Chapter 52

"No, Miss Qinger, you can't go in. Miss Qing'er told me to temporarily live in Wanchun Pavilion, and other people can't enter!" The blowing Feng Qinger away.

She knew that the young lady should not be disturbed. The voice she heard yesterday was a little hurried. The young lady was taking a medicated bath inside, so there could be no mistake. She can't let these people in, otherwise, miss...

"Presumptuous, you are a little hoof, how dare you collide with me!" The injury was just right, Feng Qinger was barely able to get out of bed and walk, and this limping appearance was really ridiculous. Before she recovered, she wanted to seek revenge for Feng Qingge, but she didn't expect to protect Master Cuichun.

Her feet were unstable, and she was almost knocked out, pulling the wound on her buttocks. In an instant, her face turned pale, she grabbed Cui Chun's ear with one hand, and slapped her back with a slap, yelling, "Who is there? Give you the courage! What kind of owner is what kind of dog! Feng Qingge, did that bastard think he could avoid me by hiding in it, Ya Hong, open the door and throw this little hoof out for me dog!"

"Miss Qing'er, you can't open the door, you can't!" Cui Chun is weak, and how could she be Feng Qing'er's opponent?

Glancing at Cui Chun proudly, Ya Hong kicked the door open and hummed, "Miss, I don't know what Feng Qingge is doing, making this Wanchun Pavilion so smoky and white, you can't see anything. ."

"Hmph, I don't care what the trash did, let's go." Feng Qing'er pushed Cui Chun out, and the servants who followed her bravely walked inside.

Just as soon as they entered the gate, that gloomy wind blew out, and they almost jumped up.

"Miss Qing'er, this, I feel that this place is gloomy. This... Wanchun Pavilion has unclean things, we, let's not go in?"

"Yeah, it's okay for us to go in just like this for the sake of a useless lady, but Miss Qing'er, you are so precious, what should you do if there is an accident?"

"That's right, Miss Qing'er should go back quickly, I don't think this place is a good place!"

The standing servants looked inside, the whole yard was covered by white fog, and they couldn't see anything clearly. They only felt the cold wind whistling in the twelfth lunar month, and when they heard the sound of puffing in the yard, goosebumps all over their bodies, and they wanted to leave immediately.

Feng Qinger snorted coldly and said angrily: "A bunch of trash, what are you afraid of, there are no ghosts, don't follow me in!"

Having said that, Feng Qinger entered the yard first.

It was sunny outside, but when I got here, for some unknown reason, the thick fog blocked the line of sight, and I could vaguely see the buildings in the white fog. Hearing the wind whistling in her ears, Feng Qing'er couldn't help but grit her teeth and looked around at the deserted yard. The puffing sound came from the bath not far ahead, and you could see bubbles in the bath.

"Oh, this scares you all, it's just the sound of water." Feng Qing'er said to herself, strengthening her courage.

It's just at this time that the strong wind blew, and the windbreaker placed on the tree trunk suddenly flew away, and in the white mist, it flashed like a human figure.

"What!" With a swipe, Feng Qing'er's face became extremely ugly, and she quickly reached out and grabbed the object opposite. She was startled and scared, no matter what, the red in her hand was like clothes. Star power exploded and hit the clothes violently.

"Mom, there are really ghosts!"

"Ah, it's haunted!"

"Come on, don't step on me, get caught, I didn't mean to!"

For a while, the servants who had just entered the yard ran away, leaving only Ya Hong timidly staying at the door, daring not to enter.

"Waste, it's just one piece of clothing!" Looking closely, Feng Qing'er breathed a sigh of relief, and stomped the clothes on the ground, scolding coldly, "Feng Qingge, you You bastard, if you have the ability to hide inside without making a sound, do you have the ability to come out and meet people? I know you are inside, don’t hide and make no sound!”

You really think you are Aunt Xue!

Feng Qingge in the water just hummed coldly and didn't pay any attention to the rambunctious woman above. She quickly calmed down and had no time to worry about the things above. The star power of the whole body spun away, she just sat cross-legged indifferently, and at the last moment, she was about to break through the barrier!

"Puff, puff..." The bubbles in the water kept emerging, and even the water in the bath boiled, and the long black hair spread out, like a blooming black lotus flower.

Feng Qing'er's legs trembled, and she quickly turned to look at the water. The scattered hair continued to spread, her face became darker and darker, she moved the steps under her feet, and leaned towards the bathtub a little bit, what is going on, this pool is not a hot spring, why is it bubbling, And what's up with this clump of black hair...

what?

Approaching the bath in front of her tremblingly, Feng Qinger only felt that the cold air was even more biting. Those little hands were trembling, and she was about to reach down and grab it.

It's just that she was faster, the white figure was faster, like a lightning-like figure floating by, the black hair fluttered in the wind, he turned around suddenly, in the white fog, the face painted like Shura was exposed, outside. A ray of light shone in, making it even more gloomy under the thick fog.

"Wow!" The screams resounded suddenly, Feng Qing'er couldn't stand what was in front of her anymore, and ran away. Seeing that face, she thought of what she heard, the ghost king, the ghost king!

"Miss, wait for me!" Ya Hong was even more frightened to death, she suddenly saw the white figure, and the whole person was scared to pee, seeing Feng Qing'er running faster than a rabbit Quick, her legs staggered, and she hurriedly chased out.

Feng Qinger, who was going to seek revenge on Feng Qingge, was finally frightened by himself and ran away. Since then, the haunting of the Wanchun Pavilion in Fengfu has spread in the Fengfu, and no servants are willing to hang out there.

"Wow!" The clear pool water suddenly exploded, and a white figure rose into the air. The slender figure was like a breeze. With one hand, the thick coat covered her thin body, like a waterfall of hair. Adhering to her small face, her eyebrows raised slightly, she opened her red lips slightly, and let out a touch of turbid air.

In three days, she thought she could only last for forty-eight hours, but unexpectedly, she persisted for a full sixty hours, completely absorbing the medicine in the bath, eliminating the toxins in her body, and even her swollen body after being poisoned. slim down.

Blue silk brushed her face, drops of water slowly fell on her fair skin, and her little snow-white feet fell on the ground, growing lotus step by step, like a fairy falling from the sky, noble and elegant. Her eyes were raised upwards like a little fox, the stars in her black eyes flickered, and her dark red lips lifted up, revealing a sly smile.

The most important thing is that her face is very similar to the person in the painting. No, it should be said, she is the person in the painting!