AWB Chapter 303 “My mother’s child is most afraid of the dark.”
Chapter 303 “My mother’s child is most afraid of the dark.”
"I didn't kill your child! He was the one who didn't survive!"
Meng Nichang suddenly sat up from the bed, gasping for air.
The cold touch on her neck and the suffocating feeling of being unable to get air into her throat still lingered in her mind.
"I didn't kill your child... I didn't kill your child... I'm innocent. Don't come to me..."
The sound of rain hitting green leaves could be heard outside the window, and the continuous sound of rain brought the frightened Meng Nishang back to reality.
It's just a dream.
It was just a nightmare.
Meng Nishang slowly calmed down her mood and finally calmed down.
I actually had such a dream...
Meng Nichang tremblingly reached out and touched her neck.
The suffocation feeling in the dream was too strong, and she could still recall the feeling of sharp claws digging into her flesh.
That woman has been dead for so long and yet you still come to torture her!
Are you annoyed?
She didn't want the position of Princess Duan Wang, and she was not satisfied with helping her get rid of it.
What's more, she didn't do it herself. If you want to find it, just go to Murong Hongyuan. Don't two dead guys just be able to judge things underground?
What are you doing to disturb her?
After this experience, Meng Nichang had no intention of going back to sleep. When she opened and closed her eyes, she could only see Lan Cistanche's strange smile in her dream. She also calculated that it was almost dawn, so she simply got out of bed, put on some clothes and walked out.
It’s okay if she doesn’t sleep!
It was still dark outside the door, but there were lanterns on the porch to protect against rain and wind, so it wasn't too dark.
Meng Nishang stood on the porch with her coat on, looking up at the big raindrops falling one drop at a time.
"I hate the rain. I can't go out for an outing on this rainy day."
If there hadn't been this rain, she could have sent out invitations to invite those noble ladies to attend the flower-viewing banquet.
Meng Nishang likes to be a host. First, it makes her feel that she is superior to these girls. When she thinks that these people who used to look at her with nostrils are now treating her with respect and flattery due to the power behind her and their desire for Zhao'er, she becomes angry. Secondly, she was too high-status and had too many assassins to go out, so she had to stay in the safest palace of Prince Duan.
Meng Nishang was thinking about which noble lady to invite to her house for a chat, and then thinking about who should be shortlisted for Zhao'er's princess selection. A burst of lightning accompanied by the thunder that resounded in the sky crossed the dark night sky and illuminated it. Half the sky.
Not far away stood a dark figure.
Meng Nishang's eyes widened in disbelief, but she saw nothing.
There is only the smell of earth in the air.
Meng Nishang silently gathered her coat and turned around to return to the house.
She'd better sit in the house for a while.
At the same time, another bolt of lightning struck in the sky.
The black shadow took another step closer.
Meng Nishang, who could see clearly this time, took a step back and leaned against the pillar: "Guards? Where are the guards from Prince Duan's Mansion??"
A strong wind blew by, and the sturdy lantern hanging in the corridor fell and smashed in front of Meng Nishang. The flying glass fragments scratched Meng Nishang's face.
"Here comes someone! There are assassins! Assassins have entered Prince Duan's Mansion! Secret guards! Secret guards——"
"Have you seen my child?"
Meng Ni, who saw the dark shadow clearly, slowly slid down the pillar and fell to the ground.
In front of her was a woman exactly like in her dream.
The man still looked cold and charming, wearing the same clothes she was buried in, with a strange smile on his face emerging from his disheveled hair.
"Have you seen my child? My child is a small, well-behaved child with pursed lips and a smile, but I can't find him."
"No! No! I didn't see it! I don't know about your child!"
"you do not know?!"
The voice of the shadow, who didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost, suddenly rose in pitch, like the sound of someone scratching the slate with the fragments of glass from the lantern just now.
"How could you not know?! Tell me now! Tell me where my child is?!"
The black shadow didn't know how to move, and in an instant it came to Meng Nichang, whose back was pressed against the pillar. A gust of cold wind successfully extinguished the last lantern in the corridor.
The cold hand touched Meng Nichang's neck, making Meng Nichang tremble uncontrollably.
"I am the master of Prince Duan's Mansion! My child is one of the top geniuses in the world of immortality! I tell you, if you dare to touch me, my Zhao'er will definitely destroy you to pieces!"
"Chao'er? Chao Chao, my mother's Chao... Mom can't find you. You are most afraid of the dark. Why didn't you hold my mother's hand? Mom can't find you... ..”
The cold feeling on her neck gradually disappeared, and Meng Nichang, who was sweating on her back, breathed a sigh of relief.
The ghost in front of him murmured to himself: "Where is my child? My child, please give me my child back. He is still so small, so small... He is not yet Know the way...home, the way home..."
Seeing that this trick was effective, Meng Nishang despised this person in her heart. No matter whether he was a human or a ghost, he was a fool. He cheered up and talked to her: "Then go find him yourself. Why are you looking for me?! Go find him yourself... ..."
The cold hands suddenly tightened the slender neck.
"He is crying, mother's baby is crying..."
Those non-human hands tightened tighter and tighter.
"My child can't see... He is most afraid of the dark, he is most afraid of the dark!"