Another door opened. Before they could enter, a ghost suddenly came over, which made Bai Mei scare hold her head and scream.

"Yeah, you're living a good life."

Shen Qingci's sudden voice also made Bai Bianmei quickly put down her hand. She blinked and saw Mo Li pointing at a ball of things with a sword. The ball of things shrank from time to time, and it took a long time to lift her shrinking head.

Lou...Lou Ziyin?

Bai Mei had been recognizing who this unkempt woman was for a long time. Isn’t this Lou Ziyin who she hated to death at the time?

Can you tell me that the lady came to see this woman, but what is there to see this woman?

Shen Qingci walked to Lou Ziyin and squatted in front of her. There was a hint of emptiness in her eyes. Lou Ziyin should have suffered the pain she had suffered in her previous life.

"If you hate me, remember to come and find me in your next life."

She smiled and found that flowers were blooming, but for Lou Ziyin, the prosperity was gone.

In the next life, will she still have the next life?

I have lived like this in this life. Who knows where she will be reincarnated in the next life?

Shen Qingci stood up, then picked up the things on the ground, and then walked into the yard. The pear tree had been moved by her to the Shuo Palace. On the large open space, people were carefully maintained every day. Compared to the one growing here, it was much better there.

She remembered the kindness she had done to her in her previous life and would repay her, but she would not let anyone go of her if she had done it.

There is only one third prince now. No, her revenge has already begun. I just wonder if the current third prince can withstand the future results?

The courtyard was still empty and covered with dust. What could be seen was the ruins of the courtyard. I don’t know how many years of waste the yard, but every grass and tree here was so familiar.

She lived in a place that had been suffering for six years.

She squatted down again, then opened the bamboo basket and took out one piece of paper money after another from it.

She burned the paper money to herself and the last one.

On May 16th, the death sacrifice of her last life.

And she might still see that the poor woman who lost everything was struggling here day after day, living, eating leftovers, rain water and dew, and even the grassroots and barks that she had eaten.

Then she was beaten to death by sticks, twisting her body like that, and being like a broken one.

She took out the paper money and put it on the ground and burned it one by one. The paper money was filled with blue smoke, and it was also a bit gloomy in this orphan courtyard. Lou Ziyin was so scared that she screamed.

Mo Li kicked over and kicked Lou Ziyin to the wall. Lou Ziyin opened her eyes and shivered from time to time.

It’s a ghost, it’s a ghost. The ghost is back, the ghost is really back.

The paper money is burning one by one, it is nostalgia, it is also the end.

When the last piece of paper money turned into ashes, Shen Qingci couldn't help but roll down.

May 16, see you again.

She stood up, and some wind swayed at her feet, and also rolled up a corner of her clothes. It seemed that there was still the shadow who lived here for six years, cried for six years, was disabled for six years, and suffered for six years.

"Look, I'm living a good life now, my dad is very good, my elder brother is very good, and my sister is also very good. Our biggest enemy has begun to be retribution now. He will become weak day by day, and will grow old day by day, and will die faster than ordinary people."

"All our revenge will be avenged by then."

"You said right?"

And the shadow in front of her also gradually disappeared from the corners of her eyes, and what they returned was the clear world and the empty courtyard.

There are no people, no ghosts, only endless desolation, and one side of the sins are all left in the past life.

At this time, the third prince's mansion was in the mansion.

For some reason, the third prince suddenly felt that his heart suddenly jumped. He stood up, and for some reason, he was always at ease.

"Your Highness, your medicine is ready."

An eunuch came in and was carefully holding a bowl of medicine in his hand.

"Let's go," the third prince didn't even look at the bowl of medicine, and he felt really uncomfortable with the smell of these medicines.

After the eunuch left, he sat aside, and the bowl of medicine was still placed there. He pursed his thin lips, disgusted in his eyes, and even more resisted in his heart.

In the end, he brought the bowl of medicine and put it to his mouth. Two bowls a day, he really turned into a medicine jar.

"Come here, find an imperial physician for me!"

The third prince put down the medicine bowl and fainted again.

I have taken medicine for so long, why haven’t I seen it?

Not long after, the imperial physician came over with a medicine box, and then walked respectfully to the third prince.

"Hello, Your Highness."

The imperial physician was busy ceremonies, and the words "Your Highness are so good" are so heart-wrenching that the third prince heard it?

Well, well, how to be safe?

If he was safe, how could he let him come? He had taken medicine for so long, why didn't he improve?

The third prince stretched out his hand, and there was the smell of medicine just now in his throat, the sour and bitter taste, which inexplicably made him feel nauseous.

A few moments later, the imperial physician moved his hand away from the third prince's wrist.

Your Highness's health is already very good, but ordinary wind evil enters the body. If you take medicine for two days, you will be fine.

"Really?"

The third prince doesn’t believe it anyway. This is his own body. How could he not know that he feels that his illness is not as simple as the imperial physician said. Will wind evil make people palpitations and make people feel uneasy?

It’s not that he was suspicious, he really felt that something had a big problem with his body, but the imperial physician said that he had no illness. Could it be that he would pretend to be sick as a prince?

After the imperial physician was executed, the third prince sat there and didn't even want to drink tea. This was the third imperial physician he saw, and all the eunuchs said the same thing, that is, he was not sick.

"Come!" He shouted to the outside.

Immediately, an escort walked into the outside.

"Prepare horses, I will go out once."

Not long after, the third prince arrived at his own villa, which was the best and most frequent place in the capital. If he had free time, he would live here for several months of the year.

The door outside opened and the third prince walked in.

He walked straight forward and entered a room.

"Your Highness."
Chapter completed!