Linglong shook her head and opened her eyes again, but she didn't expect that the bloody palace maid not only did not disappear.

On the contrary, it is clearer!

She even turned over from the window and approached her lightly.

"You and I have no grudges and grudges, why do you want to kill me? Return my life to me! Return it to me quickly!"

The candlelight shook, and the blood-colored hideous face magnified in an instant.

Even Linglong, who is knowledgeable, was so scared that he took a deep breath.

I wanted to retreat, but I didn't expect that my limbs were soft and my whole body was weak.

She subconsciously held the edge of the table and finally helped herself stand firm.

"Who are you?" Linglong shook her head vigorously again, trying to get rid of the dizziness in her mind.

"You are not Qiao'er, Qiao'er is dead!" It's impossible that it is Qiao'er!

"I'm not Qiao'er, I'm the one... that Rou'er who was killed by you!"

The figure approached gradually changed.

It’s no longer Qiao’er’s face, it’s really Rou’er!

"Don't come over!" Linglong's heart tightened in fear, and she wanted to exert her palm, and beat Qiaoer's foolishness to death!

But she was weak all over and couldn't use any strength at all!

"Don't come over, otherwise, I... will be polite to you!"

"But you killed me, should you return your life to me?"

Qi Qiao took out her arms without realizing it, and continued to approach her.

"Give me your life back, otherwise you will be sent to the eighteenth level of hell and will never turn over."

Linglong's eyes were confused. She couldn't tell whether it was Qiao'er's face or Rou'er's face.

Feeling that the other party was getting closer and closer to her, she panicked and subconsciously wanted to retreat.

"Don't come over..."

"Give me my life back." Qiqiao took another step forward and tightened the dagger quietly in her hand.

Just take two more steps and take advantage of her unconsciousness to cut off her tendons with one stroke.

From now on, this bad woman will never be able to bully the Ninth Princess!

As long as this knife continues...

Qiqiao narrowed her eyes and continued to say in a hoarse voice: "Why do you want to kill me? Return your life to me!"

She continued to move forward.

Linglong had already retreated to the edge of the bed, and her misty eyes gradually became scared.

She couldn't concentrate, and now she was so light that she had no idea where she was.

The figure and face in front of me clearly looked like Qiaoer.

But gradually, it became Rouer...

"It's not that I want to kill you, it's Chu Weiyun, it's Chu Weiyun!"

She took a step back, this time, her legs hit the edge of the big bed.

"It's not me... it's you, it's you who killed yourself! You shouldn't know her secret! It's you!"

Her secret?

Qi Qiao frowned, could they have any conspiracy?

She squeezed the dagger tightly, it was obviously the best time to start, but now, she found that there were more important things.

"What's the problem with myself?"

"It's you... why do you know her secret? You must die, you must die! You are not, her identity will be exposed at any time! You must die!"

"What secret did I know? I must die?" Qi Qiao's voice aggravated.

"You know she is not from Nanxing..." A gust of wind blew, Linglong's head shook, and her blurred eyes gradually found a little luster.

"What's not your Highness?" Qi Qiao was stunned, and suddenly his heart contracted suddenly.

Could it be that Chu Weiyun is not...

But before she could think too much, she saw Linglong's face turned chill and her eyes became clear.

She is about to wake up!

It's too late!
Chapter completed!