maid's harem life

Chapter 94

Who can tell her what happened.The woman on the couch had a thin face and a haggard look, but she could only stand dryly, unable to help.Qingyin tightly covered the corners of her lips with both hands, forcing herself not to cry.

The demon concubine who had been struggling before, suddenly became quiet for a while after hearing her voice. Her hair was disheveled, her lifeless beautiful eyes were tightly wrapped around Qingyin's figure, and her chapped lips She squirmed a bit, and the sweat stains on her face kept rolling off.

"Your Majesty." Seeing that she had regained some sanity, Qingyin hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, bent down, and leaned forward: "My Lady, what's the matter with you."

Those clear eyes stung the concubine Yao, and after she calmed down, she became agitated again: "Go away, go... Who told you to come here, who allowed you to come here, I don't want... you go away... ..."

She was incoherent, only knew how to shout angrily, kicked her legs again, and kicked Qingyin vigorously: "Why do you want to come back, you go..."

"Demon, demon." Brahma Priest coaxed her into his arms, passed her hands around her body, held her tightly, and whispered in her ear again and again: "It's okay!" , it's okay, don't be afraid..."

Qingyin stared at the two in a daze, she was extremely astonished, and stood at the side in a daze, bewildered.

"Sister, let me go." A soft voice suddenly burst out from the concubine Yao's body: "Sister, I beg you."

"No, don't even think about it." The concubine Yao opened her mouth, her tone was ruthless, but full of sadness: "Yaoguang, let go, let sister go."

"No." The voice was firm and persistent: "This body belongs to my sister. If it weren't for the mother and concubine's insistence, my sister wouldn't have to suffer so much. Sister, you let go. If you do this again, we will all die. .”

"I won't let go." How could she let her go? After letting go, she lost even the last relative: "Yaoguang, my sister is tired of living, and I don't want to stay anymore. You live for my sister, okay? it is good."

The concubine Yao softened a little, and finally, it became a bitter begging: "You let my sister go well, my sister is really too tired, the past ten years have been as long as a lifetime, I will never I don't want to stay."

She said, tears streaming down her face.

Those tears belonged to the concubine Yao, and also belonged to Yao Guang...

Fate, after all, no one can escape, late, early, it will come anyway.

Fan Ji had a gloomy face and didn't say a word. He just rested his chin on Yaofei's shoulder. He knew that he was selfish, and he also wanted to keep Yaofei.

But he couldn't, and there was nothing he could do.He didn't even want... Yaofei would hate him in the future.

"Sister, you left me here, what should I do? Anyway, there is Brahma Priest who loves, guards, and waits for you, but what about me? Brother Emperor doesn't know me at all... Heh, I don’t even know that I exist.” Yao Guang in his body, with an uncontrollable cry in his voice, worked hard to calm himself down: “Brother Emperor, he loves Qingyin deeply, I know it all, whatever, this I can go at ease, sister, don't waste any more time, I've made up my mind to go, you can't stop me..."

"No, no." The concubine Yao is still trying to hold onto her, but she can only hold her own arms tightly and wrap herself around: "Yao Guang, don't go, do not go……"

"Sister, I was originally attached to your body, so weak, and now, if you want to stay, you can't keep it." Yao Guang sighed, very lightly and softly, just like someone with her, Gentle and ethereal, everything is too illusory: "Qingyin..."

She turned her words slightly, and looked at the sobbing Qingyin beside her: "You and the emperor's brother are destined by heaven. I am really envious and jealous. Now, I can't keep it anymore, and I will never see you again." He's gone, I still say the same thing, please, take care of the emperor's brother."

The voice became weaker and weaker with her panting, Qingyin nodded her head in a hurry, tears flowed down, choked in her throat, and finally swallowed: "Yaoguang, put...don't worry, I God will definitely be taken care of.”

When she heard it, the corners of her lips finally parted slightly, and her eyes drifted far away: "Di...I dream of calling him like that, Di, Di..."

Yao Guang is nostalgic and greedy, repeating and calling over and over again, the eyes that were originally as gray as death are becoming more and more dazzling, falling on them, looking for the dreaming figure in the palace from a distance, breathing The sound gradually weakened.It's just that the pupils, twinkling, like bright stars in the dark night, leaked out from the corners of the eyes bit by bit, rolling down cold with crystals.

Qingyin stood on the side, biting her lip fiercely, looking into Yaoguang's eyes, she knew that this was not a good sign of turning around, on the contrary, it was slowly passing away...

Until, when the sound of the emperor disappeared in her throat, the woman was satisfied and meaningful, and closed her eyes.Priest Fan held his hands tightly around her waist. Under the indifferent face of the ghost, only the arc of his thin lips was declaring the pain in his heart.

