"Sister Li's face is very bad, where is it uncomfortable? Do you want to pass on the imperial doctor? Cheng Lingyue asked with great concern.

"Thank you, Niangniang, the concubine is fine, but her stomach is uncomfortable, and the concubine will retire first." Mrs. Li endured the pain and bowed before leaving.

"What's wrong with my sister? Why don't I help you back? Concubine Zheng thought about it and hurriedly said goodbye to the queen and chased Mrs. Li.

How can there be no audience in a good show, Cheng Lingyue hooked her lips slightly, and said lightly: "I won't stop everyone, let's disperse." ”

The concubines retired one after another, and Yun Xiaoxiao slowly walked out of the hall with the concubines.

When she left the palace gate, she saw Mrs. Li staggering towards the palace gate.

"Sister, I'll help you." Concubine Zheng chased after her and helped Mrs. Li to the palace gate.

"My stomach hurts." Mrs. Li staggered along, and saw the palace gate in front of her from a distance, as long as she got out of the palace gate and got into the sedan chair, she was not afraid.

It's a pity......

"Ouch, it hurts, I can't help it." Mrs. Li's aching waist was not straight, and her legs were still tightly clamped, but she still had to come.

Especially like a waterfall that flows straight down to 3,000 feet, how to stop it.

With a "plop", no matter how tightly Mrs. Li clamped it, a strong smell spread from Mrs. Li's body.

Concubine Zheng frowned, twisted her head away, and helped Mrs. Li to hurry into the sedan chair with her breath.

"Oh my God! What do I see? A concubine covered her mouth in surprise, but the smile on her face couldn't be hidden.

"It's a shame." A concubine pursed her lips mockingly, looking proud of looking down on people.

"Hmm, it stinks." It wasn't enough for a concubine to cover her mouth, but she also deliberately shook her handkerchief, as if to get rid of any peculiar smell.

It's just that there is still some distance between them and Mrs. Li, and the smell has not spread so fast, but they just look at the dodge and retreat in front of them, and guess what is happening.

"It's a shame." Although the concubine didn't make any inappropriate moves, the look of shaking her head seemed to look down on Mrs. Li's shame this time.

……

Hate! It's ruthless! It seems that Mrs. Li can't hold back to solve the matter halfway, and it will become a permanent topic of conversation in the harem.

Yun Xiaoxiao silently looked back at the main hall that was already empty, her eyes were deep, it seemed that if she wanted to deal with her, she had to think about it.

"Niangniang, Mrs. Li can't help but solve it halfway."

"Hehe......" Only since the eldest princess left, the queen mother has not laughed so quickly.

Hum! You've been waiting for the best yet. Queen Cheng Lingyue had a gloomy and bloodthirsty face, daughter, you wait, behind the scenes, she must pay for her life.

*

The night was confused, all the sounds were silent, the sparse stars in the sky were twinkling, and everything between heaven and earth was shrouded in the misty night, which seemed so silent and ethereal.

On this night, just after the hour, the harem was quiet at night.

A gorgeous and exquisite palace, the bedroom of the main hall, the precious red Luo gauze tent hangs lightly, luxurious and gorgeous, and the high-grade gold thread shines brightly, this is Mrs. Li's Wangchun Palace.

The red candles on the silver candlesticks on the desk flickered, and the whole bedroom was shrouded in dim candlelight, which was bright and dark, swaying.

Mrs. Li was lying in the red gauze tent of the palace, falling asleep in a daze, when suddenly a very small, very small and imperceptible sound alarmed Mrs. Li, who was sleeping unsteadily.

"Who? Who's out there? She asked alarmingly.

Outside the carved window, the world is silent, and I don't hear the slightest sound, only the swaying sound of the branches being blown by the wind.

With a "bang", the red Luo gauze tent was lifted.

Mrs. Li got up in her clothes, and her small and delicate jade feet were just placed on the low stool in front of the bed.

She was startled, her pupils were wide, and a short figure floated towards Mrs. Li through the layers of fluttering curtains.

"Li Hui is here, I died so miserably."

The sound of silk seemed to come from the abyss of hell.

"Bold! Dare to call the name of this palace, who are you? ”

Mrs. Li shouted hard, she straightened her back, her expression was not afraid and unmoved, but her slender hands hidden in her sleeves clenched in fear.

"Li Hui is here! I died a miserable death. The white shadow drifted closer.

"Don't pretend to be a ghost, this palace is not afraid of you." Mrs. Li then asked loudly.

Slowly, the white shadow drifted closer, close enough that Mrs. Li could see it......

The long black hair hung down on the shoulders, hanging down on both sides of the cheeks, the face was like white paper, a few strands of blood slipped across the snow-white face, and the eyes and red lips were bleeding red.

"Ahh Don't come here. Mrs. Li screamed, her fingers trembling as she pointed at the white-clothed ghost floating towards her.

She ran to the bed, loaded her head into the quilt, the thick quilt covered her from head to toe, she trembled all over, shrunk into the quilt and did not dare to probe out.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Hearing the sound, the palace maid on duty hurriedly asked, and before the palace maid came, the white shadow came out of the window.

"Ghosts, ghosts, ghosts over there." Mrs. Li quietly probed out and secretly looked around.

The red candles flickered, the pink curtains fluttered, and the female ghost with long hair and bleeding through seven holes in white was gone.

"Mother, you're just having nightmares, it's okay." The palace maid hugged Mrs. Li, who was trembling all over, and comforted her in a low voice.

"Don't go." Mrs. Li's face turned pale with fear and panic, and she clung to the palace maid's sleeve.

"It's okay, the slave is with you, you can go to sleep." The palace maid helped the frightened Mrs. Li to lie down, pulled up the brocade quilt and covered her body, and then sat on the low couch in front of the bed, gently patting Mrs. Li's slender hand holding the quilt

"Sleep, mother, the slave is here with you."

After Mrs. Li fell asleep, a palace maid secretly changed all the tea left in the house.

*

For several days, whenever Mrs. Li just fell asleep, the female ghost with long hair fluttering and bleeding from seven holes, sticking out her long tongue, appeared in front of her eyes.

Every time she shouted for her to take her life, she died so miserably, the lake was cold, she was so cold, so freezing.

The panicked Mrs. Mission shook her head and shouted indiscriminately, "Celestial Princess, it's not me, it's not me who killed you, it's not me, don't come to me." ”

Mrs. Li, who was frightened for a few days, had black bruises under her eyes, red silk under her eyes, and was in a trance, talking nonsense, and shrunk in the corner of the bed in a crazy and demented manner.

His hands were clutching the quilt in fear, his body was shaking uncontrollably, his eyes were blank, he looked out of the bed without focus, and muttered in a low voice.

The palace maid hurriedly found the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat Mrs. Li, and the skilled imperial physician Wang carefully checked Mrs. Li's pulse.

Doctor Wang looked at Mrs. Li's symptoms, and only said that there was no cure for the demons in her heart, but she was only prescribed some calming drugs for her, hoping that she could get out of the demon barrier herself, otherwise no one would be able to save her.