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Chapter 80: Relapse 1

Shi Qing was wondering, her little head was filled with thoughts. She held her cheeks in both hands and lay on the table, deep in thought.

"Mother, are you thinking about life again?" Cai'er smiled and walked into the room to make the bed and look at the sky outside. It was getting late.

"Yes, Xiao Caicai, there is no need to keep vigil today. I didn't sleep enough during the day. You guys are outside and it's a bit noisy." Shiqing grinned mischievously and made up a random lie.

In fact, Cai'er and the others were keeping vigil outside, and I don't know how quiet it was.

Seeing Cai'er leave angrily, Shi Qing smiled cleverly, then got into bed. She waited until there was no movement outside, and then quickly slipped out.

Xuanyuan Palace was very quiet late at night. Occasionally, a few eunuchs would come and go to watch, or the imperial guards would patrol back and forth.

Shiqing, dressed as a little palace maid, tiptoed towards the cold palace.

Fortunately, Tai Chi and Jiazi asked for directions during the day, otherwise this blind person might have ended up at the wrong door.

The Cold Palace is located due west of Xuanyuan Palace. It is unattended all year round and is an abandoned wasteland. It is said that the outer courtyard can be freely entered and exited, but the inner courtyard is mostly locked up for some concubines who have fallen out of favor.

Ordinary people cannot enter, and only people delivering food will pass by here during the day.

There was a gloomy chill, and Shi Qing raised her head and glanced at the black sky. A bright moon hung high in the sky, and the sky was full of stars.

Today is the middle of the month. Ah Qi and Shi Qing hugged their shoulders and couldn't help but sneeze. A sneeze means someone is thinking.

Shiqing scratched her nose and raised her eyes to see a dilapidated palace standing in front of her like a haunted house.

Choosing to have an affair in a place like this? Shi Qing continued to shudder coldly, feeling that her body functions were just fine.

He raised his eyes angrily, looked at it again and again, and decided to go in. After all, little Qinglei is so cute.

The tattered red door opened automatically without pushing. Shiqing withdrew her hand, and a gust of cold wind blew by, making all the hairs on her body stand up. It was August, and the soft and cool wind seemed so cold.

When she walked in, she almost didn't move. The threshold had long been corroded. She looked towards the yard and saw that the surrounding area was empty. There was not even a single figure anywhere.

Cuckoo, cuckoo.

Shiqing scholar cuckoos are chirping, but there is really nothing in the empty yard except the mottled winnings and losses.

She suddenly felt a little scared. Did Yi Lingshang deliberately want to punish her because she ruined his good deeds in the brothel?

My eyes rolled around, and finally I decided that 36 strategies and three people were the best strategy!

Just as she turned around, she felt pain all over her body. The bright moonlight, like a beam of ghost light, shone straight down and shone on her heart, making her feel short of breath.

He grabbed the front of his clothes tightly, his legs suddenly became numb, his whole body gradually became limp, and he fainted on the ground.

There seemed to be thousands of small snakes squirming all over the body, especially on the face, it felt like something was constantly moving.

Has anyone told her what's going on?

He shouted with difficulty in his throat, "Help."

But in the middle of the night, how could there be half a person there?

His hand unconsciously touched his cheek, and he couldn't help but be shocked. The right half of his face seemed to have scars, with raised skin.

And when I touch the raised area, it still hurts.

Could it be that the cold palace was poisonous, or that the dead Duan Qinxue had some incurable disease? Could it be that she died suddenly because of this?

I couldn't think about it anymore, because the pain in my heart was getting worse and worse. It was tight, as if it was hooked by something, and then scraped away with knives.


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