Xiuzijin arranged a lot of guards to surround her yard.

Even a fly can't fly in this kind of fly with three layers inside and three layers outside.

But xiuzijin knew that it was useless.

After all, each other is a ghost, haunted by ghosts.

Xiuzijin is sitting by the bed. All kinds of magic tools and charms are put where you can get them.

If Ning'an frost really comes, I hope these spells and magic tools can be used a little.

It's quiet around. There's a kind of depressing feeling of mountain rain.

Xiuzijin sat on the chair, waiting for Ning'an frost without sleeping.

He is really tired. He doesn't want to be entangled with Ning'an frost.

Ning'an frost, which has been dead once, is a little different from that of living.

She's paranoid and horrific. How could it be that she wanted to kill him and let him be with her in a ghostly way.

No matter for honger and himself, he will not die.

Xiuzijin touched her neck, but it still hurts. When she took the bronze mirror, she could see the terrible blue and purple mark on her neck.

That pair of cold hands on his neck, it is really want to kill her.

There are so many people guarding xiuzijin. Of course, Ningshu won't go there, but he will build a space passage from his yard to xiuzijin's room.

The distance is too long. She doesn't have the mental power to build such a long tunnel.

If something goes wrong in the middle, xiuzijin doubts her. All her efforts are wasted.

Ning Shu lies in a warm bed and sleeps. Let xiuzijin and other ghosts go.

Xiuzijin didn't see half of the ghost after three midnight. She fell asleep by the side of the bed. Then she woke up suddenly. Then she fell asleep again. But she woke up suddenly.

If you worry about falling asleep, the ghost of Ning'an frost will come to strangle yourself.

But when it was almost dawn, there was no Ning'an frost.

Xiuzijin's heart doesn't mention how much she is holding back. In such a big battle, she waits for Ning'an frost to come, but the other party doesn't come.

He stayed up all night and didn't wait for anyone.

Xiuzijin has a feeling of suffocating, bending and spitting blood when she hits cotton with a fist.

The ghost who didn't wait for Ning'an frost should have a sigh of relief, but it was more uncomfortable. He fell into the air with others, not steadfast.

I don't know when she will appear, during the day or at night. How can she be so headstrong.

Do you know there are many people outside, so you won't come?

Xiuzijin is now quite dark green, and people have no spirit.

Do you have to live such a life of fear every day?

Don't settle Ning'an frost, there will be no safe life in the future?

He was the last one who wanted to face Ning'an frost sword. After all, they loved each other so much when they were alive.

How can Yin and Yang be separated, but they also kill each other.

Xiuzijin sighed and asked the servant girl to serve her and wash herself. She was ready to go to the court.

Anyway, we have to go up.

He has to do well what the Emperor gave him. His family is not worried at all. He has been having a bad rest recently, which makes his spirit very bad.

I feel angry at any time.

Lack of sleep leads to emotional instability.

Xiuzijin went to the court. When he was making a business trip, the emperor saw him like this, which was really painful and gratifying.

I guess my grandson stayed up all night to finish the task he assigned.

The emperor praised xiuzijin for this. His uncles and uncles looked at xiuzijin badly. However, in front of the emperor, they were also proud of their nephews.

Emperor's praise is not a good thing for xiuzijin, nor can it alleviate xiuzijin's anxiety.

Moreover, this matter cannot be told to others. Even if it is told to others, others may not believe it.

It's hard to be alone.

There's a ghost in the family, but xiuzijin doesn't take ninganyi as her own.

In recent times, xiuzijin has been soliciting Jianghu warlocks. Some Taoist monks and monks have come to the palace. They are good to eat and drink.

It's just for these people to solve the ghost of Ning'an frost.

These Jianghu warlocks are just playing tricks and eating food. They don't have much real ability.

Even if there is, it is also for people to see the house, the house, the house, the geomantic omen, the ghost, and so on. It really has no ability.

Ning Shu as like as two peas and cream, almost everyday dressed in the same clothes as Ningan frost.

Xiuzijin:

Now he would rather see her in red and purple than in Ning'an frost.

This kind of clothes looks like ghosts from afar.

"Prince, are you going to kill your sister?" Ning Shu's face is anxious, "the Lord is so, my elder sister dare not approach you."Xiuzijin asked, "have you seen your sister?"

Ning Shu nodded, "I've seen it, but now my sister dare not come near you. My sister asked me to tell you to withdraw these monks and Taoists. I want to talk to you."

"It's not the way to avoid it. If you have something to say, just let it go."

"Your sister is so angry that she doesn't know what to do."

When xiuzijin heard this, she would not withdraw the monks and Taoists. If she didn't really hurt him, how could she be afraid of these monks and Taoists.

Ning Shu pulled at the corners of his mouth, sighed haggardly, and brought out the tonic soup. "Let's drink some soup medicine. I've been working hard recently. I can't carry it."

Ning Shu poured a bowl out of the Gu and took a sip, indicating that there was no poison.

Xiuzijin has just had two drinks. She has been staying up late recently. Her mouth is delicious and she has no appetite. She can't eat anything.

Xiuzijin didn't drink half a bowl.

"Wang Ye, my sister taught me how to make this soup. She said that she saw Wang Ye lost weight recently and felt pain in her eyes."

"Poof..." Xiuzijin sprays the soup directly, hoping to spit out the medicine.

Not everyone is able to accept their love of people become a different kind.

Xiuzijin can't accept it, especially the one who once loved her has to kill herself.

Xiuzijin suddenly felt a little sick. She drank all the soup in her stomach, as if she had eaten chili peppers, which made her stomach burn and hurt.

Of course, this is xiuzijin's psychological role.

Xiuzijin's face was black and blue, and finally she left. She went to the latrine, buttoned her throat and eyes, and vomited the soup.

Ning Shu drinks tea, smiling.

Xiuzijin came back with a pale face. She nodded her head, stressed her feet and said to Ning Anyi, "I've removed the bodyguards and monks and Taoists. Tell your sister that we need to have a good talk."

Ning Shu nodded, "Lord, I know. I will tell my sister."