God's hexagram favorite concubine

Chapter 879 It's so uncomfortable, help me untie it
Standing up after a while, Yun Suxian gave Xuanyuan Yelan a fierce look, "Xuanyuan Yelan, don't think that this palace is joking with you. Without this palace's order today, Xia Zishang don't want to leave Chunxi Palace half step!"

Xuanyuan Yelan had no expression on his face, he didn't even open his eyes.

Want to scare Chang'er with ghosts?Yun Suxian was probably deliberately joking.

Yun Suxian was so angry that she flicked her sleeves and strode away.

"Mother, Xia Zishang's side..." Mother Lin hurriedly followed Yun Suxian's footsteps carefully, and asked.

The more Yun Suxian thought about it, the angrier she became. She looked like a furious lioness, and she said angrily, "Just do what I said just now!"

She wants to see if Xuanyuan Yelan can still be so calm after Xia Zishang is scared to death tomorrow!
"Yes..." Mother Lin quickly replied.

Time flies and night falls.

There is no moon in the sky, only the remnant stars hang in the bleak night, shining brightly.

Chunxi Palace melted into the darkness where you could not see your fingers. The cold night wind entered the palace along the crack of the door, like an invisible ghost hand wandering around the feet, gently stroking Xia Zishang's ankle.

Xia Zishang gently supported her head with her jade hands. She seemed to be sleeping uncomfortably, her long eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her white face was unreal in the dark.

She was the only one in the empty palace, and the surroundings were so quiet that Xia Zishang could even hear her own breathing.

At this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from the direction of the inner room.

The cold wind gushed out from the inner room, and there was a burst of mournful cries from a woman. The cries were high-pitched and long, as if there was endless misery and pain that could not be narrated. The cries lingered on the beams and lingered for a long time , piercing into Xia Zishang's ears.

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Immediately afterwards, the crisp sound of scissors cutting the cloth, accompanied by the cry of the female ghost, sounded frightening.

The sound of scissors moving became more and more rough, and the crying of the female ghost became more and more anxious.

Then, when the two voices reached their peak, they suddenly stopped.

The eerie air reverberated in the palace, followed by the faint footsteps of the female ghost.

Step by step, he walked out of the inner room and approached Xia Zishang.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... Wrapped with a thick layer of white silk, the white silk wrapped tightly around its slender neck, and strangled its face until it turned blue.

It held a pair of rusty scissors in its hand. It seemed that it had cut the white silk with scissors in the room for a long time but failed to cut it. The long white silk was full of cracks, and its movements It seemed to be too rough, the scissors accidentally injured its neck, and wounds like a baby's mouth spread all over its slender neck.

The female ghost slowly came out of the inner room, and turned her eyes to look at Xia Zishang suspiciously.

As if she had found some interesting toy, the female ghost's shriveled eyes had no white whites, only dark eyeballs, bloodshot eyes, a long blood-dripping tongue spit out from her mouth, and snow-white paint on her face. The powder made it look bloodless, pale and frightening.

"I can't untie it, please help me." Holding the white silk in her hand, the female ghost held the scissors, and suddenly laughed and rushed towards Xia Zishang.

(End of this chapter)