The Fierce Illegitimate Miss

Xu Wang has lost interest in Bai Xiangu, who is pretending to be a ghost. Sitting on the side of Yuling, there is nothing to look for: "Ling, have you ever eaten the jade cake of Liumeizhai? The taste is not bad, I will bring it to you someday." ?"

"Right, there is a new flower around the beam. Mulan sings very well. When will I take you to the theater?"

No matter what Xu Wang said, Yu Ling is not deaf.

As soon as Xu Wang was talking about the new dishes of Yipin Xiangjiu, he heard a short whisper behind him.

Standing next to the jade general, Mei Lan Niang thought to be frightened, her right hand clenched her mouth, and her eyes stared straight at the white cloth in front of Bai Xiangu.

Not only her, the people around her are all looking shocked and fearful, and the sound of breathing cool is one after another. If it wasn’t before Bai Xiang’s aunt, I’m afraid it’s already screaming.

In the frightened crowd, Yu Ling’s look has not changed, and the beauty is faintly watching the change of white cloth, and a cold smile is on the corner of his mouth.

I saw the empty white cloth on the bottom, and I didn’t know when there was a slender black shadow at the bottom. With the sound of Bai Xiang’s curse, sometimes it floated up and then stagnated, and seemed to hesitate to appear.

When Bai Xiangu saw it, the spell became faster and faster, and the dust in his hand also accelerated the speed of the wave. It seemed to urge the soul to appear quickly.

A moment of hard work, the black shadow seems to have made up his mind, suddenly known, and completely projected on the white cloth!

This time, even General Yu Yu was stunned.

The shadow on the cloth, the hair on the head is high, the shoulders are thin and the long sleeves are fluttering, which is clearly a woman's figure!

The samovar in the hands of Mu's hand trembled uncontrollably, and made a sound of crisp porcelain. The mother of Cui completely forgot that she should help the master to pick up the samovar, only to look at the cloth. Familiar figure, full of fear.

Yu Qianliu cried out in a scary manner, but did not dare to cry out. The jade Qianfang on the side looked at the cloth slyly, and the whole body could not stop shaking.

Yu Weiyuan went straight to the arms of Dong Yu Niang, and the small head was buried in the arms of Dong Yu Niang. She did not dare to speak out, and even dared not look up.

Yu Weide looked at the shadow silently, no fear, but the hand under the table was tight, and even the knuckles were blue and white.

Xu Wang, who has been arrogant, has finally shown some surprise. He immediately reached out to hold Yu Ling’s hand and comforted him in his mouth: “Done, don’t be afraid—”

Unexpectedly, he grabbed an empty space, and Yu Ling, who was next to him, looked indifferent, as if he had not seen the figure on the white cloth.

Xu Wang was surprised for a moment, and wanted to pull Yu Lingling: "Learning, are you okay?"

Such a scene, I am afraid that even men will feel cold in their hearts, but Yu Lingling has not changed his mind, as if he is only watching a movie that is not related to himself.

This time, his hand was shot by Yu Ling's palm, and she was cold as cold and cold: "Honely!"

Xu Wang shook his head helplessly and had to take back his hand.

In the hall, the figure is still standing on the white cloth, like the reflection in the water wave, and it is not really cut.

Bai Xiang's voice gradually lowered, and the tone gradually slowed down, as if it was softly appeased, only to see the figure slowly moving, like covering his face with sleeves, like crying.

Bai Xianggu whispered for a moment and said to the crowd: "She said that she had no grievances and could not reincarnate, so she stayed in Yufu. I don't know everyone in the room, can you know her?"

When the voice just fell, I heard a bang, and one stood up, even the stool was turned over. The man couldn’t take care of anything else and rushed to the cloth. The mouth screamed: "姨娘,姨娘!is it you?"

Her head was covered with a veil, and her face was blocked a lot, but the thick veil was completely wet by the tears at the moment, but she completely ignored it, and opened the veil and rushed to the temple.

It turned out to be Yu Qianfang!

A small road guard at the door quickly stopped her and screamed: "Xian Gu is doing it, Miss, you can't go in now!"

Looking at the impulsive appearance of Yu Qianfang, Yu Linglong slightly narrowed his eyes.

Yu Qianfang is willing to come forward, then this matter is better.

The figure on the white cloth seemed to hear the call of Yu Qianfang, and turned slowly in her direction. Although she could not see the facial features of the figure, everyone in the room could feel the sadness of the figure. .

This time, even more terrible things happened.

In the depths of the temple, suddenly a woman whispered a sigh. Although the voice was not high, it was enough for everyone to hear.

There is only one white fairy in the temple, and the voice is obviously not from her, who is the sigh! ?

I don't know when, the bright sunshine has disappeared, the clouds in the sky are bursting, and there is a light breeze between the trees. On this hot summer day, the wind oozes through the chill.

The people in the room were all stunned, and the generals of the jade couldn’t stand it anymore. They stood up and walked up to the ancestral hall. They shouted in the mouth: "Where are you enchanting? How dare you blame in my house!"

The sigh rang again, followed by a faint voice: "Master, don't you recognize me?"

The woman’s voice is erratic: “Three years ago, how deeply do you care about me? Now you only hear new people laughing, and where the old people cry!”

Hearing this chilling and not losing the graceful and sweet voice, the jade generals stunned.

He hesitated to ask: "You... are you Lan?"

The voice just fell, and there was a crisp sound of porcelain behind him.

The samovar in the hands of Muss could no longer hold it, and jingle fell to the ground!

Everyone has no one to care for, and everyone’s eyes are staring at the slender figure on the white cloth.

Is this black shadow actually a Lancome mother who has been dead for a long time?

The sound of the black shadow is close to the time, as if it were not from the human world: "Master, do you remember Laner?"

General Yu seems to have forgotten that he is talking to a ghost. He couldn’t help but hurriedly said, "How can I not remember you? I also brought you a jade pillow from northern Xinjiang. I heard that it can help you sleep..."

The figure shivered gently, and it seemed to be very moving: "Laner thanked the lord for his kindness, but Laner did not have this blessing..."

General Yu looked at the figure on the cloth and sighed: "If you are gone, go with peace of mind, why have you refused to leave?"

The figure shook violently, and the whistling sound suddenly raised the tone. It sounded a bit stern: "Master, Laner is not reconciled, Laner is dead!"

General Yu said: "What are you talking about? Are you not sick? How come?"