The white curtain in the room swayed slightly, and a beauty bathing loomed behind her.
Lin Xie stretched out his hand and opened the white curtain, and saw a long-haired woman in the mist of water. The woman's shoulders and back were as white as jade. When she turned around and looked back, she turned out to be the Concubine Yan who had been dead for many days.
"Ah--Empress Yan Fei!"
When everyone saw this, they were so frightened that they quickly backed away.
A group of royal guards were holding sabers, and they couldn't help but feel frightened and uneasy when they first saw this strange scene. They are all people who have experienced hundreds of battles. If they are enemies or monsters, they will not be like this, but they have never seen a female ghost.
Lin Xie stared at the person in front of him coldly, wondering whether this person was a ghost or someone deliberately pretending to be a ghost.
But that day when Concubine Yan died in the bath, he saw it with his own eyes, and he also participated in the autopsy. Logically speaking, it was impossible for Concubine Yan to fake the corpse, but how should the person in front of him explain it? Are there really any ghosts in this world?
Lin Xie and Yan Fei looked at each other, and the surrounding atmosphere became strange.
A cold smile appeared on Yan Fei's charming face. Her cold eyes slightly condensed, and she slowly stood up and walked out of the bath. The water fell all the way from her white waist. When she stood up, Lin Xie subconsciously looked away.
At this moment, Yan Fei flew up, and the water in the bath suddenly splashed. Her figure turned into a red light, and she ran around the room with a ferocious smile, scratching everyone with her sharp nails.
Only then did the imperial guards react, waving their sabers wildly and slashing at Concubine Yan.
"Hahahahahaha!"
The bath room was filled with the laughter of Concubine Yan. Lin Xie drew his sword and flew towards Concubine Yan, but saw the red shadow split into two, headed towards the door, and then flew away towards the sky.
The imperial guards hurriedly followed up and asked Lin Xie, "Manager Lin, what should we do?"
"Chase--" Lin Xie finished speaking and led everyone to chase in the direction in which Concubine Yan flew away.
In the dark corridor, a group of people were walking. In front of them were two maids in pink clothes with lights on. Walking in the middle was a beauty in a black cloak. This person was Wu Ying, the Lady of the Warring States Period.
Behind her was a tall palace maid, and closely behind her were four guards.
Suddenly, Mrs. Warring States heard a woman's weird laughter coming from behind her, and turned around quickly. Everyone also turned around, and saw a red female ghost floating in the dark corridor.
The four guards were so frightened that they hurriedly drew their swords, but before they could defend themselves, the female ghost had already attacked Madam Sengoku.
Wuying was shocked and her accompanying maid hurriedly stood in front of her to block the oncoming female ghost.
"Madam, be careful--" the palace maid hurriedly shouted, with anxiety in her words.
Yan Fei was like a hurricane, passing straight through the maid's body and rushing towards Mrs. Warring States.
Mrs. Warring States was at a loss and hurriedly closed her eyes. A hurricane blew off the black cloak and hat she wore on her head. As the hat slipped off, Concubine Yan also passed through her and flew away with a smile.
Mrs. Warring States was in shock. The accompanying maid standing in front of her quickly turned back, looked at her and asked with concern: "Madam, are you okay?"
This accompanying palace maid was disguised as her male favorite. Although he was shocked at the sight just now, fortunately, the protector was eager to protect Mrs. Warring States from this disaster.
Mrs. Warring States looked at him coldly, and instantly regained her former calmness, and said to him: "Let's go, it seems that there is really something unclean in the Zhuilan Palace!"
"Yes - ma'am!"
A group of people followed Mrs. Warring States and left in a hurry.
Yan Fei's soul was wandering around in the Zhui Lan Palace. Suddenly, she was summoned by the monk of Tianyan Temple, and her body involuntarily headed towards the altar.
Lan Lin was sitting on the dragon chair, a little impatient at first, but suddenly the sky suddenly appeared in the distance, and a red light came towards the altar with a smile.
"Hahaha! Hahaha!"
Lan Lin stared and stood up, only to see Abbot Fa Yuan jump up from the futon, throw out the red beads hanging on his chest, and attack Yan Fei.
A group of eminent monks hurriedly formed a circle and began to recite Buddhist scriptures while walking in a circle quickly, trapping Yan Fei's ghost in the altar.
At this moment, the red figure gradually revealed her original appearance, which was Concubine Yan wearing a red dress.
"Concubine Yan--" Lan Lin was stunned and couldn't believe that his concubine had turned into an evil spirit.
Although he was also a battle-experienced king, this was the first time he saw a ghost, not to mention that the ghost turned out to be the person next to him, so he couldn't help feeling frightened inside and took a step back slightly.
Yanse, the personal guard standing next to him, had drawn his sword and stood in front of him to protect him.
Chang Si on the side hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, Yaoxie has been trapped by the formation. Please stay away temporarily and hand her over to Master Fayuan for processing!"
Concubine Yan who was trapped in the formation started fighting with Abbot Fayuan, and the scene was very fierce. Yan Fei's figure was erratic, her attacks were ruthless, and she kept releasing red ghost energy, trying to attack Abbot Fayuan.
