Eighth Ye's Savage Concubine

Chapter 42
Bai Jinchu called his servant, and after taking away the pretending maidservant, Bai Jinchu and Xi'er also left the room one after another.

Yuan Hua was the only one left in the room.

After tossing and tossing for so long, she felt sleepy, so she simply lay down on the bed with all her clothes on, and closed her eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, when she opened her eyes again, the surroundings were pitch black, and a man's voice suddenly came from her ear: "Don't open your eyes, your eyes haven't recovered yet."

Hearing the sound, Yuan Hua slowly raised her hand, and gently stroked the cloth strip over her eyes: "Can my eyes really heal?"

"Of course, this is the method taught to me by a genius doctor!" The man's voice paused, and he raised his hand to hold Yuan Hua's hand: "Xiao Hua, I'm leaving."

"Walk?"

"Well, my family has found me and is going to pick me up."

The man's voice was full of reluctance.

Yuan Hua frowned slightly, her expression became lonely: "We... will we meet again?"

As her voice fell, the man let go of her hand.

His actions made Yuan Hua realize that something was wrong, she stretched out her hand in a panic, groping in front of her.

All around, there was a moment of silence, and the man's voice sounded again: "If we meet again, we are destined to become enemies. I would rather not see you in this life!"

"I don't see you in this life..."

Frowning tightly, Yuan Hua lay on the bed in the room.

She murmured in pain, and suddenly sat up from the bed: "No!"

The world in front of me is vivid and bright.

Yuan Hua turned her head to look around, and found that she was still in the palace.

Everything just now was just a dream.

"Princess!"

Hearing the exclamation from the room, Xi'er quickly opened the door and entered.

Seeing Yuan Hua sitting on the bed, her expression was lonely, and there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

"Is the princess dreaming of that person again?"

He walked quickly to the wooden table and poured Yuan Hua a glass of water.

Yuan Hua nodded slightly, took the teacup in Xi'er's hand, and took a sip: "Since I met him once in the study of the palace, I have dreamed of the days with him in the mountains almost every night."

"The princess thinks about it every day and dreams at night."

"Maybe." Passing the teacup to Xi'er, "What time is it?"

"It's almost time."

Hearing this, Yuan Hua turned her head and looked out the window.

The sky outside the window was already bright, the sun was scorching hot, and a few birds were standing on the branches, chirping non-stop.

After a faint glance, Yuan Hua stood up slowly: "Let's go, go and see the maid who played tricks in the mansion last night."

Yuan Hua took Xi'er out, and when they passed the garden corridor, several maidservants and servants in charge of cleaning gathered together, chatting about the haunting of the palace.

"What you just said, is it true?"

"It's absolutely true! Yesterday I heard the prince said that the shrew got seriously ill because of the haunting."

"Speaking of which, Huanbi's death is indeed related to her, otherwise why would she be afraid of Huanbi's wronged soul?"

Hearing the discussions of those maidservants and servants, Xi'er's face turned livid.

She clenched her fists in anger, and was about to step forward to teach them a lesson, but Yuan Hua raised her hand to stop her: "Don't worry, listen to what they have to say."

Being stopped by Yuan Hua, Xi'er had no choice but to hold back her anger and glared at the maidservants and servants who were surrounded by the garden, who became more and more excited as they talked.

(End of this chapter)