Chapter 1242: Why is the sound so familiar?

Mother Liu only understood the general meaning, but did not understand the exact meaning in Ruoyin's words.
However, this was outside, and there were many people around, so she didn't ask much.
Just thinking that my master must have a good way.
After a while, Feng Nian stopped at Yongshou Palace.
Ruo Yin turned his head to look at Si Ge Ge in Mother Liu's arms, and said, "Bring Si Ge Ge to the side hall so that the nurse will take care of her. Don't make a mistake."
Since she brought Sigege back openly, she naturally took care of her.
Otherwise, looking at her with so many eyes, it would be bad if something went wrong.
"Yes." After Sister Liu responded, she went to the Piandian with Si Gege.
A few days later, it will be the Zhongyuan Festival.
Zhongyuan Festival, also known as Ghost Festival.
Legend has it that on this day, the underground palace opened and ghosts appeared everywhere.
Therefore, there is a saying among the people that "July and a half, ghosts run wild".
On this day, people will set river lanterns and burn paper ingots to worship their ancestors.
Or ask the Buddhism and Taoism to do things to resolve their grievances and prevent ghosts from wandering among the people.
Ruoyin and Si Ye went to Taimiao to worship their ancestors early in the morning.
After returning, she copied Buddhist scriptures in the house.
At this moment, while copying the Buddhist scriptures, she asked indifferently: "With the imperial concubine, have things been arranged?"
"If you return to Niangniang, it will be arranged a few days ago. Just wait for your instructions and it will go smoothly tonight." Banmei whispered back.
"Well, let them make them horrified." Ruo Yin said lightly.
"Good," Banmei replied.
It was night, early in the twilight, and few people were walking on the roads of the Forbidden City.
Except for some guards on patrol, there are not many court ladies and eunuchs.
Because it is the Mid-Year Festival, they are all hiding in the house, afraid to come out and wander around.
I don’t know if there are too few people walking around, or if there are real ghosts.
Anyway, the night of the day was extraordinarily gloomy.
The sky was also dark, as if boundless thick ink painted the sky.
Only the hazy moonlight showered the earth, as if it had cast a layer of night fog on the Forbidden City.
The July night was faintly cool.
All the trails in the Forbidden City are silent except for silence.
Even if a breeze blows occasionally, it looks like a gust of wind.
Dark and cold, covering the entire Forbidden City.
Those dim soft lights are like tears of resentment at the corners of a woman's eyes.
The shadow of the dead tree, like a beheaded corpse, stretched out to the sky with teeth and claws.
At this moment, the imperial concubine of Yikun Palace was already lying on the bed.
Oh, no, she should have been lying in bed all day.
In the candlelight, her face looked pale.
There was no good expression when I saw Ruo Yin a few days ago.
Ziqing tucked the quilt for her, "Manny, it's late at night, you might as well rest early. The minion is watching the night, if you are thirsty and hungry, call the minion."
Concubine Yugui closed her eyes and gave a soft "um".
However, at this moment, the originally closed door was suddenly opened by a gust of wind.
The candles in the room were also blown out by the wind.
For a while, the room was completely dark.
"Where is the wind coming from, the minion will go and get the door card." Ziqing said.
But when she finished speaking, she heard the whimper of "whoop".
Not only that, but also the cry of "Wow!"
These two voices sounded very immature, and they sounded like the cry of a child.
No, a whimper like a baby.
And the other one is more like the cry of a child when he fell to the ground, but it was so weak that I couldn't hear it if I didn't listen carefully.
The imperial concubine and Ziqing had goose bumps layer after layer.
Both the master and the servant were ordinary women, so they were naturally afraid to hear this voice.
Ziqing originally wanted to close the door, but after listening to it, her feet began to swing, no matter where she could walk.
The imperial concubine pulled her lips even more and said with a trembling voice: "Ziqing, don't go."
"Okay, the minion won't leave, just stay with you here." Ziqing sat down by the bed, looked around, and said in fear: "Manny, how come the minion is so familiar with these voices."
"My palace also feels familiar..." While the imperial concubine was scared, she was also a little sad.
The whimper sounded like that elder brother who suffered from craniolysis.
When my elder brother was suffering from illness, he whimpered in her arms so uncomfortably.
And the cry of "Wow" was so weak that it was frightening, as if to suffocate.
Although there was no cry when her third child made a sound.
But she automatically substituted the cry for the third child.
"Ziqing, did the children come to this palace?" The imperial concubine sat up, not too scared.
As a mother, even if the children become ghosts, she is loving.
It is Ziqing. Although she is loyal, those elder brothers are not her children after all, so naturally she is extremely afraid.
"Mother, you..." She swallowed, "Don't scare the minions."
At the same time, her mind is full of ghosts.
"Huh~" A strong yin wind blew into the room again.
The master and servant hugged each other tightly.
And the two kinds of crying became louder and louder, and the eardrums that filled them were constantly overlapping, which made people shudder.
The next moment, a bright light flashed in the originally dark room.
The bright light flashed a few times in the room.
Finally fell behind them.
The master and servant looked behind, looking for the light.
I don’t know, I was shocked when I saw it!
I saw the strange shadows of three little people appearing out of thin air on the wall of the bed corner.
Even that cannot be called a shadow.
Because the three little people have eyes, nose, and mouth.
How can people have these?
They are arranged one by one in order of height.
One of them is tallest with the big head, and his round and convex eyes are staring at the imperial concubine and Ziqing blankly.
The second was wearing a round cap, with his tongue sticking out his mouth desperately.
The third one combed the moon's forehead, his eye sockets were wide open, and blood was dripping around the corner of his eyes.
The key point is that there is a circle of black around their eye sockets, which looks gloomy and terrifying.
The face is full of faces.
The flesh is dull red.
The skin has mottled lines with cracked blood.
The scared Ziqing pupils kept dilating, and then the white of his eyes rolled, and he fainted.
The imperial concubine was not afraid, because she thought it was her child.
The problem is that these bloody, unrecognizable shadows are terrible.
She felt a cold back and her stomach twitched.
My scalp is numb and my hair is standing up.
Because those three pairs of eyes were staring straight at her.
It seemed that the three little figures would pounce on her at any time.
The gloomy wind blew on her at the door, making her whole body cold.
"Em mother..." At this moment, an ethereal baby's voice sounded in the room.
That voice hovered over the room with goosebumps echoes.
"Who...who are you..." The imperial concubine did not dare to respond to this voice.
She held Ziqing, who had fainted, and her body had already shrunk with Ziqing.
I was obviously scared, but my eyes were still staring at the three small figures on the wall in fear.
After asking her question, the room was quiet for a while.
Then, there was another whine of "whee".