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In the beginning of June, the emperor had added a new grandson. The entire imperial city was celebrating, but the National Uncle Palace was holding a funeral today.

The youngest girl in the mansion was struck to death by a bolt of lightning. The entire mansion was filled with grief.

Suddenly, there was a movement from the coffin containing the dead body in the middle of the hall.

At this moment, the lid of the coffin jumped.

"It's a ghost …"

"Haunted, Sixth Miss faked her corpse..."

The servants scrambled out of the hall.

It was midnight, and the mansion was in chaos. The National Uncle was in the lead, and the few concubines were all rushing over.

With great difficulty, Xiao Ting pushed the thing above her head away. Just as she crawled out, a series of screams rang out.

Surprised, she thought she was surrounded by a hundred ghosts!

"Ghost, save me …"

As the master of the National Uncle, the one in the coffin was his own daughter, so he forced himself to look, his obedient daughter was standing in the coffin, only revealing her upper body, her disheveled hair, and her pale white face, but smiling. Under the dim light of the candle, her smile became even weirder.

He was so shocked that his legs went limp.

"Ghost ah ghost ah …"

His heart grew cold as he heard the other wives calling out to him.

"Ghost, where is the ghost?" Suddenly, the little ghost girl with a pale face spoke up.

Xiao Ting jumped out from the coffin, and only then did she realise that she was inside a spirit hall, and that she was lying on top of a good coffin.

She ignored those ignorant humans who looked as if they had seen ghosts before, and patted the coffin beside her, feeling that it was really good.

"Ting, Good girl Ting, you … you can tell your father anything you want, your father will get someone to burn it for you!"

Seeing that his daughter did not come, but was instead sizing up the mourning hall, the National Uncle Lord's heart turned cold. He wanted to see if his daughter was alright, but after dying, she must have suffered some grievances and could not bear the hardships, so she came back to look for him.

Xiao Ting turned pale and walked towards him, her legs trembling.

"Ah, help …"

As she got closer, every single person who could stand up scattered in every direction, leaving behind only the National Uncle Lord and her two concubines who could not move at all.

Xiao Ting walked over, wanting to find out where she was.

She was the last descendant of the twenty-third century Celestial Sect of Wonders. Earlier, she was surrounded by a hundred ghosts and could only watch as her soul drifted away. Why did she suddenly wake up?

Was this using a corpse to repay a soul?

The night wind blew her hair to the back of her head. She used a gaze that she thought was very kind and even revealed a smile that she thought was very gentle. She asked, "Excuse me, is this … …"

However, in the eyes of others, she was like a ghost lady who had come to take her life. Before she could finish, the three people's eyes rolled back and they were unconscious.

Only was left with a head full of black lines, messy in the wind …

Early the next morning, the entire imperial city fell into a state of panic.

National Uncle of her grandfather's home, the Little Demoness Xiao Ting who was on the rankings in the capital, finally came back to life.

This six girls was a small place, always meddling in other people's business, always fighting with the princess, always fighting with beggars for food, strolling in the brothels and entering casinos, it was simply impossible.

His mother was the concubine that the National Uncle Lord doted on the most. She died when she was giving birth, leaving behind a woman to comfort him.

This time, he was even more unruly.

Therefore, at the age of fourteen, no one 'dared' to bring up a marriage proposal. They would always be raised at home.

Because of this, the Imperial Consort Xiao, as six girls's aunt, cried countless times in front of the emperor.

The Emperor could do nothing but grant him two marriages, both of which ended in failure.

The first one was the Minister of Rites' Assistant Minister. He was young and promising, and was a scholar with a younger brother, a world-class noble. When he heard that the other party was a Miss Xiao Liu, he immediately resigned and became a monk.

It was rumored that he had once said that as long as the six girls did not marry anyone, he would not return the favor.

The second backer was from a stronger background. The young master of the Zuo Xiang family was also a devil. No one dared to marry him. Since the emperor and imperial concubine were discussing, they were able to get together without detesting each other.

However, before the imperial edict could be passed down, the Left Premier came running into the royal study to express his gratitude.

Of course, it was not to thank the Emperor for bestowing the marriage to his child, but because ever since his son heard the news that he was going to marry a Miss Xiao Liu, he had become a different person. He began to study behind closed doors, stopped playing skipping horses, and also stopped playing with women.

This made Minister Zuo extremely happy. After hearing what was said, the emperor felt gratified for this old official and didn't know how to mention this to his beloved Imperial Concubine.

After a while, even the commoners knew about this little witch, until six girls turned fourteen and no one dared to marry her.

Two days ago, it was said that the six girls felt that it was too hot and climbed up to the rooftop to enjoy the cool night. If he could not come down by death's door, then there was no point in trying to persuade him.

When the Lord of National Uncle heard this, he hurriedly rushed over, but who would have thought, the clear night sky, a bolt of lightning, directly struck the house, the six girls gave it to him … He fell to his death.