Chapter 932

The beauty in the car, a burst of jewel, she stepped on the wooden stool, elegant posture down.

All the aunts in the mansion were smiling and flattering.

Some of them can't wait to meet them.

"Here you are, Lan'er."

"Fourth aunt, you're welcome." Pang Lan said.

Gorgeous robes, complicated headdress, let her stand out from this group of women.

Even if the prince does not like to see her, but in front of others, she is still the most noble side imperial concubine.

"Lan'er, I'm back. Let's go into the house first." Master Pang's loving smile, for this girl, he is also from the heart pain, a few days no see, or extra miss.

"Dad, I miss you too. Where's my mother?" Pang LAN looked around, and all the people in the basic mansion came out, just without the familiar figure.

"Sister, my mother has caught a cold these days. When I see you coming back, I'm sure she will recover soon."

Pang Ming came to meet the sun, a round face with a smile of irony, pun.

"Mother is ill?" Pang LAN frowned. She raised her eyes and motioned to the servant girl beside her. She saw that the servant girl was directing two bodyguards to lift a heavy box from the carriage.

As soon as the box was opened, all the jewels in sight were shining, and everyone's eyes were straight.

Pang Lan said: "Dad, my mother is ill. I'll go and have a look first. All the things in this box are for Pang Fu. There's a list in it. I'll ask the maid to give out the gifts later."

As soon as the words fell, these aunts vied to please each other.

"Lan'er, you said you'd be back when you came back. You're so polite."

"Yes, it's different to be a side concubine. She's generous and brings gifts to everyone."

"Well, you aunts, please help yourself. I'll go to see my aunts first." Pang LAN just said, there is a quick aunt way: "Lan Er, your mother recently don't know how to return a responsibility, seem to be in evil."

"In broad daylight, what nonsense?" Mr. Pang yelled.

Recently, the house is not very peaceful. In order to stabilize people's hearts, he most taboo these rumors: "Lan'er, your mother's health is not very good recently, you go to see her first."

"Dad, what's the matter with my mother? When Lan'er married, was she still sharp? Just a few days? " Panglan asked doubtfully.

"It's getting colder and colder. Your mother has a cold at night." Mr. Pang sighed.

He didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and he didn't pay much attention to the rumors in the house.

"Dad, I'll pass." Pang LAN then went to the third aunt's yard with a few girls.

As soon as Pang LAN entered the courtyard, he found something unusual.

It was at the peak of plum blossom, but all the plum trees in the yard were cut down, leaving only half of the bare stumps.

When she entered the door, she saw that the room was completely new. All the furniture, furnishings, and even the carved beds had been replaced. There was a sign of peace hanging between the curtains.

The servant was holding a bowl of thick black medicine juice in his hand. He was scooping a spoon and feeding it to the weak woman lying on the bed.

Seeing Pang LAN, the servant looked happy and said, "madam, please have a look. Miss three is back."

Pang LAN nodded and motioned several servant girls behind him to send in the gifts. Soon the table was full of valuable gifts, such as silk, gold, silver and jewelry, ginseng and Cordyceps sinensis.

"Mother, my daughter came back to see you. Look, I've brought you a lot of gifts. You will like them." Pang LAN came up to him and said.

The third aunt looked at her weakly, but a few days later, she changed her appearance. Her face was pale, her cheekbones were high and protruding, her eyes were dim, different from the former brilliance.

Pang Lan was startled and grabbed her hand. She looked at the servant and asked, "my mother, is she so sick? Have you seen the doctor? "

The servant sighed: "the doctor naturally came to see Miss Hui San, but the doctor said that his wife was not ill, but she was too worried on weekdays. Just drink some tranquilizer and have more rest."

It's easy to say, but it can't be done. My wife can't sleep all night when she arrives at night. When there is wind and grass, she will call people.

Now the servants in the yard are all trembling.

Every night they would stay in my wife's room, accompany her and give her courage.

Pang LAN obviously didn't believe the saying of excessive worry. She remembered that when she first entered the door, the fifth aunt said that she was guilty. She could not help holding the third aunt's hand and asked, "mother, is there anything unclean in this room?"

Otherwise, why did the yard cut down all the plum trees, and the room was obviously redeveloped.

"Lan'er, how do you know?" Third aunt suddenly sat up, look tight and said: "who told you."

Pang LAN found something wrong with her and held her hand more tightly. Her eyes were filled with heartache: "mother, I'm your own daughter. What can't you tell me?"

Third aunt light cough a few, more and more appear the whole person is weak.

Pang LAN took a pillow and put it behind her. She pursed her bloodless lips and said, "yes, something happened to me. I can't sleep these days. I can't tell, and I often go to hell."

"What the hell?" Pang LAN suddenly felt that his hair was on his head.

She looked around warily: "is that the reason why mother bought the things in this room again? Have you invited a Taoist to do it? "

Third aunt sighed: "Lan'er, you know, your father didn't believe this. He said I just had a nightmare, but I really saw it. More than that, all the servants in my room saw it."

Pang LAN took a breath, suddenly felt a little cold: "Niang, what kind of ghost do you think this is, so haunted?"

She knows that her mother's hands have been stained with a lot of blood over the years, but these are old things. If she wanted to come, she would have come a long time ago. She doesn't have to wait until now.

Apart from the recent homicide, that's Pang Ling's death.

Thinking of this, the mother and daughter looked at each other with tacit understanding. The third aunt was surprised and said, "no, Pang Ling never showed up. It's her mother who always pesters me in the middle of the night."

Pang LAN Leng said: "it's true. Is Pang Ling's death infuriating her?"

The third aunt only felt that her life and blood were pouring back at this moment, and her sight was sometimes blurred and sometimes clear.

She only felt that she could not bring it up at one breath. After a long time, she relaxed: "Lan'er, I'm so afraid. If I go on like this, I'll surely be tortured to death. That little bitch has no bones left. In a few days, your father said that he would hold a funeral and do it in general."

"Just do it. Anyway, people are dead. Niang, since the Taoist can't invite you, why don't you go to the temple and worship Buddha more? Please come to the town with Guanyin. " Panglan suggested.