Peerless Forensic Doctor: Leng Wang's Waste Chai Concubine

Chapter 150 Aunt Qiao Returns? !

There are still some pastry crumbs left on the edge of Yunxi's red lips, the pink and tender color sets off the fair and delicate face, it really looks like...

Very beautiful and delicious.

Xuanyuan Che couldn't help thinking this way.

"Well, it's amazing." He smiled lowly, and even his voice was a little hoarse, making him more sexy and touching. .

The color of the sky is getting more and more gorgeous, and above the setting sun in the west, there are layers of cirrus clouds with a little bright dark ink, and the air is filled with a sense of restless heat.

"It seems to be raining." Yun Xiran saw Xuanyuan Che looking into the distance, she also looked up, and said inarticulately.

"Well, come back."

The figures of the two leaving together gradually drifted away. Suddenly, on the street where they were standing, a woman slowly descended from the restaurants on both sides of the street, and stood where they were standing just now.

The woman was wearing a rose-red skirt with tufted butterflies and flowers, and she stood there gracefully, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

The skirt outlines a slender and perfect figure, the protruding curve of the chest is round and perfect, and the belt decorated with a piece of fine agate is fastened, revealing the slender waist covered under the skirt.

The beauty's eyes are like the sea of ​​stars, her face is like white jade, a pair of slender soft eyes are folded on her chest, and there are huge gemstone earrings on her small and white earlobes.

The clothes are in the style of Kyoto, but the beauty's face is somewhat three-dimensional, with black hair tied into a long whip hanging behind her head, it can be seen at a glance that she is not from Kyoto.

Ji Ruwei narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked in the direction where the woman who was standing here just now disappeared. For some reason, she felt an uncomfortable feeling.

"Saint." Huan Lian hugged a box of jewelry she just bought from the jewelry store. She turned around and didn't see the saint just now, so she was terrified.

She hurried over and saluted the woman in red.Seeing that she was still looking westward thoughtfully, Huanlian asked suspiciously, "Saint, what are you looking at?"

Ji Ruwei shook her head, "It just feels a little strange, as if..." She frowned, thought for a while, and then said: "It seems to feel the smell of ghosts."

Huanlian covered her lips in surprise, and exclaimed, "That's a forbidden item in Xiyue—"

Ji Ruwei smiled slightly, "Maybe I feel wrong."

That's right, how could Xiyue's forbidden object be on a little girl from Kyoto?
She thought of comforting herself in this way, and then couldn't help raising her eyes, looking in the direction of the figure that had already disappeared, and her heart beat wildly.

That man just now... is really handsome.

She was even prettier than her senior brother.

Concentrating on the small thoughts in her heart, Ji Ruwei looked back at Huan Lian who was arranging her jewelry, and suddenly asked: "How far is the family that senior brother mentioned?"

"According to what the young master said, it should be behind this street, saint, what are we going to do this time?"

"Senior brother made a friend a few years ago, and that friend wrote to say that his sister's face was disfigured by the potion, and asked senior brother to come over to treat her, but senior brother was too busy there, so he sent me here."

Huanlian stared blankly. "I was hurt by the potion, that's really pitiful..."

That night.

The night after Aunt Qiao was executed by stoning.

There was a strong wind outside, and there was a shrill sound of the wind whizzing by, and the leaves of a tree outside Mingyue Tower were rattled by the wind.

Suddenly there was a loud bang, and there was a loud bang of thunder in the distance. Immediately afterwards, the shower came down in a hurry, and the bean-sized raindrops crackled on the leaves and the roof. The sound is very loud.

This menacing spring rain made some people who couldn't sleep even more sleepless at night.

In the inner room of Mingyue Building, only a dimly lit candle lamp was lit.The window was not closed, and the strong wind blew into the room, blowing the dim candlelight even more flickering.

The lights in the room were very dim, and the atmosphere was also very strange. It was obviously just the night at the end of the moon, but there was not a single human voice in the entire Mingyue Building, and the entire attic was surprisingly silent.

"Pfft—" Suddenly, a gust of wind finally blew out the candle that was burning in the room.

The room was pitch dark.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." There was a faint cry that seemed to be like a ghost, and the already weird atmosphere became more and more chilling.

Yun Yingyue was wearing a pure white mourning dress, she was leaning on the bed slumped, crying on the edge of the bed.

Aunt Qiao Hongxing went out of the wall and was executed together with the evil seeds in her stomach. Because she did such an unsightly thing, the tablet cannot enter the ancestral hall of Prince Yun's mansion, and even the corpse cannot be put away. The remains were wrapped in straw mats and thrown into the mass grave.

Aunt Qiao died, and no one in Prince Yun's mansion mourned for her except Yun Yingyue.

Yun Yingyue first suffered the tragic death of her elder brother who loved her since she was a child, and then Aunt Qiao, the only biological mother who could protect her.

