The imperial concubine, she murdered with beauty

Chapter 337 Is it a human or a ghost
The magpie knocked on the table: "The shopkeeper's come to the room."

"The second room on the east side, the two guest officials are invited upstairs."

The two were in dust, and the magpie was still holding a sword in his hand. The shopkeeper looked up and gave it to the room without saying a word.

Xiao Er took the two upstairs and opened the door: "It's this room, are you two satisfied?"

Ye Wanwan looked at it and went in, Ling Que paid the money: "Please bring some water, brother, and prepare a table of food by the way."

After explaining what to eat and what to avoid, Ling Que closed the door and came in. She glanced around and didn't see Ye Wanwan, she went around the pillar to see her standing by the window.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

Here the window can see the door downstairs, watching a few people come here in a hurry, also entered the inn, withdrew his eyes and closed the window: "It's okay."

After a brief wash, the food came, the two of them ate, and they were ready to settle down after changing their clothes. They were really tired from running around for a day.

Ling Que changed Ye Wanwan's clothes: "Sir, where are we going next?"

Ye Wanwan: "It counts wherever you go."

She couldn't receive news from Shangjing for the time being, but she didn't judge whether she went back based on the events of Shangjing either.

A month after she came out, Ye Wanwan discovered the fact that she hated the place in Shangjing, but the world was so big that she didn't know where to put herself aside from Shangjing.

She desperately wanted to escape, but in the end she couldn't avoid going back, as if it was the inevitable way back.

However, the clearer the thought, the more disgusting she felt in her heart. She was already panicking, but she didn't want to accept this fact, and she didn't want to go back.

Both of them were tired and didn't think much about other things, so hurry up and get some sleep first.

I don't know how long I slept, but Ye Wanwan got up in a daze, and subconsciously wanted to put on her shoes, but she didn't put them on after wearing them for a while.

The drowsiness disappeared in an instant, and the whole person was terrified.

Her body is actually floating, no, she is still lying on the bed, so she is a ghost?
Looking at herself lying on the bed, Ye Wanwan suddenly remembered that she saw herself in the coffin in her previous life. It was exactly the same as the current situation, so is she dead?
How did you die?

Ye Wanwan was still in the mood to study how she died. Seeing that her lips didn't change color, it wasn't poisonous, she didn't have any blood stains on her body, the magpie was still sleeping beside her, and no one killed her, so how did she die?

She tried her best to go up to the ground, her body was so light that she didn't have a trace of weight, like a feather moving slowly to the ground, the red light flashed under her feet, and the legendary flower on the other side bloomed, and it was fleeting.

She froze for a moment, what is this?
When the flowers disappeared, her skirt slowly drooped down, and she was wearing a dark purple dress, embroidered with peony clouds on it. This was her previous life's dress. This is what she wore when she died, so it is also on her body when she turned into a ghost. This one, but because she is a ghost, this dress has also become a lot lighter.

She was obviously reborn, why is she still like this, or is the so-called rebirth a dream?

Ye Wanwan was shocked, but she was not emotional, as if she had already felt something.

Those strange dreams before, and the fact that she was standing in the cannon fire, trying to see if she would die, the crazy thoughts that suddenly popped up, even she herself didn't understand why.

So, she has not been reborn to become powerful, and she has no real revenge, everything is a dream?

Is it all a dream?
A wave of anger surged in her heart, Ye Wanwan's eyes were blurred by blood mist, her consciousness was gradually replaced by hatred and anger, her body slowly flew up, and it seemed that something was pulling her away, but it was not far away. , suddenly a powerful force pulled her back, and the huge sense of weightlessness plunged her consciousness into darkness.

It has been the second day since Ye Wanwan woke up again. Ling Que stood beside her, and she was overjoyed to see her wake up: "Thank goodness, Madam is awake, you slept so deeply that you couldn't wake up even if you shouted, this servant is worried about death. Now, if I can't wake up again, I'll have to go to the doctor."

Ye Wanwan looked at the top of the bed, her body was heavy as if she was stuck on the bed, she breathed slowly, this is the feeling of being alive, was it a dream last night?
Her head was dizzy, and she couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams for a while. She attributed it to being too tired, so she had such a dream and showed her subconscious guesses in the dream.

"What time is it now?"

"It's time."

It was almost noon, and I fell asleep really deeply: "Help me up."

Ling Que lifted the quilt and helped Ye Wanwan get up. She had just sat firmly when she suddenly shivered. An indescribable chill spread all over her limbs, making her unable to lift it at all.

"Go, get me some hot water."

The magpie hurriedly went out, and after a while, hot water was called, and Ye Wanwan also twisted the hot towel.

Holding the towel on his face, the chill finally subsided a little.

"Your hand, ma'am!"

The magpie exclaimed, Ye Wanwan lowered her hand slowly, and there was a red mark on her left wrist, which could not be wiped off with a towel, as if it had grown from flesh and blood. The shape outlined by the seal is very similar to the stamens of the other side of the flower.

Ling Que was even more anxious than Ye Wanwan: "Madam, what's going on, do you hurt?"

Ye Wanwan stared blankly at the circle of marks: "It's not a dream"

It's not a dream, she really left her body last night, it's not a dream.

Seeing Ling Que's worried face, she shook her head: "It's okay, it's okay."

After speaking, he pulled his sleeve and covered the mark: "I'm a little hungry, go and call for something to eat."

After supporting the magpie, Ye Wanwan lifted her sleeves to look at the mark, and slowly descended to the ground. The feeling of her feet on the ground did not seem fake. She walked to the window. The sun was shining brightly outside.

Looking up at the sky, what the hell is going on?She can't tell what's real and what's fake now.

Even herself, is she a human or a ghost?
(End of this chapter)