Bai Zhi’er’s long eyelashes blinked.
She stepped forward and reached out with her small hand.
Bai Fengqing saw her action and was so frightened that he let out another low cry.
"Don’t touch it, Sister, it’s dead!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the little one’s hand had already pulled so moss off the skull of the white bone.
"Hmm, it really is a person." Bai Zhi’er puffed up her pink cheeks.
She tilted her little head to observe: "Are you an uncle, or an auntie or a sister? What’s your na? Why are you here? How long have you lived here?"
Bai Fengqing’s hair stood on end.
"Sister, why, why, why are you talking to it."
Bai Zhi’er waved her little hand: "It’s sleeping here. We fell down and disturbed its peace. Mother said we should be polite little ones, so I have to ask!"
Bai Fengqing was at a loss for words.
His sister was just too innocent!
In her innocence, there was also a hint of eeriness.
Making the already dark and gloomy bottom of the well even more frightening.
At this mont, Bai Zhi’er heard a hollow voice responding—
"I was an Imperial Concubine before my death. The Emperor told to suppress the well water, and in five years, he would let co back to life. Are you here to let co back to life?"
Bai Zhi’er’s round little face showed confusion.
"Hmm? Daddy never had an Imperial Concubine, oh~ I know, you’re from the forr dynasty."
"The forr dynasty is gone already, their Emperor went to see Grandpa Yama."
Bai Fengqing’s eyes widened.
Was his sister talking to a skeleton, by herself?
Bai Fengqing couldn’t believe his eyes as he looked at Bai Zhi’er.
The little one looked so serious, as if she was listening to soone speaking.
Then, Bai Zhi’er tenderly comforted in a babyish voice: "Don’t cry, even though he deceived you and cost you your life, but I’m here now, soon I’ll have my brother carry you up!"
Bai Fengqing hurriedly interrupted: "Who? Who’s going to carry it?"
The little one turned back, her smile sweet and gentle, her gaze clear and innocent: "It’s you, Fifth Brother."
Bai Fengqing felt like he couldn’t breathe anymore.
He looked up and wailed: "Big Brother, Third Brother, Fourth Brother, quickly pull up! Otherwise my sister will have carry the skeleton! Save——!"
Bai Zhi’er puffed up her pink cheeks, angrily saying: "Fifth Brother, stop yelling!"
Then the little one leaned her ear to listen, and said softly: "Hmm? What? Is there water? Okay, I’ll try!"
Bai Fengqing, clinging to the well wall, breathed rapidly: "What are you doing? Sister, what do you want to do now?"
Bai Zhi’er extended her small hand, trying hard to lift the skeleton up.
Yet she wasn’t very strong, and it was very difficult.
"Fifth Brother, co help Zhi’er, move her to the side."
"No no no, I don’t dare!" Bai Fengqing kept shaking his head.
The little one looked at him with pitiful eyes, saying nothing, but those watery big eyes made anyone unable to refuse.
Bai Fengqing gritted his teeth and decided to go for it.
He reached out, intending to lift the skeleton.
Alas, as soon as he tried, the bones of the body scattered all over the ground with a clatter.
Only the skull remained in his arms, its eye sockets empty, seemingly staring at Bai Fengqing.
Bai Fengqing felt like he was about to faint.
His precious sister Bai Zhi’er, next to him, stuck her little bum up and heaved the other bones aside.
Finally, she saw the peach nail ntioned by the ghost in its mouth.
With a pull of her small hand, a rumbling noise ca from the bottom of the well.
Bai Fengqing was at a loss, shouting in surprise: "What noise! What’s happening now! Mother save ! I’m so scared! I want to go ho!"
At the sa ti.
Bai Xuanmo, the Eldest Heir, was already leading Feng Fuce over.
He had no choice, he initially wanted to find the Imperial Guard, but having barely stepped out of the Orange Garden, he ran into Marquis Wan with a team of Xiu Luo Envoys, and had no choice but to seek help.
Feng Fuce’s steps were even faster than his, with long eyes dark like ink.
"For you all, Your Highnesses, to be together and still allow the Princess to fall into the well, impressive skill." The boy’s lodious voice was very cold, laced with sarcasm.
Not giving Bai Xuanmo any face at all.
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