The princess' little concubine wants to reconcile [Rebirth]

Rong Yue, who came back from the snowstorm in the evening, rode a horse to the courtyard of the small town.

Yue Yue was waiting in front of the door early, looking anxiously at the returning person, and when she was about to approach, she smelled a strong rancid smell and said disgustedly: "What dirty thing did you touch?"

Rong Yue replied helplessly: "Is it possible to not stink just after crawling out of the grave?"

The Xiangshan tomb was so full of traps that Rong Yue almost got trapped inside and couldn't get out.

"No wonder I asked you what you were going to do before, but you refused to say it. It seems that this is the mission of the master..." Yue Yue almost forgot that the princess is no longer the princess of Jiang Guo. .

The two were admitted to the hospital together, and fireworks and firecrackers were constantly set off over the town to celebrate the New Year's Eve reunion.

In order not to disturb Chang Shi, Liu Meier waited for Chang Shi to fall asleep before going back to her room.

But the room was empty and no sister Dai was seen, Liu Meier was still very confused for a while.

There is a cellar in this courtyard, and there are only a few lamps left for lighting. Song Yuanshan's limbs are bound by iron chains in a dark place.

"Without me, no one can break the blood curse, Liu Concubine is destined to be buried with me!" Song Yuanshan raised his head pale and resentful.

Jiang Changdai stood not far away, looked at him like this and said, "Are you so sure?"

Song Yuanshan looked at the cold and ruthless eldest princess with a sneer and said, "If you don't believe me, why bother to talk to me?"

"Does Priest Guarding Heart know where he is now?" Jiang Changdai didn't want to waste the only charm, so she wanted to confirm whether the fetal blood was real or not.

"How can I know the direction when I am blindfolded all the way?"

Song Yuanshan said vigilantly.

"This is Xiangshan Town, Changzhou." Jiang Changdai stared straight at Song Yuanshan with a slightly dazed face, and she already knew something in her heart.

"It's so pitiful that the dignified princess of a country is now reduced to hide in this remote town." Song Yuanshan quickly hid the astonishment in his eyes and mocked.

Jiang Changdai looked up at the only small holes in the cellar that showed light and murmured, "It's really curious how powerful this rumored blood curse is."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Changdai turned and left the cellar.

Returning to the house from the snowy night, Jiang Changdai, holding the box in her hand, walked towards the person sitting softly and fiddling with the abacus.

"Where did Sister Dai go just now?" Liu Meier turned her head and asked.

"I was afraid that the fetal blood that Rong Yue got was fake, so I went to test Song Yuanshan." Sitting sideways, Jiang Changdai saw an account book next to her hand, "What are you doing?"

Liu Meier held the account book and replied, "We really spent a lot of money along the way, and now I don't have a salary, so I always have to save some money when I think about it."

"Meier, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to undo the blood curse?"

"Scared, but it's useless." Liu Meier looked at Sister Dai who was worried, and quickly comforted her, "But I think no matter what the result is, it's the best."

In the middle of the night, Jiang Changdai took out the talisman paper and burned it to ashes and soaked it in water. When she poured the fetal blood contained in the porcelain bottle into it, light smoke like blood mist ignited.

Liu Mei'er looked at her with some trepidation in her heart, but she still insisted on it, after all, she couldn't let Sister Dai worry about her anymore.

Thinking like this, Liu Meier raised her hand and drank the reddish-brown liquid in one gulp.

Before Liu Meier could make a sound, the piercing pain made Liu Meier speechless.

"Meier!" Jiang Changdai looked at the person with blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, and couldn't help but exclaimed in dismay.

Her eyes suddenly went dark, Liu Meier couldn't even utter comforting words, and she lost any consciousness.

From the new year to the new spring in February, the snow on the eaves still did not dissipate. When the weak sunlight dispelled the darkness and fell into the cellar, Song Yuanshan was covered with scars from long whips, and most of his black hair turned white.

