Inside the Dark Incense Pavilion of the General's Mansion.

The weeds on both sides of the trail were reborn, and all kinds of precious delicate flowers were dying after being deflated. On both sides of the road, the yellow leaves and branches are disorganized. The flower pond in front of the pavilion and attic, with a little moss, and the vivid carp are also floating on the water with white eyes at this time, which is a sunny day, but this pavilion is full of moisture, which makes people uncomfortable.

Looking at this pattern, looking at the decoration is enough to show how luxurious this pavilion lady is, but now this scene is unattended.

That's right, the young ladies in the pavilion have all disappeared, and the maids in the pavilion have long been dismissed in the courtyard. Who else wants to spend time and effort taking care of this.

In the entire pavilion, the only one that is a little popular is the main house.

At a glance, the luxurious sandalwood seats, the precious ceramics, the precious jade ornaments, and the fine silk fabrics were already covered with dust at this time. Only the conspicuous coffin in the center of the room was polished. In the coffin, a woman was lying. There was a trace of blood on his pale face, and there was no breath under the bridge of his nose. Sexy red lips with a slight bloodshot. The delicate jaw and her closed eyes hail her perfection, even beauty.

It's just that God is jealous. Let her lie down in this cold coffin so early.

Beside her, a woman dressed in white knelt on the ground and sobbed silently. Tears hung on both sides of her cheeks like pearls with broken threads, and her thin body curled up together, so she was not embarrassed.

"I didn't expect the third lady to die so desolately, and there was no one to visit. "At some point, a mysterious person came to the main house of the Dark Incense Pavilion.

If he hadn't said anything, the weeping woman wouldn't have noticed.

As the voice dispersed, the weeping woman turned her head weakly, her red and swollen eyes full of sorrow and pain looked at the person who made the sound, and she couldn't spit out a word for a long time. It's not that she doesn't want to say it, it's that she's already crying hoarsely.

The visitor didn't look at the woman in white, stepped forward and walked in front of the coffin, looked at the person who had already lost his breath, and said with a heavy heart: "If what I said is right, your young lady is a famous queen, and she is the first beauty of this Danya." ”

At the mention of this, the crying woman was even more sad, biting her lower lip tightly and trembling all over, tears gushing out.

"Alas~" the person sighed. The woman in the coffin didn't look like a dead person at all, but she was not breathing. Thinking of the woman in blue in my mind, I felt a suffocating pain in my heart. Suddenly he was afraid, afraid that the woman who had affected all his emotions would lie so helplessly in this cold coffin, leaving him forever.

"Hmm~"

When the person came into deep thought, the woman in white cried silently. In the silence of the room, there was an unrealistic murmur.

The two of them suddenly came back to their senses from their state of oblivion, wanting to know where the low, hoarse voice came from.

A breeze blew through them, carrying warmth over them. Immediately after, a woman's newly awakened murmur sounded in the coffin.

The two were stunned again, but the person who came stood still, and the woman kneeling on the ground got up from the ground out of nowhere. They all looked at the woman in the coffin

When the two of them saw the scene of a woman who had been spitting blood in her mouth and her eyelashes fluttering for a few days suddenly swindling her corpse, they were all shocked.

But the moment the woman opened her eyes, they moved

On the contrary, Mo Li, who had newly acquired thinking, opened his eyes weakly and glanced at them, and closed them again. I sighed sadly in my heart, it turned out that I also felt after death.