Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 2297

[Chapter 2297 Love Through the Millennium (41)]

Luo Qingchen didn’t know where Mo Ye had gone, maybe he had returned to the teacher’s school, or maybe he was wandering around.

After Mo Ye left, Feng Linger’s mournful singing could be heard every day and night from Yuehua Palace. Sometimes even at night, faint singing can be heard.

No one dared to approach that place, and I heard that several times when the father-in-law and court ladies passed by, they accidentally saw some dirty things.

The night was dark and windy, the woman was dressed in white, her long hair was messy, her bones were like sticks, her eyes almost fell out of their sockets.

She mournfully called someone’s name, over and over, over and over again…

Luo Qingchen never went to Yuehua Palace again, but later heard that Feng Ling’er had disappeared.

No matter where she was, she could not be found anywhere, and the entire Yuehua Palace was covered with scattered blood. Some people said that she was killed by an assassin, but no body could be found no matter what.

Some people also said that she was able to create a scene at all, and she was unwilling to be lonely and ran away.

What’s more, it was said that Mo Ye took her away…

Luo Qingchen went to Yuehua Palace in person, and as soon as she arrived, she knew that Feng Ling’er was dead.

However, no body was left behind.

“Girl Qingchen, let’s go back!” Murong Nan who was standing beside her trembled and said, “I always feel that this place is very eerie.”

Since Murong Nan came to the palace, he has been with her almost every day.

Eat with her, drink with her, miss someone with her.

He knew that she was waiting for Mo Ye, and he also knew that Mo Ye had an unattainable position in her heart.

So when a court lady rumored that the strange things that happened in Yuehua Palace might have something to do with Mo Ye, he immediately accompanied her.

“Of course it’s gloomy.” Luo Qingchen took a light breath and said, “Can a dead person not be gloomy?”

“Hiss—” Murong Nan gasped in shock, swallowed and said: “Aren’t you sure yet?”

“Although the bloodstains are scattered, they are obviously regular.” Luo Qingchen pointed to the floor and said, “The direction leading to the door.”

“…” Murong Nan turned to Luo Qingchen Looking at the direction of the fingers, I felt a chill on my back for an instant.

“You…what do you mean? Dali Temple said that the corpse…you can’t make a decision until the corpse is found…”

“Every bloodstain you stepped on is her corpse.” Luo Qingchen bent down, His right hand brushed the congealed blood lightly, and there were dense stone-like things on it.

When these things were mixed with blood, it was already hard to see what they were, but Luo Qingchen could probably guess that it should be… something like a skull.

“Ah—” Murong Nan’s face turned slightly pale, this is what he was most afraid of in his life.

At this time, his feet had no strength, and he was almost unable to stand on the ground. But Luo Qingchen was still by his side, he couldn’t faint, and he had to protect her.

As everyone knows, a gust of wind suddenly blows outside the window in the next second, and the air is filled with a strong smell of blood.

There seemed to be a figure standing outside the window, she could see it clearly from the corner of her eye.

“What’s the matter…”

“Don’t talk.” Luo Qingchen frowned, and his eyes fell on the blood on the ground. The coagulated blood seemed to be gradually diluted at this moment.

If she wasn’t dreaming, if she didn’t read wrong, then…something might really exist in this world.

“What’s the matter!” Cold sweat dripped from Murong Nan’s forehead drop by drop.

Luo Qingchen didn’t speak, but shrugged and smiled: “Concentrate, let’s go back first.”

[End of This Chapter]