An Lingrong is reborn, the reorganized team is killing like crazy

"Sang'er, you heard it. If you go to her place, not only will you have to serve her, but you will also have to cook for her every day. You have to think about it carefully!" Noble Lady Fucha joked and raised her eyebrows at Sang'er.

"The young ladies are always teasing me!" Sang'er served Noble Lady Fucha with a smile, added some dishes to the bowls and plates in front of her, then stepped aside and looked at the two of them with a smile.

"Forget it, Miss Sang'er, just serve me well. If I were to ask you, you are the one I can't live without in this palace. If I take you away, I would fight you to the death."

An Lingrong continued to tease with a smile, and Noble Lady Fucha slapped An Lingrong with the fan in her hand and said, "Look, her mouth is getting more and more clever, and now she's teasing me too."

"Sister, you are telling the truth." After saying this, An Lingrong pointed at the Tremella soup towards Juqing. Juqing understood and served a bowl to An Lingrong.

"You, now your appetite is almost catching up with Chun'er." Noble Lady Fucha said with a smile. An Lingrong then personally served Noble Lady Fucha a bowl of Tremella soup and placed it in front of her. Only then did Noble Lady Fucha stop eating with a smile.

The palace was haunted, and the first person to fall victim was Concubine Qi.

That day, it was already night when she came out of Jingren Palace. On the way back to the palace, she saw the legendary female ghost and fainted out of fright.

When Noble Lady Fucha heard about it, she was afraid but at the same time she wanted to go to Concubine Qi to find out the truth, so she asked An Lingrong and Noble Lady Xin to go with her in broad daylight.

When Concubine Chun found out, she also wanted to join in the fun, so several of them went to Changchun Palace together.

When they arrived at Changchun Palace, Concubine Qi was sitting on the Luohan bed copying scriptures. Concubine Qi never liked to play with pens and ink, so such a move was really rare. I think she wanted to put her mind at ease by doing this.

When Concubine Qi saw the few people coming to visit, she was quite enthusiastic. They all said that she was frightened and sick, but An Lingrong felt that she was somewhat excited.

"Sister Qi Fei, did you really see that female ghost? Did that female ghost hurt you?"

Noble Lady Fucha opened her eyes wide and looked at Concubine Qi. She didn't want Concubine Qi to say something too horrifying, but at the same time she wanted Concubine Qi to describe it in more detail.

"Of course it is real. The female ghost was wearing a white dress and had ankle-length hair. She had no face, but her neck was crooked, as if half of it was missing. She was floating in the air and her cries were terrifying!" Concubine Qi said as she recalled the incident, with excitement on her face and the Buddhist beads in her hands spinning non-stop.

"Ah? No face? How can there be no face?" Noble Lady Fucha twisted the silk handkerchief in her hand, her eyes moved closer, but her body moved closer to An Lingrong.

"Yes, there is no face. The face is completely flat, without eyes or mouth. Even the nose is flat, with only a blurry piece of flesh. Otherwise, how could I have been scared to death!" Concubine Qi said seriously, but An Lingrong knew she was talking nonsense.

In the previous life, it was she who put makeup on Xiao Yunzi. Now that she is no longer there to help, it seems that Zhen Huan will not be able to find a suitable craftsman.

After listening to Concubine Qi's description, An Lingrong felt that they must have simply wrapped their faces with soft skin-colored cloth. After all, this was truly a plan set up by Zhen Huan, and it was not as horrifying as she described.

"It's so horrifying!" After Concubine Qi finished her description, Noble Lady Fucha covered her mouth in fear, her body trembling slightly. If it weren't for An Lingrong and Sang'er supporting her, she would not be able to stand steadily at this moment.

"I think that female ghost is Yu, who was sentenced to death in the cold palace. I heard that women who died unjustly will come back to claim their lives." Concubine Qi continued to turn the Buddhist beads in her hand, her face full of seriousness.

"Yu was sentenced to death by the Emperor and she deserved to die. How could she have died in vain?" Xin Changzai, who was standing aside, asked with a suspicious look on her face.

"I'm telling you something in secret. The other day, Yu Shi was sentenced to death in the cold palace. It is said that she refused to die. Eunuch Su couldn't report the matter to the emperor, so he had someone strangle her to death with a bowstring.

If this isn't an unjust death, what is it? Now that he's back to ask for his soul, how can it be groundless? "After Concubine Qi finished speaking, Noble Lady Fucha swallowed nervously.

"My sister said that the female ghost's neck was crooked. I think this is the reason. Does Yu really suck people's souls like in the picture book?" Noble Lady Fucha was really addicted to human flesh. While she was afraid, she couldn't help but step forward to ask.

"I think so too. The various conditions of that female ghost, including her body shape, are very similar to those of the deceased Yu!" Concubine Qi said with certainty, and the Buddhist beads in her hand turned faster.

"Lingrong, she has turned into a female ghost. Do you think she will look for those who are at odds with her?"

After hearing this, Noble Lady Fucha swallowed unconsciously, took An Lingrong's hand and said:

"We have been harsh with her in the past, Lingrong, do you think she will do that?"

"Why are you afraid of her? Not to mention being at odds with her, even if you say a few words to her, even if you really have a grudge against her, what's the big deal?

She was unworthy of being a human being when she was alive, and she will go to hell after she dies. I am not afraid of her coming to find me!

Besides, she couldn't even find the people who killed her, so how could she find the time to look for us?"

Concubine Xin spoke with great momentum. Noble Lady Fucha looked at Concubine Xin and her expression instantly calmed down a lot.

"Yes, yes, if we talk about the festival, besides Concubine Wan, there are Lingrong and Concubine Xin. She and Yu Shi only had a few words at most. She will not come to see me." Concubine Fucha comforted herself in her heart and nodded silently.

"Then tell me, who will she look for?" Chun'er asked seriously.

"Anyway, we won't look for you, so just eat and drink well in Chuxiu Palace. You're just a kid, so don't go out at night these few days." Xin Chang said, and Chun'er laughed.

After bidding farewell to Concubine Qi, everyone returned to the palace. Noble Lady Fucha still walked close to An Lingrong.

"Yu was demoted to a concubine because of the affair between you and Noble Lady Xin. And because of the drowning incident, the emperor hated her even more. Do you think she will..." After leaving Changchun Palace, Noble Lady Fucha asked An Lingrong in a low voice.

"Don't be afraid, sister. I don't believe there are ghosts in this world. And just like what sister Xin said, Yu Shi deserves to die. She will go to hell after death. She doesn't dare to come."

An Lingrong patted Noble Lady Fucha's hand and said, Noble Lady Fucha nodded, and An Lingrong first sent Noble Lady Fucha back to the Yanxi Palace.

More and more people in the palace had seen the female ghost. After the queen recovered from her illness, she took Concubine Hua to Baohua Palace to pray for blessings. The queen also ordered monks outside the palace to pray for the souls of the dead in the cold palace. Once this matter came out, the rumor spread in the palace with even more details. Some people even said that the female ghost they saw was Yu.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and it rains more in the summer, so the daily greetings have been moved to dusk to avoid the summer heat.