Sister Qu said that in five days at most, the little slut would not be able to wake up for a long time, and no one could afford to call her, even if the imperial doctor in the palace came, she would be helpless.

Now that it has been five days early, the surnamed Sheng not only did not sleep, but moved to the prince's courtyard!

I've moved to the prince's courtyard! After that group of subordinates were busy, they almost moved all the things in the Frost Courtyard to the prince, as if they were quasi-little sluts who lived for a long time!

Qin Ya'er was first panicked by Sheng Han's sleeve's "safe and sound", and now she is jealous of the honor she has received.

No, she wants to ask Sister Qu what's going on, even if Sister Qu's method doesn't work, the little slut doesn't commit suicide, she can't watch the little slut sleep with the prince every night!

……

The shadow guards were busy moving Sheng Hansleeve "home", and Sheng Hansleeve was busy making snacks with Qiuyue.

But she always had a feeling of a gust of wind behind her, and she shivered coldly, thinking that it was estimated that the concubines in other courtyards were gritting their teeth at her behind her back.

It's also a sin to think about it, this palace sees her as a beauty like a thorn in the eye, she has nightmares one after another, maybe it may be a ghost made by a concubine!

It didn't take long for her conjecture to be confirmed.

That night, Sheng Han fell asleep with Pei Lingqi's arm in her sleeve, she didn't know that she had added sleep aid medicine to dinner, so she slept more deeply than last night.

In the middle of the night, the old gentleman quietly entered the bedroom of the war prince.

Pei Lingqi sat on the edge of the bed, witnessing the sleeping little girl gradually changing her sleeping appearance, revealing obvious panic, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

He ignored the unbearable in his heart, and stepped aside to make way for the old gentleman.

Hongyi brought a bowl of water as instructed, checked Sheng Han's sleeves, and the old gentleman took a slender silver needle and poked it at the girl's right index finger.

Beads of blood fell low in the bowl below, forming strangely shaped flowers.

The man on the bed writhed uneasily, clearly struggling to escape something.

"Sure enough, it's a blood curse, and it's an extremely powerful blood curse!" The old gentleman's voice was heavy, and he looked at Pei Lingqi with a sly look, "Lord Wang, please lend you a few drops of blood." ”

Trapped in the nightmare, Sheng Hansleeve was unaware of what was happening, she just ran away, shook off several giant wolves with red eyes and multiple wounds on her body, and found a clean place to sit and rest.

The moment she slid to the ground, the originally flat ground quickly decayed, and countless thorns stretched out from the cracks, wrapping around her arms and calves.

Sheng Hansleeve struggled to break free from the shackles while seeing clearly that there were thorns and ......

Groove groove groove! It's actually a human head!! Such a small, lifelike bleeding human head!!

No matter how bold she is, she can't stand playing like this!

Sheng Han ran forward with her sleeves crawling on the ground, but all the surrounding areas fell, the flat ground turned into a swamp, and she couldn't lift her legs as if she was stained with super glue, and the thorns wrapped around her neck again.

A bloody miniature version of the head was sent to her, and Sheng Hansleeve couldn't help retching, but what he spit out was also bright red blood.

She's going to collapse!

"Ahh

The girl's scream was hoarse, Pei Lingqi's heart seemed to be tightly twisted in the palm of someone's hand, and the old gentleman who impatiently urged the pharmaceutical, "Hurry up, she can't stand it!" ”

"It's not like you can be fast if you want to." The old gentleman is also anxious, but it is easy to make mistakes when he is in a hurry, and he must be orderly and calm.

In the dream, after screaming, the swamp under her disappeared for no reason, Sheng Han's sleeve fell with it, she reached out to grab it, and what she caught was blood-stained thorns.