After Marrying the Shadow Queen

Could it be a thief? However, the furnishings in the home are neatly arranged and there is no trace of being turned over, and the door lock has not been opened. Ji Yuchuan chose to believe in the security of the house that was bought at a huge price. So where did this voice come from? The female, familiar voice, with a hint of flattery in the coldness—who is it? A name suddenly appeared in his mind, and Ji Yuchuan was so frightened that his legs were weak.

impossible! Maybe it's the news from upstairs?

"Don't look, I'm right behind you." There was another cold smile, but the voice was much clearer than the two sentences just now. Ji Yuchuan had cold sweat on his forehead, and his stiff body was almost unaffected by her. The control moves slowly like a rusty machine. The chicken in his hand fell to the ground with a snap, while the other hand was holding the bowl of chicken blood, slamming it on the figure he saw, and screamed: "Sheng Qingru? Aren’t you dead? Why did you show up in my house? You shouldn’t look for me even if you ask for your order!"

Fresh, warm chicken blood ran along the black hair, slowly covering the deserted face, adding a bit of horror, and the brand-new white shirt was also red with blood. , Just like the color on the field where the murder happened. Ji Yuchuan's hands were trembling, and she gasped for breath, her eyes blurred. She seemed to see someone walking. She didn't know where the strength came from. She grabbed the dead chicken on the ground and smashed it at the person who was walking towards her. She cursed: "You **** Whether I'm dead or not, I'm going to be scared to death by you."

If it is a ghost, there should be no physical form, right? It won't be what it is now if it is splashed with chicken blood. But why is it reported in the news that Sheng Qingru is dead? Why does she appear in her own home? The chaotic mind had no time to think about these answers, and Ji Yuchuan didn't have any thoughts of not being a queen or a predecessor. She just wanted to kill someone who almost frightened her to death.

"Have you played enough?" Sheng Qingru's eyes were filled with anger, and his voice dropped several times, almost to the freezing point. Ji Yuchuan stared blankly at Sheng Qingru who was covered in chicken blood, and then looked at the chicken she was holding in her hand and the chicken feathers on the ground. He couldn't contain the desire to laugh. He looked up, hahaha, but soon she She couldn't laugh anymore, she saw Sheng Qing's red eyes, where is the way a person should be?

If possible, Ji Yuchuan wanted to faint directly, but she didn't feel dizzy until she sat on the sofa and stared at Sheng Qingru with big eyes. The initial fear slowly disappeared, and after seeing Sheng Qingru snap her fingers to remove the dirt on her body, her emotions became even more calm. In front of the female ghost, she has no ability to resist. It is better to admit her fate. Moreover, Sheng Qingru is not like the terrible evil ghosts in the film and television dramas. She maintains the beautiful face and moon appearance of her life, even in the crowd of ghosts. Guo Qingcheng.

"I have no grudges with you."

"I didn't say that I had any grudges against you."

"Why did you show up at my house?"

"The sky is big and the earth is home, why can't I show up at your home?"

"Can you speak well?"

"Aren't I talking well?"

Soon Ji Yuchuan discovered that Sheng Qingru, who became a ghost, was worse than fooling her in the crew. Anything dignified, calm, reserved, humble and polite is an illusion. Those who say such boasting must be blinded by beauty and color. Fortunately, she had never doubted it before.

"Did you come to me to ask me to help you ask the master to save it?" After a long period of thought, Ji Yuchuan only found this possibility. It is rare to hear Sheng Qingru talk about her relatives, even after her accident, no relatives came forward. Her only ambiguous object has become other people's girlfriend, so, although Sheng Qingru is a queen, she is also a little pitiful alone. This thought made Ji Yuchuan sympathize with her, and twisted for a while in the gaze that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "But you have found the wrong person, and I don't have the money to invite the master." Even the next meal will be paid for. No more, Ji Yuchuan began to feel melancholy for himself again.

It would be great if he could become a star of Sheng Qingru's rank, and there was no need to worry about money at all. In Ji Yuchuan's view, money is the most important thing, because the distress caused by money made her ignore that she was sitting in front of a "female ghost". The chill wind blew on the back of her neck, her eyes lit up suddenly, and she looked up and down Sheng Qingru, revealing a sweet smile: "Teacher Sheng, you ghosts only need coins?"

Sheng Qingru sneered: "Your abacus is really loud."

Ji Yuchuan's thoughts were seen through, and she didn't feel ashamed, she shrugged her shoulders and said, "You pay, and I will help you ask the master to spend it. Isn't this a very reasonable business? As for your remaining wealth, you leave it to me, every time. During the New Year's Day, I will burn you the things you need, just like your relatives. Of course, if you need it, I will give you a stick of incense every day."

