The unclosed wooden window was blown by the wind and hit the lattice with a loud noise, and the howling wind was like a demon crossing the border, and it was like a ghost crying wolf.

The candle-lit and empty hall looked more like a haunted house than a concubine's residence.

Soon after, it will rain, right? She thought so.

And in front of him, there was the same emotion from the man.

"It won't be long before it rains, right?"

His voice was low, like the sound of some dusty ancient instrument, and the tail note rose a little hoarsely, strange, but very catchy.

"The weather is wet, maybe the body of the concubine can be preserved for a few more days."

He continued, in an understated tone, as if he was talking about something like the good weather today.

Bai Wanwan's scalp was numb, she wanted to look up, but she instinctively began to be afraid, just staring at the ground that was gradually being wet by the rain that was pouring down.

The sound of the storm was incessant, mixed with some terrifying faint thunder.

Seeing that Bai Wanwan didn't speak, Ye Hang was not annoyed, but bent over and possessed, and the slender fingers that were so pale that she could see the blood vessels clearly lifted her chin, and her posture was as if she was looking at some discarded toy.

"However, whether it rots or not, it will be like this after all."

The thick disgust and mockery in the tone can be heard by everyone.

And Bai Wanwan was forced to raise her head, and at that moment, her pupils shrank to meet the eyes that hung deep and narrow like obsidian in the night.

Night Hang uses the villain's father's consistent modeling, and his invincible beauty naturally does not need to be questioned, but he is strange that there seems to be no blood all around him, whether it is hands, face, or thin lips with a layer of white glaze, he looks like a dead man who has been dead for a long time.

Under this person's oppressive gaze, Bai Wanwan slowly hooked the corners of her lips, looking at him with gray eyes, her eyebrows were deep, and the elegance and demure of the Central Plains woman looked particularly weird in her unexplained smile.

"Your Majesty, what are you talking about?"

Play stupid! Play stupid and you're done! I don't know anything, I don't listen to anything, I just want to live.

Receiving an unexpected response, the knuckles that Night Hang pinched her chin seemed to be a little harder.

The feeling of "the abyss is also staring at you when you are staring at the abyss" makes people feel chilled out of thin air, if it weren't for Bai Wanwan's already accustomed to all kinds of weird villains, she would probably be so frightened that her teeth would tremble now.

Her current words and deeds are indeed not in line with the original owner's design. The original owner was weak by nature, and her fear of the night hanging was even more extreme, let alone looking at him, even when she heard the word "Your Majesty" in other people's mouths, she felt breathless.

Under extreme fear and long-term depression, she chose to commit suicide.

"What's your name?"

Unexpectedly, when Ye Hang spoke again, it turned out to be such a puzzling sentence, and what was suffocating was that there were very few women in his harem, just five or six, and in this case, he didn't even remember the name of the princess who had been married and kissed for three years!

Yes, it's tyrannical.

The light smile on the corner of Bai Wanwan's mouth has never faded, but it can't give others half a sense of warmth and kindness, but it looks extremely weird. She thought about it, but she didn't report her name directly, but the title she had in the Zhao Heavenly Kingdom.

"Borderless."

"Which is boundless."

"I wish Your Majesty a long life without borders."

This sycophant, you have to shoot your heart, right?

The night hung with his eyes slightly closed, the slightly curly black hair at the end of his hair was tied in a golden crown, and the remaining parted hair was draped in front of his forehead, obliquely half covering one of his eyes, adding to the evil spirit.

"That's a good name."

The tone of the words is not like praise, and it sounds a little creepy.

Bai Wanwan couldn't figure out where the cool point of this tyrant was, how to let her go, she still carefully and carefully considered the words: "Your Majesty, can you get out of the way, if the imperial doctor doesn't come in again, the concubine will have no longevity." ”

She saw the Imperial Doctor standing at the door, her legs trembling, hey!! Obviously, I didn't dare to speak out because I was afraid of hanging in the night, okay?

Ye Hang squinted his eyes all the way down her face to see the blood marks on the white and tender wrists, and then let go of her chin in disgust, took out the handkerchief from the sleeve and wiped her hands, and threw the handkerchief on the ground at will.

"If you are looking for death, why seek medical treatment."

His tone was sarcastic, and his eyes were not good, as if he was openly and secretly laughing at Bai Wanwan's fear of death: "If it is next time, Concubine Tian doesn't have to be so troublesome, Lone's sword is much sharper." ”

Bai Wanwan's face was tight, and the intact hand rubbed her chin, which must have been pinched out of the red mark, and the expression on her face was still the same: "What do you mean by seeking death?" The concubine body naturally won't, the concubine body is just... It was just a nightmare. ”

The further back she spoke, the softer her tone became, ethereal like the chant of some resentful ghost, and the end note was like an ethereal hook hanging on it, which made people's hearts tremble.

"What a nightmare, to talk about and to listen alone?"

When Bai Wanwan tried to explain, the tyrant's retracted fingers rubbed near the short dagger hanging from his waist, intentionally or unintentionally.

Although his tone and expression didn't seem to be different, Bai Wanwan was sure that if the explanation he said didn't satisfy him, he might be cold here tonight.

When he straightened up, he was surprisingly tall, and the shadow in front of him was like a monster in a horror movie, and the sense of oppression was extremely strong. What's more, in this kind of empty hall hung with white veils, there is lightning and thunder in the background.

Bai Wanwan pursed her bloodless lips because of excessive blood loss, and smiled: "The concubine dreamed that His Majesty was going to kill the concubine today, and she woke up in the middle of the night and felt very frightened, so she did something wrong, thinking that the dream and reality are opposite... Therefore, His Majesty did not want to kill the concubine, but said such considerate words to the concubine. ”

I don't know if this answer can appease this man with a strange personality, Bai Wanwan's heart is beating like thunder, but she resists her fear and tries to keep her face calm.

Hearing Ye Hang speak in a low voice and summon the imperial doctor, Bai Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, and even the pain that she had ignored before suddenly came to her heart at this moment, and the blood flowed so much, it was naturally false to say that it didn't hurt.

The imperial doctor came in tremblingly, knelt down in fear and kowtowed to the night hanger and Bai Wanwan, and then went to the medicine box with trembling hands to get the medicine.

As if remembering something, Ye Hang strode to the row of maids standing on the side of the hall, the short dagger at his waist fell with a knife, and the extremely flat head rolled to the ground like a movie special effect, making a thumping sound, and blood splattered all over the ground.

The other maids covered their mouths in horror and did not dare to scream, and the imperial doctor's hands trembled more and more.

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