Destiny Concubine

Chapter 174 The Female Ghost Strikes 1
The night was fine.

Standing in front of the Xuan window, Meng Qinghuan looked at the night of Yunzhou City. Looking around, the lights of Wanjia were dazzling, the moonlight was like jade, quiet and peaceful, it was really a prosperous and prosperous place.

Maybe it was Ye Junli's appearance that made her feel happy. She was very satisfied to be able to stand here and look at the moonlight at this moment, and she was also full of hope for the future.

She took a deep breath, reached out and closed the window.

It was past the third watch and Ye Junli hadn't come back yet. Meng Qinghuan thought that the two of them were discussing some dark matter again. She was really sleepy, so she lay down on the bed with all her clothes on and fell into a deep sleep without knowing it.

After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly felt someone caressing her cheek gently, as gentle as water, as if trying to melt her.She sighed comfortably, opened her sleepy eyes and looked at the handsome man in front of her.

"Ye Junli." She called his name in a soft voice, her eyes were a little blurred.

Ye Junli caressed her eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "It's been ten days. At the beginning, I wanted to avenge you, and devoted all my energy to dealing with Mrs. Meng and Meng Yanran. That way I can ease the pain in my heart."

He said with a self-deprecating smile, sighed softly and continued: "However, even if I kill them, it will be difficult to solve the hatred in my heart. If it weren't for the letter left by Chang Lan before he left, I'm afraid I'm still bound in In my own world, I can't wake up."

Meng Qinghuan felt a sudden pain in her heart when she heard these words, she sat up, stroking Ye Junli's brow with her small hand.

"When I went to see you that day, I wanted to explain clearly to you, but I would have misunderstood you." Meng Qinghuan bit her lip, thinking about it carefully, it was actually because she couldn't let go of her face and was too proud.

Ye Junli reached out and hugged her tightly, sniffing her hair and whispering, "I lost my mind because I cared too much, Xiao Jiu, no matter what happens in the future, I will never let you go."

Meng Qinghuan put her arms around his waist, pressed against his chest, closed her eyes to feel the temperature in his arms, and listened to his strong and powerful heartbeat.

Suddenly, the closed window was blown open with a bang, and a gust of wind hit the room, and the candles in the room were immediately extinguished.

Meng Qinghuan felt a sinister aura spreading, she opened her eyes suddenly, but was startled by the scene in front of her, and her body trembled unconsciously.

What appeared in front of her was a female ghost!
The woman wore a fiery red wedding dress, her long hair fluttered in the wind like a waterfall, her complexion was pale, her tongue was sticking out, and there were obvious strangle marks on her neck.

The empty and resentful eyes stared straight at her, which made her terrified.

Ye Junli hugged her waist tightly, followed her surprised gaze, and seeing everything in front of him, his eyes narrowed, and he subconsciously held Meng Qinghuan in his arms, comforting her with a calm voice: "Don't be afraid, I am here."

His wide sleeves blocked Meng Qinghuan's sight, and he stared coldly at Xuan Ling floating in mid-air and asked her, "What grievance do you have?"

Meng Qinghuan was taken aback, it was obvious that Ye Junli was talking to that mysterious spirit, how could he see it?

She hastily pulled down Ye Junli's sleeve, looked at him in surprise and asked, "Can you see her?"

Ye Junli looked at her with gloomy eyes, nodded and said: "Lingxu gave me a magic talisman, I fused your blood with mine to draw a talisman, put it next to your body, you can see it later I can see all the mysterious spirits." He stroked her head as he spoke, and said softly, "From now on, I will handle all these mysterious spirit matters."

　"Today is still the third watch, whose female ghost belongs to it, take it away quickly. . . . "

　　
　
(End of this chapter)