaff.

"What are you doing? Didn't you say that you weren't allowed to get close to Qiyuanxuan? Xia Ruoqing's eyebrows were furrowed, she had never seen this palace person, and she didn't know why she was crying in front of her bedroom.

Xia Ruoqing walked silently, and this sound scared the palace man into a flinch, and even his crying was interrupted, and his expression was almost as if he was about to faint.

The middle-aged palace man looked up and saw that it was Xia Ruoqing, so he relieved himself, and pulled the corner of Xia Ruoqing's skirt softly and said, "Quiet...... Jing Gui Concubine...... You...... Your dormitory is haunted...... Don't go ......"

After Xia Ruoqing was flogged, the remnants of the palace people in Linghuan Palace knew that the general trend of Jing Guifei had gone, and they all looked for their own relationships and transferred away. This middle-aged palace person's name is Mingxin, his personality is weak and simple, and he is silent, so he was stuffed into this Linghuan Palace where no one wants to come.

Mingxin is obedient to the opposite, and if it comes, it will be safe. She didn't know that Xia Ruoqing didn't allow the palace people to get close to Qiyuanxuan, and she didn't see Xia Ruoqing appear in the palace for another day and night. After all, Xia Ruoqing still has the position of a noble concubine, Mingxin has been in the palace for a long time, and she has seen a lot of disgraced concubines, and her heart is soft, for fear that Xia Ruoqing will starve in Qiyuanxuan without anyone to take care of her, so she went to the dining room to ask for a meal and came to give it to Xia Ruoqing to eat.

Xia Ruoqing doesn't like the luxury and spaciousness of the palace, but likes Qiyuanxuan, who is alone in the corner of Linghuan Palace. Mingxin's heart began to tremble when she passed through the dense garden, and when she was trembling, Qiyuanxuan knocked on the door for a long time and no one answered, so she had to push open the door and go in.

Xia Ruoqing has lived in Helanfu's Chengming Hall for a long time, this Qiyuan Xuan was already cold, but now the doors and windows are closed, no one is in charge of the lamp, and it is even darker inside.

Mingxin had the courage to call upstairs, just walked two steps to listen to the sound of objects rolling upstairs, and then went up to the second floor, opened the door curtain, and didn't want to be in the small building that was calm before, and the wind was fierce in an instant, cold and biting.

Mingxin shouted in fright, the plate in her hand couldn't hold it anymore, and it fell to the floor, and the person was so frightened that she climbed and fell down the wooden ladder.

Mingxin fell dizzy, unable to move when lying under the wooden ladder, but heard someone upstairs calling Xia Ruoqing's name sharply, the voice was ethereal, flickering east and west, and the sound of miscellaneous objects throwing and rolling was even worse.

Mingxin even forgot the pain on her body now, got up and rushed straight to the outside of the Xuan, out of the garden to the path where the sun could shine outside, only then her legs and feet were sore, she couldn't run anymore, and she sat on the ground and cried.

Xia Ruoqing frowned and listened to Mingxin's messy and upside-down words, and her face suddenly became extremely ugly. She placed a layer of seals on the outside of the wooden box with earrings, and divided the second and third floors on the second floor and downstairs, thinking that it was foolproof, but she didn't think that after a few days, Helan Fu was able to break through the wooden box seal, and Jiao Mingxin accidentally bumped into it.

Mingxin had good intentions, but Xia Ruoqing didn't want to punish her, so she could only hurriedly comfort her and tell her not to say anything before sending people away.

Walking to the foot of Qiyuan Xuan, Xia Ruoqing saw that the carved wooden door was hidden, her face was calm, and she hesitated for a moment before entering the Xuan.

Sure enough, outside the Xuan, I didn't realize it, but when I entered the Xuan, the black fog was thick, as if I had fallen into an ice cave.

"Ah Fu, I'm back, don't make trouble." Xia Ruoqing called in a low voice, holding the wooden ladder up to the second floor.

There was a pile of broken porcelain scraps at the entrance of the ladder, and the curtain was as steady as Mount Tai hanging in front, Xia Ruoqing sighed softly and lifted the curtain.

A gust of wind rolled towards Xia Ruoqing at the same time as the curtain was lifted, Xia Ruoqing was blown and her eyes were closed, and she heard the crisp sound of ping pong in her ears, and she felt a pain in her neck.

Xia Ruoqing hurriedly loosened the curtain, and the wooden ladder outside the curtain was calm again. Xia Ruoqing's right hand was caressed on the sore spot of his side, and the tentacles were warm and wet, and it was actually a long and deep wound. Her eyes had adjusted to the darkness, and when she looked down, she saw that the white broken porcelain that had gathered in a pile just now fell all over the ground, and it was more and more completely shattered.

“…… Ah Fu, do you want to kill me? Xia Ruoqing covered her neck and asked in a low voice.

The wind howled inside the curtain, and even the curtain was rolled up to a corner.

"You...... Do you really want to kill me? Ah Fu, it's me...... It's Qingqing. Xia Ruoqing's eyes showed a trace of doubt, a trace of vulnerability, and a little hesitation.

Ah Fu ...... Trying to kill her?

Wrong...... It's not Ah Fu, it's definitely Jun Yihuang's wisp of spirit that is doing the trick! How could Ah Fu ...... How could he be willing to hurt her? Ah Fu is just too upset, no one has left her, she has been trapped in her ear rings for so long, and it is only right that she will be angry.

Xia Ruoqing's eyes blinked, and the rest of the love in her eyes was blinked, leaving only firmness.

It must be like this, just go in and comfort Ah Fu, it will be fine.

Xia Ruoqing didn't hesitate anymore and stepped into the curtain.

The inside and outside of the curtain are like two worlds, the whole second floor is blowing in the wind, the neatly placed furnishings are not presentable, and they are staggered by the wind, and those ceramic objects are all broken, all over the place, making people have nowhere to put their feet.

Xia Ruoqing was so swept by the wind that she almost couldn't stand steadily, she was busy covering her face with the sleeves of her robe, squinting around looking for the wooden box where the ears were placed, and at the same time called: "Ah Fu, it's me, it's me, don't make trouble, okay?" ”

If you don't call it back, this time the yin wind is swept into one place, Xia Ruoqing was thrown to the dressing table by the wind, and her back slammed on the edge of the corner of the stage, and she suddenly couldn't stand in pain, and she fell directly to the ground.

"Ah...... ......"

"Why...... Don't let me go...... Why...... Xia Ruoqing ...... "Xia Ruoqing is a spirit, these words are in my ears, although they are intermittent and ethereal, but they are so familiar, they are indeed Helan Fu's voice."

Xia Ruoqing...... Hate you...... Xia Ruoqing! Xia Ruoqing! Xia Ruoqing covered her waist with one hand, and saw that the broken porcelain on the ground was rolled into a ball to form a tornado. Xia Ruoqing couldn't help but be shocked, but she was forced to move by the wind, so she could only raise the palm of the white towel to bandage the remaining finger and protect it in front of her head and face.

"Ah...... Fragrance......? ”

"What kind of situation do you have to do before you stop!" At the same time, with a roar of the yin wind, the porcelain fragments were like stormy waves, surging towards Xia Ruoqing one after another.

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