Devious emperor's gossip concubine

Su Xiaoxiao wanted to walk, but as soon as the quilt left his body, a cold feeling came. No, it's too cold.

Su Xiaoxiao withdrew into the quilt without ambition, and then continued to wrap himself into cotton balls. In the dark, there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at her tightly. The more Su Xiaoxiao thought about it, the more terrible he felt.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there are no ghosts in the world."

Well, it's OK not to mention it. When I mention it

Su Xiaoxiao didn't dare to move at the moment. I heard that there were the most wronged souls in the palace. What if they kill themselves. Also, even if she was not in the palace, she killed a lot of people.

When Shangguan Junlin flew close to the Dragon Palace in the middle of the night, he heard only a faint sob from the bed.

"Ah!"

Shangguan Junlin picked up Su Xiaoxiao and said softly, "it's me."

"Wow, Xianzhi. It's terrible. There are ghosts. Your ghost has only two feet. It can fly."

Shangguan Junlin has a headache holding Su Xiaoxiao. There are two feet. What's the problem.

Su Xiaoxiao wrapped Shangguan Junlin and felt the coolness in his heart gradually dissipate. Then he said calmly, "where did you go just now?"

"Didn't the queen let me leave?"

Su Xiaoxiao choked, then said in a muffled voice, "what are you doing back?"

Shangguan Junlin smiled and joked, "when I heard someone calling me, I appeared."

Hearing this sentence, Su Xiaoxiao flashed a sentence in his mind, which seemed familiar: as long as he called my name, I would appear.

"What did the queen say?"

Su Xiaoxiao recovered and said, "nothing. I'm talking to myself. It's late. You have to go to the morning tomorrow. Let's go to bed quickly." after that, Su Xiaoxiao wrapped himself in the quilt and fell asleep safely.

Shangguan Junlin helplessly looked at the woman sleeping with her back to herself. It seemed that she didn't understand how she was ignored again.

The next morning, shortly after Shangguan Junlin went to the court, Su Xiaoxiao woke up.

"Miss, would you like to invite doctor Wu to come and have a look?" Miss seems to be in a bad mood.

Su Xiaoxiao was about to shake his head. Thinking of another thing, he nodded and said, "well, it's good."

Ning Lu said happily, "Miss, have a meal first. I'll call Wu Yuyi now."

Not long after su Xiaoxiao finished eating, old Wu came.

Su Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and said calmly, "old Wu, you should take a good pulse."

The feeling of looking forward to a new life is very strange and inexplicably nervous.

Doctor Wu calmly finished his pulse and said, "empress Feng's body is all right. Please rest assured."

Su Xiaoxiao frowned. It has been a month and a half. Why is there still no movement.

An ethereal voice came, "no, but I know, soon." because you've seen him.

Misty sand covered his head with question marks, but the people in the iceberg didn't say more. So, misty sand doesn't ask much. Finally, I can only go back with a full heart.

In this way, after a few days of calm, Miaosha is in a daze every day. Life is no different from that in the past, but there is a more worrying place in the misty sand.

For example, she wants to go to Huahai... Now.

This idea has been repeated in Miaosha's heart for several days, but Miaosha began to hesitate. If she didn't know anything in the past, she could go at will, but now she seems to understand something. If she goes, what excuse does she use and what should she say?

Misty sand walked to the back mountain again, frowning alone in front of the iceberg.

Eh!

butterfly!

Misty sand looked at several colorful butterflies that suddenly appeared in the sky. She recognized that these were the butterflies in the sea of flowers. Why are these butterflies here?

Misty sand immediately didn't care about anything and ran after the butterfly. Miaoman's posture and lightness are hundreds of times more beautiful than the butterflies flying in the sky. And the flying mood is comparable to the sunshine on a sunny day.

"Eh, where are the people?"

Misty sand looked for a circle in the sea of flowers, but he didn't find a familiar figure.

In the distance of the sea of flowers, a man looked at the woman from a distance, with a faint smile on his face. But what flashed in her eyes was complexity, the light from the butterflies, and she would understand one day.

Misty sand sighed, she was still too rushed. Looking at the sky, misty sand can only fly back. When the figure of misty sand left, Yan Linjun came out. The four envoys around him augured his identity.

The devil of the devil sect.

Misty sand came to the iceberg again, a little depressed.

"Sister Xi, how can you know if the other party likes you?" Miaosha whispered, as if he didn't intend to be answered by others.

"If he likes you, you will know."

A lighter voice came. Misty sand had an illusion that she was talking to herself.

"If he likes me, I will know?"

Misty sand just feels a little worried. What if he doesn't like it? Misty sand stood up with some annoyance. When did she bother with this kind of thing. When did she have such trouble in her more than 200 years.