The emperor's first-class concubine

Chapter 401 Fake Death or True Death
Mu Qianxue kept walking along with the misty singing, and didn't pay too much attention to the houses she encountered along the way.

Walking all the way, and turning two more corners, Mu Qianxue finally found the source of the singing.

Through the door, she moved closer to the door, and the singing stopped abruptly.

Mu Qianxue took a few steps back, looked at the door and laughed.

Do you want to make it so obvious?

Going through the door without hesitation, Mu Qianxue wondered if there might be someone's embroidered portrait hanging here?

However, there is only an empty room and...a lonely thread-bound book in front of my eyes!

My heart skipped a beat, and then started jumping crazily again!

Mu Qianxue took three steps and made two steps at the same time, almost pounced on her.

In a hurry, I picked up the thread-bound book to read, and found that the writing in it was full of ghostly symbols!

Another point, judging from the thickness of the book, it should actually be called a thread-bound booklet.

The handwriting in the booklet looked handwritten, but I searched through the whole book, and found no pictures or anything like that.

"Is it this book..." Mu Qianxue held the booklet in her hand, looked at it over and over, trying to find some words that she could understand.

Because she is not sure for the time being whether this is another script, or because she can't recognize cursive script after reading it for 20 years.

In other words, cursive script seems to be written differently by everyone, and it is very possible that others cannot understand it.

Suddenly, the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end, Mu Qianxue narrowed her almond eyes and immediately bent her elbow and threw it backwards.

She used a lot of strength, but the move was missed, and she even tilted her body.

She quickly put her hands on the ground and looked up at the woman standing in the distance.

Although I only met her once in a dream, the memory of that time was so deep that Mu Qianxue immediately bounced up as if she had been electrocuted, took a few steps back, and pulled her away as much as possible. The distance between the two.

She was very confident in her feelings, Feng Yao must have approached her just now, and then retreated to the distance when she fought back vigorously.

What does this mean?
Doesn't this mean that Feng Yao's ability is only stronger than hers?
"Feng Yao, right? Playing tricks, is it interesting?" Mu Qianxue tensed up all her nerves to guard against it.

Feng Yao looked noble and dignified, and glanced at Mu Qianxue up and down, "I didn't expect it to be so long, and the little yellow hair back then has grown into a big girl."

Her tone was very disgusting, but the eagerness and enthusiasm in her eyes made her look a little crazy, which was really scary.

"You've been hiding here since you cheated your death?" Mu Qianxue asked as she squeezed the thread-bound booklet in her hand.

Feng Yao was stunned for a moment, she looked confused for a moment, and her eyes towards Mu Qianxue became fierce.

She giggled, and blood and tears flowed from the line of laughter.

Mu Qianxue watched Feng Yao's cheeks painted with two scarlet lines, and felt more and more uneasy in her heart.

Well, she actually has some points, but she has been reluctant to admit it.

In fact, not only her, but anyone in this world would not be willing to admit that the person standing in front of you is a ghost who has been dead for 20 years.

Especially, this ghost is full of malice towards you!
(End of this chapter)