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Song Yunqian acted like he was impatient: "Tell me, it probably isn't a good story, it's just that it's boring and boring right now, there's no harm in telling it to me."

Wen Yi took out some firewood from the bonfire, causing the fire to become weaker, and the light dimmed. To tell a ghost story, she had a lot of experience, and the first thing she had to do was to create a terrifying atmosphere.

"The story I want to tell is that it happened in a big hospital, a very big hospital. There is a place inside the hospital called the mortuary!" When Wen Yi said till here, she suddenly lowered her voice and said softly: "This so-called mortuary is actually the most unstable place in the entire infirmary, because the patients who die in the infirmary will temporarily be placed in the morgue."

"How is that possible? "This is not true. Generally speaking, the sick infirmary will not accept it and will send it back home to wait for its death. Moreover, according to the customs of our country, people must die at home before their souls can rest in peace." Song Yunqian suggested an unreasonable place.

Wen Yi said helplessly: "You don't want to hear the story in the end? Just listen to the story and there will be no arguments, okay? " One had to know that the worst thing to avoid was others interrupting, because this kind of atmosphere would become very normal.

"If it doesn't make sense, then it has to be mentioned." Song Yunqian rolled his eyes at her.

"Alright, I won't say anymore!"

"Alright, I won't refute you. Go on!" Song Yunqian could only compromise. After all, it was a long night and he needed to have some fun.

Wen Yi lowered her voice and continued: "Speaking of our main character, Wen Yi, was the doctor in this clinic. On this night, she stayed in the clinic on duty and received many injured people. Of course, the collision of the horse carriages also implicated a few passersby. She gave first aid to the wounded in the emergency room, but many died of injuries. The body was transferred to the morgue, where it was to be collected by family.

After she was done, it was past midnight. Wen Yi was very tired, but because the family of the deceased had arrived, she had to bring them to the morgue to claim their corpse. This wasn't something that a doctor would do, but that night, many people were busy, so she was responsible for bringing the family members to identify the body. The corridor to the mortuary was dark and dimly lit, the long corridor seemingly without end. She led a sad mother to the mortuary door, and the door opened and they entered. The corpse was dragged out. It was a very young woman wearing red clothes. She had flown out from the carriage and knocked on a big rock. Her head had a big hole. When she died, her eyes were wide open. There were still many bloodstains on her clothes. The blood on her face had been washed away, her skin was pale without any color. The hole on her head was clearly visible. It was dark, and beside it was the solidified red and black blood. Seeing that, the mother cried out and fainted. I immediately, no, it was Wen Yi who supported her, the guard then went out to call for protection … She helped the mother out. At this moment, Wen Yi suddenly heard a bitter voice come from behind him. It was a long, thin voice that also carried a trace of grief: At that time, Wen Yi quivered and turned around abruptly. She saw that the red-clothed female who had long died had suddenly sat up, the hole in her head looked like a big hole, black, like a huge contrast with her red eyes. She just looked at Wen Yi pitifully. Wen Yi was scared out of her wits and screamed again as she ran out while supporting his mother. After that, a few doctors came over and Wen Yi told the doctors about this matter. The doctors went in and saw that the corpse was lying on the ground, and did not have the condition that Wen Yi had described. Later on, on the night that the girl was sent away, the guard at the morgue heard the sound of weeping from inside and called her mother … "

Song Yunqian shivered. He raised his head and asked, "Is the prince cold?"

Song Yunqian's tone slightly changed, "You took so much firewood, of course it's cold!" His scalp was tingling. Heavens! Although it was just a story, hearing it still made his hair stand on end!

"Then I'll add more!" Wen Yi put the firewood back, and the firewood let out a small explosion, causing the air to suddenly warm up.

"Your highness, do you still want to hear ghost stories?" Wen Yi was full of energy as she spoke, naturally she wanted to say a few more words to pass the time.

Song Yunqian said flatly: "I'm not listening, what you said was not even the least bit scary, it was meaningless!"

Wen Yi hurriedly said: "Then what I'm going to say next is terrifying, truly terrifying, I'm so scared that I'm stunned!"

Song Yunqian placed both of his hands on the pillow behind his head and yawned, "I'm not listening anymore, I'm tired!" Then he made a trip to the floor and went to sleep.

Wen Yi was a little disappointed. He was tired, but she said those words enthusiastically. Furthermore, she couldn't sleep either.

She stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave to look outside. She took a glance around and saw the mountain ranges surrounding her, pressing down on her like layers upon layers of black clouds. She felt a little dizzy just from looking at them for a long time.

The mountain was very quiet. Initially, there were still some insects and frogs chirping, but now, not even a single insect could be heard.

Wen Yi was a little sad. Thinking about the mother in the story, her tears started to drip down. Probably, when his mother went to the morgue to see him, she would be so sad that she would faint. The love between mother and daughter was deep, she had always been her mother's pride, her mother's small cotton-padded jacket, but now that she suddenly said no, she didn't even say goodbye. The thing that broke her heart the most was her cruel realization that she would never see her mother and family again in her life.

