Psychic Queen: Beware of ghosts in the harem

Chapter 65
Concubine Xiao seemed to be shaken all over, unable to catch her breath, "You...you..."

The child continued to hug Concubine Xiao's leg, crying sadly, "Mother Concubine..."

"I think your daughter must have been very clingy to you when she was alive, and liked you to hug her." Baitang's voice was flat.

Concubine Xiao's hair stood on end, her expression was abnormal, "What are you talking about..."

The child suddenly turned his head and tilted his head to look at Baitang. The part without blood was as white as a porcelain doll, but because of the bleeding wound on his head, the blood kept dripping down, and most of his face was covered with traces of blood .

Her eyes are dark and big, she is obviously a child who can hardly stand still, but when she looks at her, her eyes are as calm as a pool of stagnant water, very penetrating.

"I had a dream yesterday. I dreamed of a little girl who couldn't stand still. She had big eyes and was so beautiful. It's a pity that her head was broken and she was bleeding continuously, and soon it was all over her face. I want to hug you. I’m sorry, Concubine Xiao, I just think that figure in the dream looks like you. Maybe I’m wrong, it’s someone else. Or maybe...it’s just a random dream.”

Baitang said lightly, and took a last look at the little girl, who was still hugging her mother's leg.

She smiled, "I'll go back first, Concubine Xiao, I hope you don't have the same dream as me. Be careful... you may scare the emperor."

After Baitang followed the guards for a few steps, he heard a voice from behind, the urgent voice of the court lady, "Your Majesty, how are you... Your Majesty, be careful..."

Concubine Xiao didn't faint, but her legs went weak for a moment.

Taking advantage of her falling down, the little girl finally climbed onto her body and laughed.

Baitang heard Xiaoluzi say in his ear, "That child is so pitiful, Miss Baitang, did you see that Concubine Xiao's face has turned pale, I think she is breaking out in cold sweat."

The women in the harem, one is one, two make a pair.

Baitang didn't answer him, but just thought very interestingly, why is Concubine Xiao not sad or afraid when she hears about her dead daughter?
The degree of panic far exceeds the grief that should be felt, and there must be some reason for it.

These reasons hardly need to be deliberately guessed, but can also be imagined.

Anyway, the harem is omnipotent, what is a daughter, and it is not worth as much as a son.

(End of this chapter)