Concubine Xiao Shu?

Zhang Lin heard from Gao Lishi and Xiaomei that Concubine Xiao Shu was once the favorite concubine of Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi. She was killed in Lanyuan by Wu Zetian, who was jealous and cruel. She was extremely cruel in death. It is said that her ghost never dissipated and turned into a ghost, appearing in Lanyuan, waiting for an opportunity to ask Wu Zetian for life...

"It is the Ai family. The Ai family said that even if they turn into a ghost, they will not let you go! Now that you are in the hands of the Ai family, how do you want to die?" The ghost's voice was biting cold, as if it came from under the Jiuyou Hell.

"I am the emperor, the son of heaven, protected by all gods! You are a mere evil ghost, you can't kill me." Wu Zetian's face was pale, his mouth was trembling and he forgot to call the guards. Because, at this time, in this place, she had already subconsciously identified this ghost as the evil ghost transformed by Concubine Xiao Shu. No matter how powerful the guards were, they could not deal with it.

"Is that so? Then give it a try!" said the ghost, and Youhan's figure floated closer to the bed, bringing up a cold wind.

Wu Zetian was covered in sieve and almost got into Zhang Lin's quilt. However, she also knew that it was futile to get into the quilt, but she grabbed Zhang Lin's hand even more in fear and helplessness.

"There are no ghosts in this world, and there is no ghost who comes out to harm others in the sun! Who are you?" Zhang Lin suppressed his inner timidity, looked at the ghost, and asked hard on the outside.

"The Ai family is Wu Meiniang's enemy. Today, the Ai family wants her to pay her blood debts and blood!" The ghost said slowly, with sadness and long hatred, and it sounds like a ghost.

"Are you really Concubine Xiao Shu? I think you are a fake living person? Do you dare to show me your face?!" Zhang Lin held Wu Zetian's hand tightly and protected her beside him, while bargaining with the ghost in a slightly trembling voice.

"It's not your business! This is the business between the Ai family and Wu Meiniang!" The ghost seemed to be targeting Wu Zetian only, without intention to hurt innocent people.

"Why do you say it's not my business if you kill the emperor in front of me?" Zhang Lin raised his voice, and his purpose was naturally to inform the imperial guards outside the door. By this time, he had already concluded that the ghost was dressed up by a human. How could a ghost be so serious and reasonable?

"Don't anger the Ai family!" The ghost became impatient. As he spoke, his tone blew the hair hanging in front of his face, revealing a corner of his white and smooth chin.

"Your Majesty, what happened!" At this time, the imperial guard who was staying outside the door heard the movement in the room and asked outside the door.

"There are ghosts and ghosts! Come and catch ghosts!" At this time, Wu Zetian seemed to think of her guard outside the door, and said screaming, his voice full of confusion, helplessness and fear.

Hearing the emperor's call for protection, the imperial guards knocked open the door and showed their sharp blades one by one, but did not rushed in immediately. Instead, they stood at the door and looked around, looking for the ghost's location. To be honest, although they were very skilled in martial arts, they were still afraid of ghosts.

The ghost could not wait, and a short sword suddenly appeared in his hand. His body drifted rapidly in the air, and he walked around the end of the bed very quickly, thrusting his sword straight into Wu Zetian.

A terrified expression appeared in Wu Zetian's eyes. She ignored the emperor's majesty and threw herself on the bed, rolled over Zhang Lin, and turned to the other side of the bed. Although everything she did was very fast, it was still a little later. Her right shoulder was stabbed by a sword, dripping blood and heart-wrenching.

The ghost did not stop, but followed like a shadow, jumped up, floated past the bed, and continued to chase Wu Zetian, and insisted on taking her life.

"Stop!" Zhang Lin shouted, endured the huge pain, raised his foot from the bed and kicked it into the air to block the ghost's way.

The ghost shadow reached out and pressed Zhang Lin's feet. With this force, he flew to the other side of the bed, stepped on Wu Zetian's body, and said viciously: "Wu Meiniang, you have today too!"

All the imperial guards who stood at the door were stunned. If it weren't for their fear of ghosts that they did not take action in time, they had the opportunity to stop the ghost's attack on Wu Zetian. However, in the blink of an eye, Wu Zetian had already been trampled under their feet and became a prisoner.

Phoenix and Ye Yu looked at each other and saw the regret, guilt and self-blame in each other's eyes. However, it is not the time to blame themselves, so it is important to save the emperor. The two sighed lightly, causing all the imperial guards to scatter and surround the ghost shadows.

"No matter whether you are a ghost or a human, let the emperor go!" Phoenix pointed at the ghost shadow with his sword and said with a stern look. In ancient times, no matter how powerful a person with martial arts was, he was afraid of ghosts and gods. This was a fear from the subconscious and had nothing to do with the level of martial arts.

The ghost shadow ignored the Phoenix and the imperial guards surrounding her, but leaned over to Wu Zetian and cursed: "Wu Meiniang, tomorrow is your sacrifice day."

"You are not Xiao Shufei!" Wu Zetian calmed down until she fell into the hand of a ghost. After calming down, she immediately concluded that the ghost with disheveled hair was not a ghost, but a human dress, because she felt that the latter's hands were warm, which was no different from normal body temperature.

"What does it matter if I am Concubine Xiao or Concubine Xiao? Anyway, I am your enemy! And you are about to die! Go downstairs to pay the life and apologize to Concubine Xiao!" The ghost laughed happily.

"I don't know you, what kind of hatred do I have with you?" Wu Zetian asked with a confused look on her back, although she had been assassinated dozens of times, she had never fallen into the hands of an assassin. Today is her most miserable day. Her emperor is over, and her life is over. But she will not give up easily, and will not give up her life easily.

"Open your dog's eyes and recognize me well! Look at who I am!" The ghost said sternly, with endless hatred in his voice. He raised his hand to lift his hair in front of his face and lifted his shoulders behind his shoulders, revealing a very pretty face.

Xiaomei!

Zhang Lin recognized it at first sight, and after he recognized it, he was also confused.

How could Xiaomei pretend to be a god and a ghost and assassinate the emperor?

"You are..." Wu Zetian carefully identified without eyes, as if he looked familiar, but he just couldn't say it.

"I can remind you, do you still remember King Ge who was killed by you~" Xiaomei used a little force to push Wu Zetian's throat and concave into her skin, but it did not bleed.

When Wu Zetian heard what Xiaomei said about King Ge, a light of thought appeared in her eyes, and she remembered King Ge Li Sujie who was executed by her. This girl looked familiar. She should be the daughter of King Ge, the granddaughter of Concubine Xiao Shu, and Li Tangmei.

"So, are you Li Tangmei?"

No Li Tang?

Zhang Lin felt that Xiaomei's name was quite strange, and there was an ominous metaphor. Could it be that when Xiaomei was given this name, her father expected that one day the bad luck would come to the Li Tang country?

"You are right! You killed my grandmother and my father. Today I want to avenge two generations and make a break with you!" Xiaomei reached out and grabbed Wu Zetian's collar, twisted her up, and put it on the latter's neck with a short knife, ready to cut her neck at any time...
Chapter completed!