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Chapter 25 Degreeization(2/2)

Said.

The ghost opened the special bag, took out a few snakes, and threw them hard on the soul of the little palace maid.

The snakes crazily devoured the little palace maid evil spirit, and the evil spirit cried out in pain, trying to get rid of the snakes.

The snake bit the little palace maid tightly and did not let go.

The little palace maid's eyes were red, and her fleshy face was even more distorted.

Several snakes spit out snake bites.

Suddenly.

The little maid pretended to faint.

The ghost took away the snakes and put them back in his own bag.

He stretched out his hand to take the soul of the little palace maid.

The evil spirit of the little palace maid, taking advantage of the ghost's lack of attention, sped away.

a long time.

The hot and bright sun shone slightly.

The ghost stood there glumly, staring at a little girl eating preserves.

The little girl slightly covered the right side of her throat and frowned.

The next moment.

The little girl coughed slightly and rubbed the slightly itchy throat.

It's always been uncomfortable here lately. Could it be that she really caught a little bit of cold?

Think about.

The little girl sent her servant to find the doctor.

The doctor bowed slightly and came to Shen Tang's boudoir.

His eyes caught sight of the little girl who was the legitimate daughter of the third young lady.

The little girl slightly curled her lips, looked down at the ghost squatting on the ground, and drew a few small things with beautiful shapes on the ground.

The government doctor will see you for a while.

Frowning slightly.

The little girl fell asleep listening to the voices of the government doctor.

The doctor noticed that Shen Tang gradually closed his eyes.

Noon.

The decoction was delivered to Shen Tang's boudoir.

The maid who liked to sleep in the past did not serve Shen Tang personally in the boudoir.

"Tangtang, it was you who invited someone here for medical treatment. Now that I heard about the decoction, I immediately didn't want to drink it anymore."

The little girl covered her head with the quilt and said in a low voice: "I just don't want to drink. It's just a slight cold and I won't die."

Hear the words.

The ghost glanced around.

The maid who was supposed to exist had been taken away by Shen Tang long ago.

The next moment.

The ghost took off the quilt on the little girl's head and pinched the little girl's cheek slightly.

"If you don't wake up, you must get up and take medicine."

The little girl opened her beautiful eyes and looked gloomy.

The ghost helped the little girl who didn't want to take medicine.

The long pale fingers picked up a bowl of soup, filled it with a spoonful of soup, and placed it in front of the little girl's tightly closed red lips.

There was helplessness and coaxing in his eyes.

"Be good, drink the medicine, and eat the candied fruit after drinking it. If you don't drink the medicine, you will feel more uncomfortable, and maybe you will still cough."

Speaking of which.

The ghost laughed softly.

"At that time, if you are seriously ill and you beg me to give you medicine, I won't care about you."

The little girl stared at the ghost with her dark and cold eyes.

"Who cares about me? I'm not a child. You don't need to tell me to be good."

Finished.

The little girl took the medicine bowl away and wanted to drink it all in one go.

Because the taste was so bitter, the little girl almost vomited it out.

Until all the Chinese medicine is finished.

The little girl took a few mouthfuls of candied fruit to relieve the bitter medicinal taste on her lips and teeth.

Qin Yingui smiled with his dark eyes and saw Shen Tang wrinkle his nose slightly.

The little girl rubbed her wrinkled nose, her lips still tasted bitter.

Qin Zisheng's smiling fox eyes focused on the little girl.

The little girl's soft little hands, with skin as white as porcelain, put down the medicine bowl.

He glanced at Qin Zisheng.

Qin Zisheng: "I remember you said that you wanted to go to Linlang City in February. Last night I found out that Chang Ming also wanted to go to Linlang City recently."

The little girl chewed the candied fruit many times, and the medicinal smell gradually dissipated.



Zi Shi.

Minglu quietly stepped into the little girl's bedroom.

Qin Zisheng, who was in charge of burning the charcoal fire as if he were his personal maid, revealed himself at night.

Qin Zisheng saw the figure outside the door out of the corner of his eye and immediately floated to a corner to hide.

Half a moment.

Minglu knelt on the ground and whispered what excuse Chang Ming planned to use to leave the capital.

Miss Shen leaned over, with her fair and slender hands, holding a small bottle of medicine to relieve the toxicity on Minglu's body, and stuffed it into Minglu's hand.

"Don't tell the truth to the Prime Minister's wife about this matter."

Hear the words.

Minglu nodded.

The little girl's dark eyes looked sideways at the peach blossom branches in the porcelain vase.

Smiling lowly: "When that brother comes back, the revenge for the murder of your relatives will soon be avenged."

Instantly.

Ming Lu kowtowed and said in a deep tone, "I will do my best for Miss Third."

One day.

Yin Gui spent a lot of time to find out the past experiences of the little palace maid.

I learned that the little palace maid was indeed treated cruelly by the prince during her lifetime, and she turned into a ghost after her death.

It's just that the concubine in the cold palace also died tragically, but in his opinion, it was wrong to destroy people's souls and prevent their souls from having a next life.

Is it really like what Shen Tang said, to save the soul of the little palace maid?

He didn't know where the little palace maid's spirit was, and he didn't remember that he had learned how to turn the little palace maid into a ghost.

Are evil spirits really worth saving, even if they were pitiful in life?

The ghost looked at the released snake with hesitant eyes.

Suddenly.

Shen Tang's delicate dark eyes looked at Yin Gui.

Grab the cold ghost's ears.

"What are you thinking about?"

Qin Zisheng felt pain in his ears and looked sideways at Shen Tang who didn't let go.
Chapter completed!
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