What a heartbreaking thing it was to have a family that was once related to each other, separated by a time and space, never to see each other again!

Song Yunqian was naturally not asleep. He watched Wen Yi walk out of the cave, then sat on the large rock at the cave entrance and shed tears on his own. If it wasn't for the fact that he had gone through some painful things, he wouldn't have been able to make such an expression.

What had happened to her that caused her entire personality to change?

Naturally, he didn't ask because there was something bothering him right now, and this matter caused him to feel restless, unable to sleep, over and over again.

That was, he was in a hurry!

Naturally, as a man, he would be able to solve his problem just by walking a few steps away from the cave entrance.

However, after hearing that ghost story, he felt a sense of terror when he looked at the outside. How could he still dare to walk out alone? He was very upset. He shouldn't have told her the first ghost story. He wanted to start a conversation with her and scare her, but he got hurt.

Go on, it's dark outside, no one said there must be no ghosts in this world. If there is, and tonight they said the ghost's topic annoyed the ghost lurking in the mountains, then the consequences would be unimaginable.

Let's not go. All the men would have to endure, but not the night.

Hearing him tossing and turning, Wen Yi wiped away her tears and turned to ask, "Didn't you say you were tired? Why aren't you sleeping? "

Song Yunqian stared at her, the cause of the event, and obviously, he forgot that he was the one who tried to scare her, and said unhappily: "I am worried for my sister-in-law, so I will not be able to sleep even if I am tired!"

Wen Yi also sighed, "You and the Prince Zhenyuan have a deep relationship, it's natural to be worried. Not to mention you, even I am extremely worried, I hope that the wangfei can get better." She stood up, brushed the weeds away from the hole, and was about to leave.

Song Yunqian suddenly stood up, what are you trying to do?

Wen Yi said awkwardly: "I want to make it convenient!"

Song Yunqian said expressionlessly: "This king will accompany you. I wonder if there are any more poisonous snakes in this wilderness."

Wen Yi looked at him in surprise. Her heart warmed and she said, "Thank you!" She was truly afraid. She didn't dare to sleep tonight because she was afraid that even her dreams were full of snakes entangling her.

Song Yunqian was secretly pleased with himself, but he maintained his composure, "No need to thank this king. This king is afraid that you will die outside and will not be able to explain yourself to royal father!"

Wen Yi laughed, she did not care, but she was not a cold-hearted person. Furthermore, even if she were to die here, he would be able to explain herself to the Emperor when he returned. After all, coming to such a dangerous place and being able to ensure her safety was already quite impressive.

Just like this, the two of them pushed away the grass and walked out. They were not far from each other, and both of them could hear each other's hissing sounds. When they returned to the cave, both of them had an awkward expression.

Song Yunqian was probably really sleepy, but when he returned, he immediately fell asleep. On the other hand, Wen Yi had countless of thoughts in her head, and even if she tossed and turned it around, she could not fall asleep.

She narrowed her eyes when dawn approached, but it took less than two hours to add up from the front and back.

Fortunately, she was not tired, and even her sprained feet were healed. She was extremely surprised, but with so many strange things happening recently, it was not surprising.

The path forward was still extremely dangerous. It wasn't as if he had to eliminate all obstacles, so he had to put in a bit of effort.

They were probably the source of a large river. Listening to the sound of the water flowing, both of them felt an inexplicable sense of excitement, because according to the records, the Spirit Grass was happy and wet.

Wen Yi squatted by the stream and washed his face with her hands, then said contentedly: "I can finally wash my face, it's too comfortable!"

Song Yunqian took out the blueprint, and started to search towards the grass by the side of the stream. Wen Yi turned her head to look at him, and laughed: "Spirit Grass s grow on moist rocks, there aren't any on the sides of the road."

Song Yunqian glanced at her, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Wen Yi stood up and waved the water droplets on her hands, she gazed into the distance, and felt like she was looking at a valley, surrounded by rolling mountains, it was quiet and beautiful like heaven. The stream was filled with colorful wildflowers. They were pink, pink, purple, yellow, and pale white. There was no one here to admire the flowers. They thanked themselves for the flowers. Every year, they would be like this, circulating a lonely beauty.

On the rocks on the other side of the river, a cluster of white lilies extended outwards. The flowers were beautiful, elegant, and pleasant to look at, especially when one looked at them from this rapidly flowing stream.

Wen Yi's eyes suddenly flashed. She somewhat happily turned around and pulled on Song Yunqian's sleeves, saying: "Look!"

Song Yunqian immediately followed her finger and looked, "Where? Is it a Spirit Grass? "

Wen Yi shook her head, "It's a butterfly, a beautiful swallowtail butterfly!"

Song Yunqian flung her hand away in disgust, "Be more serious, I didn't let you come here to look for the Spirit Grass, I did not want you to come here for an outing!"