"Have she woke up yet?"

"No." Mo Ze shook his head obediently. "Master, the soup is gone."

Qinghuan looked at it and it was indeed gone. In other words, this bowl of soup was not for the Nine-Tailed Fox but for Xie Yiyi. However, Xie Yiyi's life was not over, so she asked Xie Bi'an to send the ghost back, so this bowl of soup no longer exists. What happened to the Nine-Tailed Fox lying there?

After thinking for a while, she was too lazy to think about it. Anyway, living a good life is the most important thing now. Let’s wait until she comes out of Liwangtai by herself.

As soon as Ji Guang saw Mo Ze, he rushed over. With Xiao Hei, the three little guys rolled in a ball. Qinghuan bent down and stroked a flower on the other side. The bright red petals swayed gently, as if there were thousands of words to tell. She said softly: "It's true, but who are you...?"

The flowers were flying in the wind, but they didn't answer. Qinghuan stood up and looked down at the bright red petals. The color was as bright as blood, with a bewitching beauty, and a mad determination to love. She didn't want to peek at the answers, nor did she want to count on her fingers. She wanted to see who the person who dared to follow her but did not show up.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of the soul-sucking bell. Suddenly, the three little guys on the bridge who were playing in a bunch of fun ran away and disappeared in an instant. The fire gradually became prosperous again, and the soup began to slowly emit a warm breath, and suddenly there was a little more vitality on the entire bridge deck.

The vigor is relatively speaking, because the female ghost walking across the street looks like she is unlost and regrets it. She may have realized that she is dead, with tears on her face, and she staggers towards her step by step.

The clothes she wore were of good quality and there were no obvious wounds, but they were obviously not dead, because her bone age seemed to be only in her thirties at most, so Qinghuan looked at her appearance and figure. How could a woman in her thirties grow old so quickly? Not only was her face haggard and pale, she was skinny and boneless, and could not see any flesh. If ordinary people saw this, they would think it was a bone-like stance walking in clothes. But looking at her outfit, she could not be hungry, right?

You are either hungry, that is, you are trapped by love. Family, friendship, love, I don’t know which kind of love it is?

Qinghuan's voice was soft and had the magical power to soothe the ghost's heart. The ghost on the Naihe Bridge would not feel her pressure, but would feel comfortable and peaceful because of the gospel she gave. Qinghuan looked at the female ghost and looked disheartened, and said straight to the point: "I can fulfill a wish for you, and you can do anything." After thinking about it, she added another sentence. "I will fill your regrets for you, please don't cry anymore."

She really couldn't bear to see women crying.

When the female ghost heard this, she suddenly became excited. She rushed over and grabbed Qinghuan's hand: "Really? Can you really fulfill a wish for me?! Really? If possible, I can give you all my life!"

Qinghuan said, "But you are dead." Seeing the female ghost crying again, she patted the other party's hand gently. "Tell me, how did you die? What happened. If you don't say it clearly, there will be no cause and effect. I can't help you."

After a while, the female ghost finally calmed down slowly. She sniffed and spoke in a crying voice: "My name is Su Qinshui, I am the wife of King Yu and his concubine."

Qinghuan's eyes were full of encouragement and tenderness, and the female ghost Qinshui's heartache seemed to be much less painful. She was not that sad. She could also tell the man she loved to death when she was born in a stable tone. "I was born a bad family, but I was in love with the prince. The prince asked the emperor for an imperial edict and appointed me as the prince's concubine. We had a very happy life. In the second year of marriage, I was pregnant."

At this point, it is still a beautiful story. What a match between the prince and the beauty, the talented man and the handsome man, the handsome man and the beautiful woman, what a God-given marriage.

However, what is hidden under this high-sounding? The emperor never looked down on her daughter-in-law, looked down on her, and despised her bad background. She was afraid that it would affect her son's future, so she thought about taking another concubine to King Yu. The emperor felt that he had already given Su Qinshui a very proud face. A young lady was the official concubine, and a lady from a wealthy family would have to lower her head when she got married. She should thank her for her.

"When the prince was in love with me, he promised to never take a concubine for his whole life. He and I were together until old age. I thought what he said was true, but later I realized that he loved me and really loved me, but he also wanted that position, so he needed a wife who could help him. In the late stage of my pregnancy, I was so big that I could no longer see guests, so he sent me to a farm in the suburbs to recuperate, and prepared all the wives and wives, and wanted to cook a rice and cook it. By that time, I was sad and disappointed with him. The concubine had already married her. What would I do?"

"If the servant hadn't let the words go, I would never know about this. The prince asked someone to block the news strictly and saw me very tightly. I tried every means to run out. However, when he saw me, he did not explain first or care, but asked someone to take me down so as not to ruin his good things and delay his auspicious time!"

