Outside the gate of Anguo Mansion, the atmosphere was strange and terrifying.

The red silk was still fluttering in the wind, but the drumming had stopped. The long winding red dragon froze in place, like a dead python.

The sixteen-person roof was placed at the bottom of the steps, and the sedan drapery was wide open, revealing a terrifying red inside.

The red wedding dress, the red hijab, and the red blood fell from under the hijab drop by drop, slowly seeping into the red tassel in front of the bride's placket.

"Dead ...... He's dead! Xi Pozi reached out to probe the bride's snort, stammered and shouted such a sentence, and then rolled her eyes, and "Goodong" fell backwards at once.

The palace maids, grandmothers, and chamberlains who gave the wedding fell to their knees, and suddenly cried loudly.

At this time, a black-faced mother-in-law suddenly rushed out of the vermilion gate, stomped her feet and shouted: "You have to cry back to the palace and cry, don't add bad luck at our door!" If you are alarmed, the emperor will not be able to protect you! ”

As soon as her words fell, a little palace maid next to Caiyu suddenly jumped up and hit her head: "A cheap thing with a wolf's heart and a dog's lungs!" Obviously, it was the bad luck of your government that killed the princess......"

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and it was the mother-in-law's slap that slapped the little palace maid's face fiercely.

There was immediately chaos in front of the house. The old lady with the sedan chair, the little palace maid who accompanied the attendants, and the little eunuchs who ran errands rushed forward in twos and threes, and surrounded the mother-in-law.

The other party was not afraid, he raised his head and raised his voice and shouted, but he didn't pay attention to these noble envoys from the palace at all.

The passers-by were all shocked and changed color when they saw this battle, and they all pretended not to see it and avoided it from a distance.

Now that the Anguo Mansion is arrogant, even the emperor can only whisper in front of their family, where do ordinary people dare to move forward!

In the midst of such chaos, the still bleeding eyes under the red hijab suddenly opened.

Listening to the "buzzing" noise in her ears, Pu Jia was stunned for a long time, and finally when she touched the statue of Guanyin in her arms, she barely recognized her situation.

The consciousness is still a little drowsy, and it is like in a dream.

But she already knew it wasn't a dream.

The body seemed to be imprisoned in a mud tire, and it was very heavy. Pu Jia waited patiently for a while, and then started with her fingers, trying to move her body little by little.

Wrists, crooks, head and neck......

The congealed blood slowly flowed again, and the stiff body quietly regained its vitality like a river of melting ice in early spring.

The blood marks on his face had long since solidified, and he was uncomfortably dry. Pu Jia touched the handkerchief from the placket of her clothes and wiped it carefully, then lifted her hijab and slowly stood up.

Step and get out of the car.

The crying in my ears stopped abruptly. After the deathly silence, the scene was filled with exclamations and footsteps, and there was chaos in an instant.

Pu Jia glanced at the long red dragon that couldn't see the end, and smiled lightly at the corners of her lips.

There have been several back-and-forth between life and death, and now nothing can scare her. It's a pity for these old ladies and little palace maids, I'm afraid I'm going to have a nightmare for a while.

Coming back from the dead......

I don't think I'm going to be burned to death as a demon, right?

After a while, Pu Jia smiled, dragged her still stiff legs and took a few steps forward, looking up at the three golden characters of "Anguofu" on the lintel.

Ankookfu.

The people of the world "only know that there is an Anguo Mansion, but they don't know that there is a court".

Countless killer assassins were buried here, only the living people entered, but the living people did not come out.

She had been tormenting in it for months like a trapped beast, calling the heavens and the earth to the unspirited Anguo Mansion.

That person's home, Anguo Mansion.

The past flashed in front of me like a marquee. The bloody pictures made Pu Jia's eyes blur.

By the time she came back to her senses, the inner chamberlains had calmed down a lot. A little palace maid could even come over boldly and wipe the blood from her lips for her.

Pu Jia moved the corners of her lips, slowly smiled, and stepped on the stone steps step by step: "Open the door." ”