Five-year-pregnant concubine: the emperor's favor is too much

Chapter 52

A silent night.

Lonely and deep in the mountains, deep in the woods, the wind is blowing.

The squeaking birds were all awakened, their eyes wide open, they stood on the branches, chattering.

The wolves stopped roaring, and crawled on the hidden hills one after another, watching everything happening in the woods vigilantly.

"Ding, ding, ding..." Once, twice, three times, the sound of the shovel hitting the soil seemed so strange in the quiet night sky.

The moonlight shot down quickly, and the shovel reflected the dazzling light. It was so ghostly in the night. I followed the source of life to find a little gray-haired old man leaning on the shovel, wiping the sweat from his forehead, which was round and sunken. His eyes were full of anger, he bit his lip, pouted, and started working again.

"Who told you to be disobedient! Who told you not to play with me! Hmph"

"I'll just let you stay in the ground obediently for five years, and see if you dare to mess with me after five years!"

The tone was that of a child, and the bird on the tree began to laugh and laugh at his childishness.

I thought he had a deep hatred with the person in the coffin, hehe, it turned out that he buried her because others didn't play with him.

The clever ears turned rapidly, and the little old man picked up all the conversations of the birds.

Yuanyuan's eyes suddenly turned their heads, and their eyes shot straight at the tree. A flash of fire flashed, and several birds suddenly turned into charcoal. Seeing this scene, other birds flew around in fright.

With a cold snort, "It's another group of disobedient birds, be careful I'll bury you too"

Looking down at the tombs that had just been piled up, the little old man giggled triumphantly.

"You have to lie here for five years!"

Thinking of this, his eyes dimmed again, and tears still flowed out. He couldn't play with her for five years, and he really liked playing with her.

"Who told you to be disobedient? If you are obedient, I will let you out. You should be obedient."

Lie down, curl up in a ball, put your face on the grave, and listen to her breathing quietly.like a child.

"No, you will be lonely in the ground alone!" The wrinkled hands hesitantly took out a bag of black things from his body, and stroked them like a baby, obviously so reluctant.

In the end, he made up his mind and opened the package carefully.

"You stay here with her, be obedient and don't run around."

Small black dots poured down, densely covering the entire tomb—thousand-year-old ants!

This is his most beloved baby, a pet that has played with him all his life.

"Cough" the old man coughed hard, got the signal, tens of thousands of scattered ants quickly lined up in long lines, and got into the tomb neatly.

After staring at it for a while, the old man frowned, turned around and left with his hands behind his back, still complaining about her not playing with him.

Under the moonlight, the sound of small footsteps gradually faded away, and the petite figure became farther and farther away, and finally the footsteps stopped on the cliff—disappeared.

oh!The creatures of the woods gasped!He jumped off a cliff?Disappeared?
The animals started their ears, but they never heard the expected screams.

what happened?

Things got weirder and weirder. The squeaking bird shivered, shook its feathers, and didn't dare to think too much. It quietly returned to the nest, squeezed its body tightly into the small nest, closed its eyes, and dared not open them again. .

The wolf is still bolder, and quietly waddled to the edge of the grave, sniffing around with its long nose, hoping to have a full meal here, scratching the grave with its sharp claws, and stimulating the stone with its piercing claws. The voice didn't leave until the claws were bleeding, but they didn't dig them open.

The woods were quiet again.

The moonlight is like a note.

PS; The purpose of updating this article is to connect everyone's ideas, and it is definitely not intentional repetition.

(End of this chapter)