Abbot Fayuan's attacks are steady, and with his extraordinary martial arts and keen intuition, he is always able to evade the past skillfully. The Buddhist beads in his hand were like a spiritual snake, sometimes violent as thunder, sometimes as fast as lightning, constantly attacking Yan Fei.
Yan Fei gradually began to feel powerless, and her attacks became increasingly weak. Abbot Fayuan, on the other hand, became more and more courageous as he fought, constantly launching fierce attacks.
In the end, Abbot Fayuan's Buddhist beads hit Yan Fei hard on the stomach, and Yan Fei let out a shrill scream, which turned into a wisp of red smoke and dissipated in the formation.
Just when everyone thought that Yan Fei had been eliminated by Abbot Fa Yuan, red smoke suddenly appeared behind Abbot Fa Yuan, and Concubine Yan's figure reappeared. She actually hit Fa Yuan with a palm while Abbot Fa Yuan was not paying attention. On Abbot Yuan's back, Abbot Fayuan was knocked away and fell heavily to the ground. He covered his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood.
When the eminent monks saw this, they did not dare to neglect, and continued to draw circles and recite scriptures.
Yan Ji, who was standing in the formation, flicked her red sleeves, feeling extremely proud, and turned to look at Lan Lin.
Concubine Yan smiled and said to Lan Lin: "Your Majesty - you are so cruel! You asked so many people to arrest me, do you have to kill me?"
Lan Lin swallowed his saliva and said coldly: "Fei Yan, since you are dead, you should go back as a soul. Why do you stay in Zhuilan Palace to harm everyone?"
"Harming everyone? Hahaha! Your Majesty, what do the lives of everyone have to do with me? If I have to let people die, I just want you, Your Majesty - to die!"
Changsi stepped forward with a knife, pointed it at the trapped Yan Fei, and said angrily: "Bold!"
Yan Fei smiled coldly, opened the attack of Fa Yuan with one palm, and then the red clothes floated up.
Flying to the sky, he looked at Lan Lin and said, "Your Majesty, the person I have been thinking about all my life is Your Majesty, and the person I hate is also Your Majesty!"
When Concubine Yan said this, she suddenly gritted her teeth: "Why are you neglecting me? Let me stay alone in this deep palace? I can't get out, and I can't get your favor. Do you know that I have been here all these years?" The bitterness and resentment? I am waiting for your arrival all the time so that I can relive the mandarin duck dream with you, but you are so ruthless and meaningless. People around you come and go, and come and go, but I never think of you. My concubine, my concubine is really unwilling!"
There were tears in Yan Fei's cold eyes as she spoke. Her figure was dancing gracefully in the sky, and she slowly approached Lan Lin. But when she stretched out her hand to break away from the cage, she was trapped by the golden formation. in.
She screamed and withdrew her hand. The slender and white hand had been burned by the golden light. She roared and looked at Lan Lin: "Your Majesty, you are so cruel! Why do you treat me like this? Is this my concubine? What did you do poorly?"
Lan Lin sighed and wanted to step forward to talk to Yan Fei.
Chang Si hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, no!"
Lan Lin stretched out his hand to stop Changsi's obstruction, and then walked down the steps step by step. Guard Yanse held a knife in a defensive state and followed closely step by step.
He walked to Yan Fei and said: "Yan Fei, you are lonely in the palace. It has been like this for thousands of years. This is your fate, you should accept it!"
Yan Fei's slender eyes trembled slightly, and she said excitedly: "No, I won't give in, I won't accept my fate! What if you were not the lofty Ninth Five-Year Master, but just an ordinary person? Lan Lin - since you If you are not mine in life, then you should stay with me in death for the rest of your life!"
After Yan Fei finished speaking, she stretched out her sharp claws and rushed towards Lan Lin. Unfortunately, even though they were just a few feet away, they were still as far away as the world. Whether she was alive or dead, she could not cross that invisible road. The gap that blocked her.
She never knew why the husband who was so close to her became the person separated by the world forever.
When Lan Lin saw that Yan Fei tried to break away from the formation several times and get closer to him, leaving her covered with scars, he actually felt some compassion and hurriedly said: "Yan Fei, you should just let me down, you human ghost." Shutu, you’d better rest in peace! Be obedient, okay?”
Yan Fei smiled foolishly and stared lovingly at the man she loved and hated, and then said: "Lan Lin, if you had said this before, I would have definitely listened. But over the years, I have been hurt by you. I am scarred and full of despair and hopelessness. I no longer want to have any hope for you. I want to curse you! Let you come down from this throne, let you have no descendants, let you lose your love forever, and let you be miserable. Die! I will make you endure endless pain in this world, and I will give you back a hundred times or a thousand times the pain I suffered for you!"
Hearing this, Lan Lin clenched his fist and asked, "So all these years, the concubines who have had unexplained miscarriages in Zhuilan Palace are all your fault? Concubine Yan, how can you do this?"
Yan Fei chuckled, and then said: "Why not? Since I can't get you, I shouldn't let you live a good life. You should be a loner! Oh--yes, you are a loner. This harem beauty Countless, who has really entered your heart? Do you think I am the only one in Zhuilan Palace who hates you and blames you? You are wrong! Hehehe! Hehehe! You will always be alone - -"
