The Queen of War

At this time, a eunuch hurried over and whispered a few words in Tian Bijiang's ear. Tian Bijiang frowned slightly. After hearing the eunuch's words, he didn't say anything, just nodded.

"Your Majesty, what's bothering you?" Xia Yingchun seldom takes the initiative to care about him and smiles more beautifully than flowers. "I don't know whether Yingchun can relieve your worries for your majesty?"

She felt a burst of sadness. Xia Yingchun, who is dignified, has to put down her figure like other women in the harem to please him. Although he treated her very well and had nothing to say, Xia Yingchun was not reconciled. She hoped that he could hold her in the palm of his hand as before and always be the treasure in his hand.

Tian Bijiang shook his head and smiled faintly: "nothing, you continue to talk. You still have something to do."

He came and went in a hurry, like a breeze.

Looking at his fading back, Xia Yingchun looked lost.

Mrs. Xia walked slowly to her side, her eyes were very dignified, and whispered, "there is no reliable man. If you want to have a good life, you can only rely on yourself. As long as you have a son, everything will be different."

She is from the past. She thinks she has seen through the man's hypocrisy. At the beginning, when master Xia married her, she was really careful, for fear that she would be blown by the wind and beaten by the rain. But after marriage, on the surface, she raised her eyebrows, and only she knew the pain. Bitter tears can only be swallowed by one person. Master Xia's heart is entirely on the second lady. Why did she ever have her again?

Xia Yingchun forced out a smile on her pale face and her eyes were very cold: "you're right, everything can only rely on yourself. How can my happiness be based on a man? It's better to rely on your own hands than on his humble desire to get his favor!"

The air outside the palace seems particularly fresh, even the wind is particularly soft, and the flowers are particularly beautiful.

After repenting in front of the Buddha, Jianfeng slowly returned to the grand master's house with a basket.

The former luxurious Taishi mansion is now empty, leaving only an old housekeeper.

"How are you, madam?" the old housekeeper is very old, his legs and feet are not very sharp, and his ears are not good, but his spirit is still good.

The old housekeeper has been in the Xia family for many years and is loyal. Although master Xia has done many unselfish things, he has treated him well. Therefore, after the decline of the Xia family, he did not leave, but stayed here.

Shear wind listened and smiled: "madam is fine."

"What are you talking about?" the old housekeeper didn't hear what Jianfeng said clearly and asked at a high voice, "what's the matter with the child? What's wrong with the imperial concubine's child?"

Jianfeng saw that he was too tired to talk with the old housekeeper and didn't say much. He just smiled faintly and went directly to Mrs. Xia's room and took out the red wedding dress. This dress was hidden by Mrs. Xia when she copied the house. Only then did she survive. Although master Xia had no feelings for Mrs. Xia, Mrs. Xia kept this wedding dress all the time. This wedding dress carries her countless dreams when she was a girl, and is also full of her countless sad tears.

The night fell, and the owl could not see his fingers. The owl was on the branch, laughing wantonly.

Cigarettes curled up and white paper money danced with the gloomy night wind.

Shear wind knelt on the cold ground in an empty room and burned paper money.

"Let's reincarnate as soon as possible!" she whispered while throwing paper money into the brazier. "I know you have resentment in your heart, so I've been unwilling to let me go. I'm also very sad when the second young lady is dead. I can't control some things. If you have a spirit in heaven, bless the second young lady to reincarnate into a good family."

A wisp of Yin wind blew, blowing the white paper money, flying all over the sky. At this time, in the quiet night, there was a bit of gloomy and terrible breath.

Shear wind suddenly felt a little creepy. She vaguely felt that there seemed to be a man walking slowly towards her.

"Who?" she was so frightened that she turned around quickly.

Behind her stood an elderly woman in black. Her white hair was like silver, her eyes were deeply sunken, and her white teeth glittered with a cold light in the dark night.

"Ghost..." shear Feng screamed, feeling that his eyes were dark and fainted directly.

"You are the ghost!" said Mrs. Feng with a sullen face.

Yan Ying listened, but laughed. When he was in the shop during the day, grandma Feng's arrogant laughter made him feel ashamed. Now she is regarded as a ghost, but it really backfires!

"What are you laughing at?" Mrs. Feng scolded. "Don't you dare laugh at me, a child who hasn't grown up?"

Yan Ying didn't speak, but continued to laugh. He didn't bother to argue with a woman, especially a woman who looks like a ghost.

He ignored mother-in-law Feng, but put the wind shear in a sack and carried it on his shoulder.

"My God!" Granny Feng stared in amazement, "are you so strong?"

She never dreamed that this guy who didn't have three bricks to put up high had such great strength! Carrying a person is as easy as carrying a chicken.

Guiguzi's disciples, are there any ordinary people? The old housekeeper who was guarding the door just now was knocked down by his gentle slap. Although he is not as good at martial arts as Zhong Wuyan, he is definitely not ordinary!

I don't know how long it took. Shear Feng slowly opened his eyes. It was dark everywhere, and the air was filled with the smell of paper money burning.

"Am I dead?" she thought about the female ghost she had just seen and thought, "the female ghost must have come to hook my soul."

At this time, a flash of fire suddenly flashed, and a pale ghost face appeared in front of her.

"Ah..." shear Feng was frightened and covered his eyes tightly with his hands.

A grim and terrible grin echoed in the dark. The sad laughter was worse than the owl's grin.

"You finally came..." a gloomy female voice seemed to float out of the ground.

This female voice is full of infinite sadness and seems to have infinite reluctance and anger.

"Second lady!" shear Feng trembled like a sieve, "I'm wrong, I'm really wrong! Everything is my idea. I instigated my wife to harm you. Don't hurt her..."

She is very kind to Mrs. Xia, even better than Xia Yingchun.

An ugly man's voice sounded in her ear: "people are doing, the sky is watching. It's not that you don't report, the time hasn't come!"

"It's really my instigation..." shear Feng didn't dare to look, but he covered his face tightly with his hands and said loudly, "second lady, please, one life is worth one life. I owe you, shall I come?"