As soon as the cold rain passed, a gust of wind blew on Feng Lingge's body, making her shiver involuntarily, she regretted it very much now, why did she get so enthusiastic and promise Feng Lingjue to come to this kind of ghost place.

Isn't it a ghost place? The queen was ruthless, and hated Concubine Rong to the bone, so she gave her wine on the night she was caught, and she didn't even have a tombstone, and hastily threw people in a mass grave.

I don't know if I can find Concubine Rong's body, she knows that there are people living nearby, so she can find out if she is patient, but if she really finds it, what should Feng Lingjue do.

A few desolate crow crows were heard in the distance, sending chills down the spine of those who listened.

Feng Tingge dragged Feng Lingjue and walked in carefully, I don't know how many corpses there are in this place, and if you are not careful, you can probably step on it, the lives in the palace are like mustard, how many people died quietly and were thrown here.

Feng Lingjue had a bad premonition, he didn't know why the imperial sister brought him here, but he didn't say much, but his heart became more and more uneasy.

Suddenly, Feng Tingge paused, she heard a cry not far away, mixed with the sound of the wind, intermittently, making this mass grave more and more terrifying.

She is not afraid of mass graves, but when she hears crying in such a place, she still can't help but feel numb in her scalp.

Feng Lingjue grabbed Feng Qingge's wrist tightly and slowly walked in front of her, actually protecting her.

Feng Tiange couldn't cry or laugh a little, put his hand on his head and rubbed it and asked, "Aren't you afraid?" ”

In her previous life, she was used to seeing these scenes, so she wasn't too afraid, but Feng Lingjue was only so old now, even if she knew what kind of person he would be in the future, it would be later.

"No, the human heart is far more terrible than ghosts." Feng Lingjue lowered his eyes, he might have been scared in the past, but since his mother fell and it was difficult to come, how many people he had seen ugly faces.

Fortunately, he was lucky, and God let him meet the imperial sister at the most desperate time.

The further he walked in, the clearer the cry became, until Feng Tingge saw the figure.

There are some bold bankers around the mass grave, but no one will come to a bad place, this person is definitely strange, or don't approach rashly.

When Feng Lingjue saw that person, her brows were tightly locked, and she looked up at Feng Qingge for a long time, "Sister Huang, I'm ...... That person is very much like the concubine's maidservant Hongluan. ”

Although he couldn't see that person's face clearly, he could recognize the people he had been with day and night, and he could recognize it by looking at the back, but he couldn't break his promise to the imperial sister before.

Concubine Rong's handmaiden? If Feng Lingge still had a glimmer of hope in her heart before, maybe the tragedy of her previous life would change, then now she can almost be sure that according to Feng Lingjue's temperament, he will not easily say things that he is not sure of.

"Check it out."

Feng Qingge took Feng Lingjue behind the man, just in case she still hid a dagger in her sleeve, this is her habit, always be vigilant in the face of the unknown.

The man sensed that there was movement behind him, turned around and threw himself on Feng Tiange, holding a stone in his hand and throwing it down, "You killed Niangniang, you can't die well!" ”

The sudden change caught Feng Qingge off guard, even if she held the dagger in her hand, she didn't have time to use it, not to mention that at this time, she didn't even have time to dodge, so she could only subconsciously protect her head.

"Don't!"

Just when Feng Qingge thought that he was in a catastrophe, Feng Lingjue suddenly pounced and stopped in front of the man.

In this way, the imperial sister should not be injured.