The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

What's going on here?Why did he suddenly see Wu Yatou's shadow?Hasn't she been dead for more than a year?

Some glimpses of the past appeared in the eldest lady's mind, and her forehead was a little sweaty.

In the end, she shook her head again, gritted her teeth, and said mercilessly, "Fifth girl doesn't know the seriousness, and can't remember her identity as a concubine. She deserves to die, and it's none of our business!"

"..." Suddenly, she felt someone patting her shoulder again.

"..." Immediately, her scalp tingled and she became more courageous, the muscles on her face twitched, her mouth opened slightly, and she slowly turned her head——

"Ah!" It was that terrifying face again.

"Mother, mother, I died so badly, mother, mother... Give me back, give me back, give me back..."

Suddenly, Su Qingru grabbed the eldest lady with one hand, and with the other hand, he picked the stinky and pus-filled sores on his face, and stuffed them into the eldest lady's mouth one by one, while his own face was rotten and blood flowed.

"Ah! Ah!" The eldest lady felt that she was filled with a stench, and she vomited vigorously, but Su Qingru blocked her mouth with her palm, forcing her to swallow.

"Mother, mother...you pay me back..." The whimpering sound floated in the room, it was extremely terrifying.

She let go of her hands again and began to cry in front of the eldest lady.

"Qingru, you... are you lacking something? I will burn it for you tomorrow... don't worry about the past. I promise you that I will find a good family for your sister Yurong, and let Qi Yiniang I'll be safe forever..." The Da Furen held back the fear in her body, gasped heavily, and put her hands on the table behind her.

However, in the blink of an eye, the person in front of her disappeared again.

She froze in place, stretched out her hand to grab it, but it was empty.

"Madam, Madam..." At this time, Ding Xiang and Lan Ju hurried in.

The candles in the room were lit again, and the lady realized that she was completely drenched, beads of sweat on her cheeks fell on her chest one by one, and her hair was sticky and sticky to her face.

"Madam, what's the matter with you, did you have a nightmare? Why did you get out of bed?" Ding Xiang quickly ran to get a leather robe and put it on the lady, while Lan Ju quickly fetched water, and helped the lady sit on the bed On the side, wrung out the handkerchief to wipe the sweat off her face, and brought some dry clothes.

Da Furen breathed a sigh of relief, is it a dream?Or hallucination?But why does it feel so real?The place Su Qingru pinched is still very painful.

Seeing the two maids in front of her, the Da Furen suddenly lowered her face, and yelled at the two maids——

"Tonight is the night watch for you two. You have neglected your duties. Where have you gone? I have called you for so long, and now you are here!"

Ding Xiang and Lan Ju hurriedly plopped twice and both knelt down, saying in panic: "Madam, please calm down, this servant did not hear your summons."

"did not hear?"

The eldest lady stared at the eyes of these two servant girls, their eyes and faces were full of confusion, they were usually honest and dedicated slaves, and they definitely did not dare to neglect their duties during the night watch.

"Really not, the servant has been guarding outside." Ding Xiang said hastily.

The eldest lady frowned tightly, recalling the situation just now in her mind, a chill rose up her spine again.

She tightened her hands and ordered, "Miss Fifth's death day is coming soon, you two go prepare some joss paper money, I will burn it for her myself."

Burn incense for Miss Fifth?The two maids glanced at each other secretly, with the same doubt in their eyes——

Didn't the eldest lady clearly order that Miss Fifth was too dirty when she died, and no one is allowed to burn joss sticks and paper money for her?Why do you suddenly have to do these things yourself this year?