They left one by one. If the previous Yun Yingyue was a bright moon that was unattainable to everyone in the sky and could only be watched from afar, then right now, they have lost their proud appearance and the ability to protect themselves. Darling, she's just

And all this...

It's all the fault of that bitch Yun Xiran!
Yun Yingyue was crying originally, but when she thought of this, she firmly grasped the light blue curtain above her head with her hands, and pulled it down fiercely——

"Tear--"

The curtain shattered at the sound, and a large piece of rags was torn off. The tent, which looked neat and elegant, was messed up like this, and the broken pieces of cloth hung miserably on the bed curtain.

The large traces of being torn off, against the unlit atmosphere, make people feel terrible.

"Bitch... bitch!" Yun Yingyue's heart was itching with hatred.

Just when she was on the verge of madness, suddenly, the tightly closed door was pushed open by a small corner.

Hearing the sound of "squeak--", the dim moonlight from outside seeped in, the rain kept splashing in along the small crack, and a fresh cool air mixed with mud and green grass rushed to the face, blowing people's eyes. I shivered all over.

"...Who?!" Yun Yingyue was used to being alone, and suddenly felt movement outside the door, like a frightened rabbit calling checkers, her heart beat wildly.

No one answered, but the door slowly opened wider and wider. "Ka——" There was another thunderous sound, and the lightning that rose almost at the same time instantly illuminated the night. A human figure appeared under the lightning.

The man's long hair covered his face, making it hard to see his true face, but that ethereal figure that seemed to be blown away by the wind seemed particularly strange in the night.

Coupled with the fact that the back room was dark without lights, the strange figure that suddenly appeared at the door made people feel even more intrusive.

"You... who are you, don't play tricks!" Yun Yingyue was trembling with fright, but she screamed loudly at the figure standing at the door with her eyes wide open.

The filial obedience, which was already somewhat inappropriate, became disorganized because of her abrupt backward movement, and the loose obedience fit on her dark skin, her scarred face was full of horror, and her bloodshot eyes were full of tears. On the verge of madness.

Yun Yingyue has been preoccupied with Aunt Qiao's affair ever since Aunt Qiao's affair broke out, and she hardly ever sleeps.The hatred in her heart and the fear of being overwhelmed squeezed her nerves all the time.

"Yue'er..." The person at the door suddenly made a sound.

The voice was low and deep, a little shrill, but I don't know if it was because I hadn't spoken for a long time, it was like the sharp feeling that a tightly stretched string was suddenly scratched violently. , in such a rainy night, it sounds particularly scary.

"You, who are you..." Yun Yingyue's legs were so frightened that her legs went limp, she almost rolled her eyes and was about to pass out.

"It's mother..." The person at the door suddenly raised his hand slowly, and brushed away the hair that covered his appearance, revealing the face with dead gray eyes wide open underneath.

The dried blood was still stained on the lips, showing a brownish black color. "Aunt Qiao" saw Yun Yingyue's eyes widen suddenly, she giggled, and floated forward again, so that Yun Yingyue could See your face more clearly.

"Yue'er, mother is here to see you..."

"Ah——" Yun Yingyue's eyes widened, and her body trembled for a moment like weeds blown by a strong wind. Her face was full of horror and she retreated fiercely, almost to the side of the bed. superior.

that……

Is that mother? !

The person who was standing at the door suddenly floated forward like this, as if in response to the occasion, there was another lightning strike behind him.

A ray of light suddenly flashed across the night sky——

Instantly illuminated the man's face and body.

Aunt Qiao's originally beautiful face was ashen as dead, her eyes were turned up, her expression was twisted and weird, but there was a smile on her lips, which made her look even more chilling.

Some of the blood from the lips splashed onto the chin, and a large tan mark was shocking.

She was wearing the same pink neon dress that Aunt Qiao was wearing that day when she was dragged out by her servants.

Yun Yingyue knew that neon dress, it was specially made by Prince Yun for the pregnant Aunt Qiao, and the brocade material in the capital envied many others.

The pomegranate flower that symbolizes many children and many blessings is sewn on the belly of the neon clothes. The pomegranate flower of "Pomegranate blooms with a hundred sons" is unparalleled, and the petals embroidered by the best brocade and satin are even more lifelike, and the golden thread walks in the sun. It will sparkle when it is lapped, which is very beautiful.

Aunt Qiao liked this dress very much that day, and she wore it almost every day when she was about to give birth.

But right now, there is a large blood hole on the stomach, completely hollowing out the pattern of the pomegranate flower, which looks extremely strange.

A large piece of brown blood dried up on the clothes, and I don't know if it was because of the indistinctness illuminated by the moonlight. The stomach seemed to be shriveled and sunken.

(End of this chapter)