"It seems that Concubine Liu will not survive." Song Yuanshan smiled triumphantly.

Holding a long whip, Yue Yue scolded angrily: "I think it's better to cut off your head with one knife!"

Rong Yue probed to stop Yue Yue's movements and shook her head: "Don't be impulsive."

The night in early spring was extremely cold, and Jiang Changdai sat by the couch and looked at the people who hadn't woken up, and her heart was also tight with regret.

If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have let her try rashly.

At dawn, Jiang Changdai slowly got up and decided to go to the cellar in person.

But when Jiang Changdai in the cellar found that Song Yuanshan had white hair all over his head, and his body was thinner, leaving only a skeleton, the exposed skin was wrinkled, and there were blood-red lines in it.

"I really just whipped him a few times. I didn't expect him to turn into such a ghost." Seeing that Song Yuanshan's eyes were dripping with blood, Yue Yue couldn't help but feel a little cold, and leaned a little closer to Rong Yue and muttered, "He Is this some kind of ghost trick?"

Rong Yue shook her head and replied, "I don't know either."

"Is the taste of the blood curse good?" Jiang Changdai looked at the person who was spitting blood, but couldn't feel any sympathy in her heart.

Song Yuanshan raised his stiff neck and smiled, his voice was hoarse and he replied triumphantly: "I've already become like this, Prince Concubine Liu should have passed away long ago."

Listening to Song Yuanshan's words, Jiang Changdai faintly sensed something wrong and said: "You are wrong."

"What?" Song Yuanshan murmured bloodshot eyes, "Impossible!"

"Now I have no reason to lie to you." Jiang Changdai got up and reached out to pull out the long sword that Rong Yue was wearing.

Yue Yue watched dumbfounded as the eldest princess swung her sword and stabbed Song Yuanshan in front of him, the blood splashed all over the ground.

When a "hiss" came out of Song Yuanshan's voice, Jiang Changdai's eyes were relieved and said: "It turns out that as long as you die, she can live."

Song Yuanshan greeted him with a look of panic, "What?"

"Sure enough, you can't believe a word of your words from the beginning."

When the long sword fell in front of Song Yuanshan, Jiang Changdai turned and left the cellar.

Only Yu Yueyue and Rong Yue looked at each other inexplicably.

"Just now, the eldest princess was really...ruthless." Before Yue Yue finished speaking, she heard Song Yuanshan hissing in pain, and saw the rapidly rotting flesh and blood flowing all over the ground.

Rong Yue took Yue Yue out of the cellar and said: "Be careful, it's poisonous."

Yue Yue took advantage of the situation and hugged Rong Yue, saying: "Hey, why does this taste exactly the same as the one you crawled out of the grave that night?"

"There is only one possibility, he has been dead for a long time." Rong Yue frowned.

"What did you say?" Yue Yue looked at the still twitching skeleton in surprise, "If he had died long ago, what was he before?"

Rong Yue shook her head and replied, "I don't know, maybe the Eldest Princess knows."

Jiang Changdai, who came out of the cellar, returned to the bed in the house, only to see that the person who had been in a coma gradually regained consciousness, and she was relieved.

Sure enough, the reason why Song Yuanshan has been tortured but survived is probably because he absorbed Meier's flesh and blood.

When it was daylight, the light from the window fell on the bed, Liu Mei'er half-lyed on the bed and ate porridge, listening to Chang's chanting seriously.

Fortunately, the sun is getting warmer, and Liu Meier's body has recovered a lot.

In the afternoon, Liu Meier basked in the sun on a deck chair in the courtyard, while sister Dai sat on one side and read a book.

"Meier, what do you want to send Song Yuanshan back to Shuiyue Temple?"

"This is what those Taoist priests told me, and I don't know the reason." Liu Meier rested her head lazily on Sister Dai's shoulder, and lightly touched the few strands of black hair hanging down in front of Sister Dai with her fingertips, "But I think it may be Because the Taoists want Song Yuanshan to be responsible for the mistakes he made."

