The best god and devil concubine

Chapter 187 Bai Xiaoyue is dead?
"Strike the moon? The phoenix hit the moon—"

"Xiaoyue!!"

Yin Lili never expected that on the third night after returning to Muzizhou, she would wake up from a nightmare by calling this name.

As soon as she woke up, seeing the bright and dazzling light around her, she remembered the shocking white dyed by bright red in her dream, and she suddenly fell into a trance...

What the hell, how could she have such a dream?It must be that too many things have happened in the past few days, and she didn't have a good rest, that's why it happened.

She found a reason for her trance, felt a lot more at ease, and then got up from the bed: "Mother? Mother?"

Since the truth about Zhongcui Palace was found out, everyone in Mu Zizhou was released, and for Qiao Yuer, who was humiliated by Zheng Liru that day, the crown prince even invited an imperial doctor to treat her, and asked Feng Zhihua to treat her well. It was a few days off, so when Yin Lili woke up, he immediately opened the door.

Arriving in the courtyard, as expected, Qiao Yu'er, who obviously looked much better, was sitting there mending something for her, her attitude was so serious that even Yin Lili didn't notice when she came to her.

Yin Lili was a little funny, but when she saw clearly that the dress she was mending was the pink palace dress she wore in the underground palace yesterday, her smile froze on her face: "Mother, the clothes are all rotten!" Well, what are you going to do with it?"

"Silly boy, do you think that we are the masters of the palace, and we can have clothes if we want? Let me tell you, you have to finish wearing this summer clothes this year."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the scissors and cut another piece of the same fabric on another palace dress with a much larger size on the stone table, ready to help her mend it.

When Yin Lili saw it, she was very puzzled: "Mother, you can make up as soon as you make up, why do you have to cut cloth from other people's clothes to make up? How immoral is that?"

Qiao Yuer couldn't laugh or cry: "Damn girl, you actually talked about your mother. Doesn't she know the truth? This is Bai Xiaoyue's idiot. Someone came from Xiuchun Palace this morning, saying that Bai Xiaoyue died and wanted to take her away. At the palace card in Muzizhou, I saw that they were going to take Bai Xiaoyue's things away, so I left this dress she didn't wear, thinking that it would be good to sew and mend it later, isn't it? Use it for you."

Qiao Yu'er is really brave, he dares to keep the clothes of the dead court ladies, and he is not afraid of being haunted by evil spirits?
Yin Lili narrowed his eyes slightly, and began to draw circles on the palace dress intentionally or unintentionally with his fingers...

died?

It's really fast to die, but it's good to die. After she dies, she no longer has to worry about being groped into bed in the middle of the night, and she no longer needs to be played around like a fool.

When she thought of those days when she was played by others, but she had always treated her sincerely, she felt hatred welling up in her heart, her eyes flickered, and she stretched out her hand and threw the palace skirt on the table to the ground: "Mother! , he is dead, what are you doing with his clothes? Do you want your daughter to be ridiculed for the rest of her life? "

This temper is really inexplicable...

Qiao Yu'er was frightened, she looked intently, and saw that her daughter's face, which was not very good-looking, was even more blue, and immediately, she threw away the needlework in her hand and stood up: "Chun'an, are you there?" Uncomfortable? Your complexion is so bad."

Yin Lili was even more angry, she stood up abruptly, and she even tore up the skirt that her adoptive mother had sewed up for her just now: "It's just a palace dress, do I even want a new palace dress as a princess?" Skirts are not enough? Just wait, I will ask them for it now."

After finishing speaking, she threw the torn palace skirt on the ground, raised her feet and ran out of the small courtyard.

(End of this chapter)