The concubine is haunted, my lord, please pay attention

Guo Yixue slowly opened his eyes, and after seeing the person in front of him clearly, he opened his lips: "Dayun..."

"It's me... Liangzi..." Yun Qingmin twitched the corner of his mouth, his tense nerves finally relaxed: "Liangzi...is there anything uncomfortable?"

Guo Yixue wrinkled her face and stuck out her tongue: "It's just that my mouth is so bitter... I ate something..."

Che Shuo seemed to have expected it long ago, took out another porcelain jar from his sleeve, poured two in his hand, and handed it over.

Yun Qingmin reached out to take it, and brought it to Guo Yixue's mouth.

Guo Yixue frowned and looked at Cheshuo: "This one, is it sweet or bitter?"

"Sweet." Che Shuo smiled.

"Huh... that's good..." She breathed a sigh of relief, took Yun Qingmin's hand, put the pill into her mouth, chewed it, the sweet and greasy milk fragrance diffused in her mouth, covering the previous bitterness, she Nodding with satisfaction: "Delicious."

Che Shuo smiled and put away the porcelain jar.

Yiran pulled away the hand that was still foolishly covering her sight, and stepped forward a few steps: "Yixue, is there anything uncomfortable?" while looking her up and down.

Guo Yixue narrowed her eyes and smiled: "No."

Suddenly, as if realizing that it was midnight, she looked at Yun Qingmin suspiciously: "Da Yun, what happened?"

"It's nothing." Yun Qingmin smiled nonchalantly: "You just passed out."

Is it that simple?

Guo Yixue had a look of disbelief.

In the air, there was the smell of blood.

The bitter and milky smell in her mouth gradually dissipated, and the tip of her nose seemed to smell something strange.

Her body froze, and her gaze slowly shifted from Yun Qingmin's body to the ground.

Yun Qingmin turned sideways to block her view: "Don't look, Ryoko."

Eyelashes fluttered slightly, Guo Yixue looked at him anxiously, reached out and grabbed his clothes, and held them tightly, not letting go: "Why, what's wrong?"

If her guess is correct, isn't it that someone wants to make trouble for them?

"Da Yun..." she cried, raising her head, her eyes met his black eyes.

"Shhh, my dear, I'm fine now." Yun Qingmin stroked the top of her hair, put one arm around her shoulder, and slowly rubbed on her shoulder, comforting her.

Guo Yixue didn't speak, looked at him, and nodded slowly.

"So cute." He lowered his head, lightly pecked her lips, bent down, and looked at her with a faint smile in his black eyes: "Liangzi, we're back home, okay?"

She looked at him and still didn't speak.

"Liangzi..." he murmured, kissing her lips from time to time: "After the baby is born, let's come out to play again, okay?"

After a while, she nodded slowly as if she had just heard what he said: "Okay, let's go home."

Now, go home and leave this unsafe place.

"Liangzi is so good." Yun Qingmin chuckled, bent down, and picked her up: "Liangzi, hold me tight."

"En." Guo Yixue finally showed a smile and looked at him: "I believe in you."

Whatever it is, trust his decision.

"Liangzi, close your eyes and continue to sleep for a while." He lowered his head, looked at her, and said softly.

As he walked closer and closer to the corridor, the smell at the tip of his nose became stronger.

Guo Yixue nodded, closed her eyes, and buried her face in his neck: "Okay."

"Good boy, I will ask the butler to prepare a lot of sour plum soup until you feel tired of eating cold seeds." Yun Qingmin said in a low voice while chuckling.

Feeling the trembling in front of his chest, she also laughed: "I will talk nonsense."

How can you eat too much sour plum soup, really...

"I'm serious, Ryoko, don't slander me..." he said.

The two of them said one sentence to another, and then they walked through the corridor and reached the stairs.

Yun Qingmin looked back, Wen Beiyao supported Yi Ran, and carefully helped her over the corpses on the ground.

Wen Beiyao pursed his lips, with a gloomy expression on his face: "Let me just hug you over...why are you trying to be brave..."

Yiran jumped over the corpse carefully, and did not forget to raise her head and stare at Wen Beiyao: "Would you like to kiss each other! How can I be brave!"

"Okay, okay... I didn't try to be brave... Be careful, you just step on it, why are you jumping around..." Wen Beiyao said with the corner of his mouth curled up, and he lifted his foot and stepped on the corpse under his feet. As smooth as walking on a flat road.

Seeing his movements, Yi Ran stretched out her hand and pinched him: "You really are! I won't talk to you again like this!"

"Okay, okay..." Wen Beiyao withdrew his foot that was about to step on it again, and followed Yiran's example, jumping over the corpse step by step.

Cheshuo held the coachman who was forced to wake up with one hand, half dragging and half pulling him forward, while walking over the corpse.

Seeing the blood and corpses all over the ground, the coachman walked past tremblingly with his legs trembling, his face pale.

Yun Qingmin stood at the head of the stairs, and waited for them to arrive before going down the stairs.

Guo Yixue heard the conversation between Yiran and Wen Beiyao, and smiled lightly: "They have such a good relationship..."

Yun Qingmin frowned, lowered her head, and looked at her, "Don't be envious, our relationship is better than theirs."

"Cut, shameless." Guo Yixue gave him a sideways look.

Suddenly, a figure came out from the small room behind the counter.

It's the waiter of the shop.

Xiao Er rubbed her eyes and said in a daze, "Who, it's so late..."

Suddenly, his eyes widened sharply, and his voice was choked in his throat.

Dead, dead, dead! ! !

Just as she was about to scream, her mouth was tightly covered: "Ugh..."

Xiao Er opened her eyes wide in fear, and her feet began to tremble.

"Shh..." Wen Beiyao covered his mouth, stretched out his index finger with one hand, and put it between his lips: "Hey, go back to your room and sleep, you know?"

Xiao Er nodded her head in a panic, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Well, you're really obedient." Wen Beiyao let go of his hand covering his mouth, wiped Xiao Er's body, and then looked at Xiao Er with cruelty in his deep eyes: "Tell me, what did you just say?" What did you see?"

"I, I didn't see anything, I, I was sleepwalking... I was sleepwalking..." Saying that, Xiao Er turned around, staggered, and entered the small room as if fleeing.

There is a loud "snap" sound of closing the door, and the sound of "wow" when the door bolt is put on.

"Tsk tsk, what a coward." Wen Beiyao shook his head and walked back to Yiran's side.

Che Shuo walked to the front and opened the door of the inn.

A group of people walked out of the inn quietly.

Che Shuo led the coachman to the back and pulled out the carriage.

With the help of Che Shuo, the coachman got on the front of the carriage and took hold of the whip.

Che Shuo smiled reassuringly: "You can do it?"

"Yes, yes, yes." The coachman said with a trembling voice, then took a deep breath, and flicked his horsewhip: "Stand."

The carriage moved forward slowly.

Che Shuo nodded: "Not bad."