"What's the possibility?" Qingge asked.

Mingyou hesitated for a while and said, "In our divination, there is a saying that if a person's resentment reaches a limit, the hated person will feel it in his dream."

"Cough...cough cough cough..."

Mingyou was unwell and had a severe cough.

Qingge adds tea to it.

Mingyou patted his chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled apologetically at Qingge, "The second possibility is to leave people in a dream."

"Leave people in dreams? What does this mean?"

Qingge's heart trembled suddenly, his eyes flashed. After asking, he pursed his lips tightly, and there was a thunderous light in his eyes.

"Divine art has a long history. Over the past millions of years, there have been many forbidden divination techniques. This is one of them. At the cost of blood and soul, the dreamer will be unable to distinguish between the other party's dreams.

Dreams and reality. The more you are addicted to dreams, the worse the physical condition of reality will be. Over time, you will completely fall into dreams and live in dreams. In reality, she slowly moves towards death. This is the lost divination technique.”

Said.

The divination technique involves too many fields, and does not win with brute force, but can invisibly kill people and destroy countries.

And this is the power of the fortune teller.

Qingge listened carefully to Mingyou's words.

Although she is often entangled by nightmare, she has not sunk into her dreams. Not only is her real body not very bad, but she is slowly recovering, so it can be ruled out.

As for this first possibility.

Her dream of Xunwu Tears means that Xunwu Tears hate her to the core.

"It seems that you already have the answer in your heart." Ming You said.

Qingge nodded.

"Please mourn and say goodbye about Miss Ye Yu."

Mingyou stood up, faced Qingge, and arched his hands.

"The dew is heavy late at night, don't catch a cold, my son." Qingge said lightly.

Ming You smiled slightly, put on his cloak, and then turned around and walked out.

Outside, Ye Wuhen has been waiting for a long time.

The corridor is deep.

"Okay?" Ye Wuhen asked.

"Okay." Ming Youbolanxing replied.

The two walked side by side.

Not far away, a woman came towards her.

The woman's white clothes are better than snow, she is as beautiful as a flower, pure and lively, and has a bit of charm. The moonlight is bright, and she is intertwined with a piece of clothing for her. At this moment, she seems to be a goddess from the snowy land and cannot be desecrated.

Bai Meier smiled with her eyebrows and eyes, her skin was as creamy as black hair, and her hair was tied up with a jade hairpin and shook it gently. When she walked, she would make a pleasant sound like a silver bell.

"Head of Ye." Bai Meier bowed.

"Yeah." Ye Wuhen had no expression on his face.

When Bai Meier and Mingyou passed by, Bai Meier looked at Mingyou with sharp eyes, and her eyes were as bright as two tear-out knives.

Stay peaceful.

Bai Meier's expression remained unchanged and she walked steadily on the corridor.

Mingyou suddenly stopped and he turned around and looked at Bai Meier.

The woman's slim figure gradually disappeared in the dark night.

Ye Wuhen looked at Mingyou in confusion, then looked at the direction where Bai Meier disappeared, and suddenly realized.

Although people like Mingyou are not close to women, Bai Meier's charming face is too tempting.

"Brother Ming..." Ye Wuhen wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ming You's murmuring.

“What a familiar taste.”

"What?" Ye Wuhen was confused.

Mingyou shook his head, "Maybe I'm thinking too much, let's go."

Mingyou coughed lightly and walked forward.

However, what he couldn't get away with was Bai Meier's figure and... the smell on her body.

A feeling of familiarity.

Who is it?

For a while, Mingyou couldn't figure it out.

But before leaving Ye Mansion and being sent to the carriage by Ye Wuhen, Mingyou called out Ye Wuhen, who was about to return to his house to rest.

"Head of Ye family."

Ye Wuhen stared at Mingyou with a serious look.

He knew that Mingyou had something to say.

"Let Qingge be careful of the woman in white just now." After saying that, Mingyou entered the carriage.

The carriage is getting farther and farther away.

"Woman in white? Bai Meier?" Ye Wuhen frowned. Although he didn't understand why Ming You said that, he still brought the words.

When Ye Wuhen returned to Fengyue Pavilion and talked about this with Qingge, Qingge was calm and replied softly: "I understand."

Ye Wuhen was confused, but he didn't ask much and turned around and left.

Qingge stayed alone in the room, savoring what Mingyou said carefully.

Be careful of Bai Meier.

She sat in front of the dressing mirror and looked at herself reflected in the mirror. She had a stunning face, slightly white, strangely cold, and her outlines were so exquisite that it was indescribable.

The sound of the door opening sounded in my ears.

Bai Meier walked in with her bird's nest and placed it on the table.

"Your Majesty, are you hungry? This is what I made by myself. Try it and see." Bai Meier smiled like a flower.

It seems that as long as she can be with Qingge, she will be satisfied with unprecedented satisfaction. Her clear and sincere eyes make people wonder if she is fake.

Qingge glanced at the bird's nest.

Qingge will ask Yan Yan to check all the food that has passed by Bai Meier's hand, and there is basically no problem.

Qingge lowered his head and drank bird's nest.

In this era, there is disguise technique.

She knew very little about disguise.

But no matter how powerful the disguise technique is, it cannot be hidden from the eyes of nightmare.

Yan said that Bai Meier's face was genuine.

After arriving in the imperial capital, Qingge also sent people to investigate many things about Bai Meier and her mother Tianxiang, but there were no flaws.

Looking at the information, Qingge almost trusted Bai Meier.

Mingyou's words and the medicine soup brought by Bai Meier in the early morning made Qingge's suspicion even deeper.

Everything is too perfect, but it is too artificial.

"Meier, what do you think of human skin?" Qingge finished drinking the bird's nest and suddenly asked as Bai Meier cleaned up the dishes.

Bai Meier picked up the porcelain bowl, and Qingge's lips were in Bai Meier's ears, breathing heat.

After hearing Qingge's words, Bai Meier's body subconsciously discovered it.

Bai Mei'er's eyes widened, her body trembled, her hands loosened, and her bowls and chopsticks fell to the ground.

The crisp sound tore the silence in the house.

Bai Meier was in a panic and half-kneeled down to clean up the dishes.

Qingge smiled faintly and said disapprovingly: "It's just a vague thing that makes you evaluate people. Why are you scared?"

Bai Meier put away the broken bowls and chopsticks, knelt down, and lowered her head: "Your Majesty, sorry, Meier read some books about ghosts a few days ago, and some ghosts would peel people's skin and put them on her body.

, when he got into the crowd, the king suddenly mentioned the human skin, and Mei'er remembered the ghosts and was scared."

Qinggexu narrowed his eyes.

Are you really scared by ghosts?

I'm afraid there's a ghost in my heart.
To be continued...