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1738. Chapter 1738 Misprovoking the tyrant 18

Ming Xiaochen looked up and looked outside. It was still dark, with only a faint moonlight, and it was not yet bright! She lay down again. The quilts here were all made of very rough linen.

There was nothing under the bed, and the cold and hard bed board made her bones hurt from sleeping on it, but she didn't say anything and endured it silently.

Just when she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly heard a burst of mournful crying. The crying sound came from far away and then came closer, and sometimes it was so gloomy that it sounded like a ghost crying.

Sometimes it is so shrill and shrill that it sounds like a wounded beast crying, which makes people feel horrified and chilled in their hearts.

Mom, what's going on? There are still people crying so late. Ming Xiaochen suppressed the uncomfortable feeling in her heart and thought to herself, this should be the abandoned concubine in the cold palace crying, but why is she crying in the third year?

Crying in the middle of the night?

Ming Xiaochen suddenly remembered that Qingqing told them today with a slightly uneasy face that it was best not to go out at night, ignore what you heard or saw, and just go to bed early.

When Qingqing said this, her face looked very solemn, but Ming Xiaochen didn't pay that much attention, but now her words came to her mind, and she couldn't help feeling that something was wrong, could it be here?

Is there anything dirty?

Thinking of this, Ming Xiaochen shrank into a ball. When watching TV before, she knew that there were often many concubines who died unjustly in the backyards of the palaces. Could it be that those concubines who died unjustly came out to complain?

Although she is usually very courageous, she can't help but tremble with fear at this moment. Oh my God, it's so scary here. She's not afraid of anything, but she is most afraid of this kind of thing, especially in the dead of night.

Because there is a lot of room for imagination at this time.

The mournful crying lasted all night. When it was almost dawn, the crying stopped, and Ming Xiaochen fell into a drowsy sleep.

"Work, work." Ming Xiaochen felt that just when he closed his eyes, he suddenly heard someone shouting outside the door.

"You haven't gotten up yet, get up and start working quickly." As a fierce voice came, the door was knocked loudly.

"Coming, coming." Hong Tao, who was sleeping in the outer hall, seemed to be more sleepy, so she ran to open the door.

"Do you still think you are delicate and elegant concubines? What time is it now, and you still haven't gotten up." As soon as the door opened, a woman dressed as a palace maid stood outside the door and pointed at the peach of hearts and said loudly.

"Who are you?" Hong Tao was scolded by her, and she was stunned for a moment, but in order not to offend anyone, she still swallowed her anger. Seeing her fierce appearance, she must be someone not to be messed with.

"I am Ruyi, the palace maid and consul here, and you are Chen Fei and Hongtao who came yesterday, right?" Ruyi stepped into the gate unceremoniously and walked into the inner hall.

"Yes." Hong Tao stepped aside to let her in.

"What happened?" Ming Xiaochen, who had just been woken up by her, got dressed and came out of the inner hall.

"My slave Ruyi comes to greet Concubine Chen." Although Ruyi saluted Ming Xiaochen, there was no respect for her at all, and the salute was just a formality.

"Excuse me, what's going on?" Looking at her mean look, you can tell that she is a very kind woman. It is best not to offend this kind of woman easily, Ming Xiaochen asked calmly.


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