The sound of breathing gradually stabilized, tired, exhausted, and the demon concubine who was left behind could only forget everything if she fell asleep peacefully.

Separation, sorrow, added a touch of sadness, that sour feeling, how many people can bear it.

"Qingyin, you go out first." Priest Fan put Yaofei's body back on the couch, stared intently at it, and pushed aside her sweat-soaked black hair with one hand, moving with a wave The lingering tenderness: "She's fine."

Qingyin hesitated, she knew that even if she stayed, she would not be able to help at all, in her heart, she suddenly wanted to see Emperor Hades, that strong feeling led her step by step towards the entrance of the hall.

The heavy opening of the door, the long stream...

The moment she stepped out, a burst of suffocation hit her. She was startled and held on to the railing beside her.

"Sister Yin, what's wrong with you." Mo Xue, who was guarding outside, hurried up, holding her wrist with her small hand: "Is there something uncomfortable?"

I saw her, her small face was pale and bloodless, her whole body was trembling slightly, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, she was in a trance, and she pressed one hand on her chest.

"Go back." She waved her hand, and with Mo Xue's support, she walked out of the Sacred Heart Hall.

She was at a loss, like a puppet that had lost its soul, and only knew to follow Mo Xue's footsteps.After leaving the garden, walked through long corridors one after another, passed through the Qionglou of the palace, and suddenly raised his eyes, only then did he notice something strange.

The palace in front of him had never been seen before.Not to mention depression and dilapidation, it also carries a long-lasting smell of decay.

Qingyin stepped on the dead branches and rotten leaves. Hearing the sound of being broken from the bottom of her feet, she subconsciously took a step back and looked at the dusty ground.

Where is this?

She looked around, except for the cloudy weather above, there was nothing familiar to her.

The cut off flower branches, the garden full of weeds, and the flower garden, there are traces of being burned, and even the wind here is extremely cold.The person who blows is creepy.

It was so weird that I couldn't help but wanted to escape.

Qingyin stepped back, and the panic in her heart swept over her all at once, as if she was going to drown her. She pulled her leg, but before she could step forward, she was stopped by a childish voice: "Sister Yin, there seems to be a Someone lived there, why don’t you go in and have a look.”

She rejected subconsciously, and waved her hands lightly in front of her body: "No, no, Xuexue, we're going back soon."

"Sister Yin, what are you afraid of?" Mo Xue stepped forward, took her hand, and dragged her into the hall.

With one hand, he pushed open the dilapidated half door, and the accumulated dust fell in the direction of the door. Qingyin couldn't help but waved his little hand lightly: "Ahem, what kind of place is this?"

"Blood Palace." On one side of Mo Xue's face, she pointed to the pattern on the wall with her finger: "Sister Yin, does it look good?"

Qingyin looked along her fingers, and she froze in place just after she stepped in. The bloody sacrificial patterns suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, shocking and horrifying.

"This..." She swallowed hard, and looked around, not only on this wall, but even the entire hall was related to sacrifices.On the high-hanging ring beam, there are ropes and dummy people in white clothes, who died tragically and with hideous faces.

"Ah..." She took a step back in fear, tripped on her foot, and fell to the ground.Holding her hands by her side in fear, she quickly retracted her hands, the palms of which were covered with dust.On the original ground, the pattern of the fire ceremony was exposed, and the inside of this sleeping hall was full of weirdness and horror.

Qingyin got up without even thinking about it. She felt that there was no place to stand. In front of her and behind her, there was a terrifying atmosphere like death: "Xuexue, get out of here quickly."

She walked quickly towards the gate of the palace, no matter how dark it was outside, it was better than this hall.

Both hands, when they were about to touch the gate of the palace, watched it helplessly, and closed it with a 'bang' in front of him, and the accumulated dust scattered in the carved patterns of flowers and trees, and the voiceless voice fell completely. head full face.

Behind Mo Xue, step by step, leisurely but not impatient, slowly walked to the center of the hall.

Qingyin tried to pull it a few times, but she couldn't open it. She hurriedly turned around, but saw that Mo Xue had changed into blood-colored clothes at some point, so red, so red... His eyes were immediately stained with panic.

"Xuexue..." She hesitated, full of uncertainty, and opened her mouth.

When Mo Xue heard this, she turned around and faced Qingyin.

Fortunately, it is her.

Qingyin patted her chest reassuringly. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Mo Xue pacing forward. The smile in the corner of her eyes was so strange. The original innocence was replaced by a viciousness. Back chills.

(End of this chapter)