"Hong'er, Sister Hong'er, are you still there? Woowoo...... It's really dark in here, I'm so scared, woo woo woo ......."

……

No matter what Sun Qingwen said, there was not even a trace of wind outside the door, only her whimpering sound one after another, which was very scary.

In order to allow the deceased relatives of the General's Mansion to have a resting place, the ancestral hall was specially built in a corner of the southwest, and according to Mr. Feng Shui, this is a treasure of Feng Shui.

And Sun Qingyi's courtyard happens to be next to the ancestral hall, and it is precisely because of this feng shui treasure suitable for "rest" that no one will come over at ordinary times.

In order to avoid the patrolling soldiers, Sun Qingyi deliberately made a big circle before entering the ancestral hall, and before she entered the courtyard, Sun Qingwen's cry came from afar.

The curtains that she still felt beautiful in the day were like hellish ghosts in the night, flying in the air with teeth and claws, floating towards Sun Qingwen, she was originally timid, and she couldn't stand it even more when she saw such a normal face.

"Miss, are you there?" Pinching his throat, Sun Qingyi deliberately whispered in the ancestral hall.

As long as there is a chance to ask for help, Sun Qingwen will not let it go, and now when she heard the sound of someone talking, she quickly stood up, slammed the door hard, and echoed the people outside.

"I'm here, let me out, it's so dark here, I'm afraid to die, did you send my mother to let me out?"

"Miss, I wasn't sent by Madame." Sun Qingyi said lightly.

"Whoever you are, let me out, I don't want to stay in it anymore." Now when she was asked to look back at the flying curtains all over the house, she didn't have the courage to escape from this hellish place as soon as possible.

"But Miss, I don't have the key, Madame asked me to bring you this, can you open the window?" Sun Qingyi continued to follow the temptation, and tapped the position of the window.

Rushed to the doctor, Sun Qingwen was really scared and had no choice, so she hurriedly opened the window, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a picture that was even more terrifying than the scene in the ancestral hall.

Aunt Rong came back to look for her again, and she was still holding the pink shirt she liked, and she was the only one in the General's Mansion who liked to wear pink clothes.

"Ah......hh I didn't mean to hurt you, I really didn't do it, I just wanted to hurt Sun Qingyi, you go to her, don't look for me, don't look for me. ”

Closing the window in a panic, Sun Qingwen squatted on the ground with her eyes covered, muttering in her mouth, "Don't look for me, don't look for me......"

This time the shock decision was no less than the last one.

Sun Qingyi unceremoniously threw her clothes into the room through the window, and then turned to leave.

This high-flying and domineering temperament is not so scary, and it can't help but break my courage as soon as it is frightened.

For fear that Sun Qingwen's cry would attract others, Sun Qingyi left the ancestral hall without staying long.

Stepping on the bright moonlight, every flower and grass in the General's Mansion looks so pleasing to the eye, she is not particularly resentful, but if she holds a grudge, then the other party must be ready to surrender.

In her worldview, if people don't offend me, I won't offend people, and if people offend me, I will swallow her three cities!

Although this trouble has not been completely solved, it can be regarded as punishing her, and Sun Qingyi's mood is exceptionally good this night.

In her dreams, she even dreamed of a pair of deep eyes, which fascinated her, and the only regret was that she didn't see the man's face clearly.

Compared with Sun Qingyi's leisure, Sun Qingwen's night was extremely difficult.

The pink clothes that flew in from the window were like a bomb that set the time, Sun Qingwen stared at it deadly, not daring to move for half a minute, could there be Aunt Rong's soul on it?

Aunt Rong is back looking for her again, and she doesn't plan to let her go.

The panicked eyes fell wantonly, Sun Qingwen trembled in the room, curled herself up, and didn't even dare to cry too loudly, for fear of disturbing Aunt Rong's soul.

"Miss, are you still there?" The rough male voice suddenly sounded, which frightened Sun Qingwen and wanted to answer but was afraid of attracting something more.

There are so many large and small spiritual positions in the ancestral hall, and the dark red candle flame flickers slightly, making the room even more eerie.

"Hey, isn't Miss here? Strange, how did I hear the cry just now? The soldier at the door muttered a few words casually, and then walked away.

The ancestral hall is heavy here, and the strange atmosphere at night is terrifying, and even the patrol soldiers rarely come here.

When there was no movement outside, Sun Qingwen's attention slowly fell on the pink shirt, staring at it with scarlet eyes, for fear that she would be taken away by Aunt Rong if she was not careful.

"Aunt Rong, I didn't do this thing, it's not my ......"

"It's all Sun Qingyi, it must be her, she knows that I want to frame her, so she must be trying to frame you."

"Why don't you go to Sun Qingyi? Aunt Rong, I didn't do this thing, I didn't ......"

……

Sun Qingwen was stunned, and kept muttering this sentence, and even the maid who sent the food in felt that the second lady was chattering when she saw this scene.

On the first day, everyone didn't pay attention to it, the arrogant second lady was locked up, and there was inevitably a gap in her heart, so it was normal to be unhappy.

The next day, the maidservant who delivered the meal put the food by the door and walked away, saying that the second lady should be crazy, but no one believed it.

The third person, even the patrolling government soldiers, said that the second lady was crazy, and what she said was true, and everyone began to believe it.

On the fourth day, when this matter reached Zhu's ears, she hurriedly ran to the ancestral hall.

Sun Qingwen was imprisoned in the ancestral hall for four days, and she was imprisoned in her own courtyard, unable to leave half a step.

In the past four days, she has not moved the food given to Sun Qingwen at all, and the hot weather has even made the originally delicious meals rancid.

Her eyes were hollow, her hair was messy, and a young lady sat on the ground without an image, staring at a piece of clothing not far away and muttering to herself, still thinking about anyone who saw it.

And when Zhu rushed over, he happened to see this scene.

"Wenwen, Wenwen, my baby daughter, what's wrong with you? Don't scare your mother? Zhu put his arms around Sun Qingwen's head and asked nervously.

Before she came, she was still very angry, even if she was grounded by Sun Duzhong, but she had to punish all those slaves who chewed their tongues in private.

Dare to speak ill of her baby daughter, it's because she has nothing to do.

But the sight in front of her made her dumbfounded.

"Wenwen, what do you say? Don't scare your mother. ”