Jiang Changdai looked at Yun Ying in the distant sky: "Then I am afraid there will be no tomorrow for him."

In order to find the Shuiyue Temple, Jiang Changdai not only spent huge human and financial resources, but also searched through ancient books.

I once read some descriptions about Water Moon View in a fragmented version.

Practicing Taoism in this view can make people live forever, and it can also make people go through the torture of fire, and it is not a problem to remove the bones and eliminate the soul.

Yue Yue and Rong Yue, who traveled all the way from Changzhou to Xindu, brought a lingering skeleton to the bank of the dense forest lake.

Yue Yue held up the torch and looked at the skeleton who had been tossing and turning in the box all the time, muttering: "This person is dead, but he still doesn't stop, it's really annoying!"

Rong Yue wanted to look up at the bright moon, but suddenly a gust of breeze blew away the dense fog by the lake, and her eyes suddenly became clear.

The calm lake was filled with countless skeletons, they stretched out their dead hands and gathered as if they were desperate for their lives.

Yue Yue cut off the rope of the box with a knife, then kicked the box into the lake and muttered: "We have returned it to its original owner."

The box quickly fell into pieces, and Song Yuanshan, who was only a skeleton, was forcibly dragged into the lake by the skeletons.

The momentary turbulence of the lake can be described as spectacular.

During this time, Song Yuanshan's wailing could be faintly heard, and Yue Yue covered her ears with her hand and muttered: "It's really self-inflicted, retribution!"

"No wonder it's always been cold here, presumably it's because of their resentment." Rong Yue has been in the army for many years, if she hadn't seen such a scene in hell with her own eyes, she probably wouldn't have believed it anyway.

Yue Yue reached out and grabbed Rong Yue's hand and said: "You, stop being sentimental, this place is scary, let's go quickly."

Rong Yue looked at the hand holding her in a daze, and said with slightly parted lips: "You are really not big or small, I think you can drop by and go home this time."

"You want to drive me away?" Yue Yue turned her head to look at Rong Yue, her eyes were full of grievance and anger.

"I'm not driving you away, but you happened to be returning to Xindu on the way, don't you want to go home and see your father?" Rong Yue avoided her gaze, trying to break free from her hand.

But Yue Yue refused to obey, firmly holding Rong Yue's hand and muttering: "Unless I die, you can go dreaming."

Rong Yue followed her helplessly through the dense forest and whispered: "Why are you bothering?"

"No matter how hard I am, I'm not as bitter as you." Yue Yue's heart ached, she tilted her head to stare at Rong Yue, "My princess only has Liu and Miss Liu in her heart, isn't it hard for you to watch them love each other?"

"This is my own business." Rong Yue tilted her head in embarrassment, avoiding her gaze.

"Okay, that's what you said!" Yue Yue threw off Rong Yue angrily, got on the horse angrily, and looked at the motionless person with red eyes, "Old aunt, I feel sorry for you because you are old and ugly. , It seems that I am really blind!"

After all, Yue Yue turned around on horseback and disappeared from sight along the official road.

Rong Yue stared blankly at the pitch-black forest, not knowing where she should go for a moment.

The eldest princess had confessed to herself, and now she is free.

But the world is so big, where is my shelter?

At the turn of spring and summer, Liu Meier sewed some worn-out pouches for Sister Dai in the courtyard.

"Sister Dai, why don't you get a new one?" Liu Meier carefully divided the needle and thread.

Jiang Changdai sat leisurely and read a book and said stubbornly: "No, I want this old saber."

Liu Meier's eyes showed a bit of confusion, obviously the new one is better, isn't it?

Moreover, Liu Meier's new embroidery method has become more and more refined recently, and many embroidered items can be sold to embroidery shops in the town.

The author has something to say: We have reached the end of the story, there is no extra in this article, if there is any plot you want to see, please tell me in advance, the next few chapters are full of sweet chapters ^V^