When the female ghost Qinshui said this, she became excited again. "If you really love someone, how can you be willing to make her sad and painful? I gave birth to a child in the backyard, and firecrackers and gongs and drums were loud. Their zither and zither were born together. I was afraid that my sound would cause ominousness. The woman blocked my mouth. When my son was born, the prince was in the bridal chamber."

She seemed to be very hated, and she was extremely tough and naturally refused to compromise. However, what can she do if she is a little girl in the royal family? She asked King Yu about his vows at the beginning, which was a marriage given by the emperor. If King Yu wanted to be the crown prince, he could not make the emperor unhappy.

"So I stayed in my door from now on and closed the door of my yard for a whole... for sixteen years." She hated him to this point, and she didn't want to see him or ask about the world again. So the concubine became the mistress of the prince's mansion, calling the wind and rain, and was so happy. King Yu loved her again. Su Qinshui was strong and ignorant, and did not understand the gentleness at all. How could she be as gentle as the concubine, and both talented and beautiful as a concubine? Gradually, King Yu's heart was completely on the concubine.

"I gradually became in a bad state. Later I found out that it was the concubine who put a sperm in my yard and put a chronic poison on me every day. Just wait for me to die, her son would become a disciple, and she would no longer be a concubine. Before I died, she had seen me and told me everything she had done over the years, which made me vomit blood and die."

"I don't regret refusing to refuse King Yu to never see him again. I only regret that I treated my son wrongly. I only remember King Yu betrayed his faith and betrayal, but forgot that my son is innocent!" The female ghost Qinshui suddenly burst into tears. "My son is only sixteen years old... At the age of sixteen, he is very famous and ignorant. That bitch praised and killed my son alive, making my Chen'er disliked by King Yu, the emperor, the people, and finally died before me! Why was she so cruel that she harmed my Chen'er so much for a throne!"

In fact, the female ghost Qinshui also knew that the reason why the concubine could not let her son live was because her son occupied the title of the eldest son, and the other was for that supreme position. The emperor would die sooner or later. If King Yu could inherit the throne, then Chen'er would be legitimately the heir, and Su Qinshui would become the queen or even the empress dowager! This is what the concubine Wan decided not to see!

So she asked Chen'er to learn bad things step by step, never restraining him from being disciplined, letting him have a mother but not a mother, and those who die in the end are so cowardly - the wind is on the wind. A sixteen-year-old boy died on the wind is not going to laugh at someone's big teeth!

After hearing this story, Qinghuan couldn't help but sigh, saying that she was pitiful to her parents all over the world. Su Qinshui was stubborn and strong, and refused to forgive King Yu. She kept her love closed for 16 years, but she did not realize until she died that she had been in the wrong way. "Do you still love King Yu?"

"Love?!" The female ghost Qinshui smiled coldly. "How can he be worthy of my love! I hate him to the core, and I wish I could eat his flesh and sleep with his skin! He wants to pamper his concubine and his concubine's son and daughter, it is his freedom, but he shouldn't treat my Chen'er like that! If his Chen'er's biological father, if he had the will, how could Chen'er become like that? I was afraid that he was fascinated by Wan's heart, and he blamed me for being unwilling to bow his head in his heart, so he would not treat Chen'er as his son!"

"I'm not wrong. I'm just not generous and unvirtuous and cannot tolerate others. When he fell in love with me, he knew what kind of personality I had. Why do I do this? I was an orphan girl who was helpless and helpless. He felt that I couldn't survive without him. He felt that I should be grateful to him after giving me the title of Princess! He was the first to be affectionate and unscrupulous, but he had to blame me for not being tolerant and sensible enough, not a virtuous supporter!" The female ghost Qinshui sneered. "I am the only thing I am ashamed of Chen'er, and it has nothing to do with King Yu!"

Qinghuan looked at her and chuckled, "I understand, I know what you want."

Before the female ghost Qinshui could reply, she had already fallen softly. Xie Bi'an floated out of the bridge and sent her to Liwangtai.

"Master Master! Can I go with you this time?" Mo Zeba stopped Qinghuan's thighs and looked at her pitifully with big eyes, "Take me to take me there! I don't want to guard the Nine-tailed Fox here!"

Qinghuan pointed at the tip of his nose: "Why should I take you there? This time I am in the palace. Where did you have such a child?"

When Mo Ze heard this, his ears drooped. For a moment, Qinghuan almost thought that this was a puppy in front of him, which was very cute. She was soft-hearted and sighed: "Okay, go."

"Master is so good!"
Chapter completed!