Sheng Qingru said indifferently: "I donated it all, I made a will before."

One sentence broke Ji Yuchuan's illusion.

"So you are a poor ghost?" Ji Yuchuan immediately put away his smile, staring at Sheng Qingru dissatisfied.

"Aren't you?" Sheng Qingrubai gave Ji Yuchuan a glance.

"I'm a human being, even if I'm poor, that's a poor person!" These words made Ji Yuchuan vigilant, and she immediately bounced from the sofa, staring at Sheng Qingru with a guard. Could it be that she wants to expose the nature of ghosts and drag herself into hell? The gaze of patrolling around looked for a weapon that could resist a little bit, and finally fell on the cross necklace sandwiched in the gap of the sofa. She showed a pleasing smile, and slowly sat back, twisting her butt, and touching the cross with the hand behind her.

"Miss Ji, do you have hemorrhoids?" Sheng Qingru put her hands around her chest, she lowered her eyelashes, and said lightly.

Ji Yuchuan was almost jumped up by her words, but when the enemy is strong and we are weak, she must keep smiling until she touched the cross necklace, slammed it towards Sheng Qingru’s eyes, and shouted: "Suffer to death." Come on, evildoer!"

Sheng Qingru looked at Ji Yuchuan as if he was looking at a mentally ill patient. After a while, he curled his lips and said: "Miss Ji, this is in your house, not in the crew. Please don't act. Besides, your exaggerated movements and expressions. Saying that you are an actor really praises you."

"..." It was another ruthless attack. Ji Yuchuan didn't believe in evil. She held the necklace and shook it in front of Sheng Qingru's eyes. Finally, she suddenly felt the coolness on the back of her hand. Her body was trembling, and her eyes seemed to tremble. She was grabbed by Sheng Qingru, and she was grabbed by a female ghost. It wasn't the bitter cold like ice and snow as imagined, but a kind of warmth like a jade-after this thought in her mind, she finally passed out as expected.

"Why is it this second fool?" Sheng Qingru grumbled impatiently. She left without immediately. Instead, she lifted Ji Yuchuan, who had knocked her forehead on the coffee table when she fainted, and threw it on the sofa, quietly. He sat beside her and waited for her to wake up.

Ji Yuchuan was awakened by the pain on her forehead, and she could still remember when she hit the coffee table. Originally it was only a faint pain, but the feeling just now clearly was that she was deliberately pressed heavily, and the suspicion naturally fell on the female ghost who was meditating on the side. Taking a deep breath, Ji Yuchuan's eyes twitched, and she asked, "Why haven't you left? Why did you come to my house? Did you jump off the building yourself? Or did you say that someone murdered you? Is it possible that you want it? I will help you find the murderer, and end the regret?"

"You are a little smarter than just now, but you guessed it wrong." Sheng Qingru smiled. She stretched out her hand to press Ji Yuchuan's forehead again, and heard her scream "Ow-", with a nasty smile on the corner of her lips. Expanding more and more.

"Then how did you die?" Ji Yuchuan carefully covered the wound on his forehead, and secretly glanced at Sheng Qingru. There are many rumors on the Internet, but in fact she is also very interested in this matter.

"Drank some wine, stumbled and fell into a tall building, do you have an opinion?" Sheng Qingru glanced at Ji Yuchuan.

"No, no." Ji Yuchuan waved his hand hurriedly, seeing Sheng Qingru's eyes drenched, and immediately covering his forehead, said with a shy face, "Ms. Sheng, since you don't need my help, why do you need to stay here? What I want here is nothing, I see you—"Go go, go! Ji Yuchuan didn't know how many eviction orders had been made in his mind.

"Do you think I want to stay in your ruined temple?" Sheng Qingru's gaze scanned the surroundings, and finally fell on Ji Yuchuan's body, making no secret of the disgust in his eyes and words.

Although Linhai Bieye is a wealthy area, it is still a bit different from the high-end villas where the queens live-Ji Yuchuan comforted himself in his heart, but still couldn't help being angry. Since you are so disgusted, what do you still rely on in your own home? Anyone who sees a ghost will be terrified, okay? She Sheng Qing disliked the small place, she still didn't want her to come here! "What do you mean by this?"

Sheng Qingru didn’t answer. Her gaze as she stared at Ji Yuchuan became soft, her eyes seemed to be able to pinch the water, the coldness and the sense of distance disappeared, and she shouted "Mian Gong", just like in the movie "Netherly Marriage". Like the spring dream of Ji Yuchuan, there are many styles and infinite shame.

"You—" Ji Yuchuan's face was flushed, and he almost lost his soul.

"It's not because of marriage to you!" Sheng Qingru said with resentment, his eyes became cold and sharp again.