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This kind of harmful method is called soul separation technique, and the former Concubine Song disdained it.

At first, she was also a naïve and ignorant girl, curious about everything, and once accidentally found a secret compartment in her mother's room, and then she saw this booklet. There were other things in the dark grid, such as a figurine made of cloth, some yellow paper, a white plate with cinnabar patterns painted on it, and even a mille-feuille bottom of Buna......

She didn't know what her mother was doing with them.

Just as she had finished reading the soul leaving in the booklet, her mother came in.

Concubine Song still remembers that when her mother found the pamphlet in her hand, her face suddenly turned pale, and she was stunned on the spot. A slap woke her up fiercely, her mother gritted her teeth angrily, all kinds of warnings, she still hasn't forgotten, whenever she thinks about it, her face seems to be still burning with pain.

But because of this, it was originally just curiosity to flip through casually, but that slap made Concubine Song remember the content of the soul separation technique when she was a girl, and she never forgot it for more than ten years.

Since being relocated to this Wanyue Palace, Concubine Song has no hope for the future. All the glory and wealth are gone with the wind, and only the false name of a concubine is left, which fulfills the benevolence and filial piety of the new emperor Nangong Qing, but what she pays is her youth and hope.

Even the Song family is gone, what hope does Concubine Song have, in desperation, she thought of revenge.

So, she finally remembered the soul separation technique again, as if she had only seen it yesterday.

Originally, she just had the mentality of giving it a try, after all, this kind of thing, as soon as she heard the name, she knew that it was the next way for those deep ladies to complain and get angry, and it couldn't be elegant. But even if it doesn't work, it's okay to vent, Concubine Song finally made the first time after paying the pain of ten fingers and hearts.

And tonight, it is the thirteenth time for Concubine Song.

was already familiar with the process, even if there was a pattern drawn on the yellow paper with memory in front of her, Concubine Song just habitually glanced at it and began to write.

The white tip of the pen had been stained red with blood, and Concubine Song slowly drew on the paper.

She didn't know what kind of pattern she was drawing, but she only relied on her memory, and occasionally looked at the template she drew for the first time on the yellow paper, and she had already drawn very smoothly. The twisted lines are intertwined, like a silk thread of fate, intertwined and shuttled, and the complexity is dazzling.

The yellow paper was printed with a pattern of blood and water, and slowly, a smell of blood wafted into the air. The pruning did not dare to move, and there was an uproar in my heart. Although she had seen Concubine Song paint many times, she still looked at the heartbeat, as if those patterns had magical powers, and wanted to suck her soul away.

Shivering suddenly, the pruning came back to her senses and pinched her thigh hard, and the sharp pain made her calm again.

Finally finished, Concubine Song put down her pen, and a circular pattern had been drawn on the square yellow paper in front of her. The surroundings are made up of lines, and in the middle is Nangong Hong's birthday eight characters, which is not wrong at all.

A cool breeze suddenly blew in, and Concubine Song turned her head with a vigilant expression.

Outside the window it was quiet, nothing, a crescent moon hanging in the sky. The night sky was dim, the autumn mood was slightly cool, and even the shadows on the ground seemed blurry.

"Prune, go close the window." Concubine Song said loudly.

"Yes, Concubine." Pruning got up, walked to the window, and peered out.

Suddenly, a flower appeared in front of her eyes, as if she saw something, and it swept by. But when she looked at it again, there was nothing, not even a sound, only a cool breeze blowing on her face, which looked more and more dark and terrifying.

Quickly close the window, prune and close the east window as well, and then return to Concubine Song's side.

A scorched smell came, and the pruning saw that Concubine Song was burning her hair.

The bundle of hair that was more than an inch long was collected by a little eunuch who was in charge of cleaning the room of the twelve princes with great effort, and it cost her ten taels of silver. Cleaning up such a bundle of hair from a pile of garbage can be imagined.

The child's hair was as thin as silk, and when it touched the candle flame, it immediately burned and turned into dregs smaller than a grain of rice. Concubine Song was like a treasure, carefully collected these black slag, put them on the yellow paper where she had just drawn the spell, and then lit the yellow paper.

The fluttering flames scorched the yellow paper, turning into ashes little by little, and scorching the table with a faint trace.

Pruning had already prepared tea, and hurriedly brought it over, Concubine Song grabbed the black ash made of yellow paper on the table, put it in her mouth, then took a sip of water, and swallowed it through gritted teeth.

The tea flowed down the corners of her mouth, and the bitter and fishy smell made her roll her eyes, but she swallowed as if she was desperate, coughing and swallowing, and the words were still slurred in her mouth.

Meanwhile......

In the distance, in a temple, a small body sleeping on a large bed suddenly shuddered, and then moved.

The palace maid who was guarding on the side saw her heart skip a beat, and her eyes, which were already sleepy, widened suddenly, and she almost screamed. She hurriedly covered her mouth, not revealing the slightest sound, and rushed out with a big change in her face.

It wasn't until she rushed outside the hall that she lowered her voice and shouted: "Oh no, the twelve princes are sick again!" ”

In just a moment, the news had already reached the ears of the queen mother in the main hall, and she didn't care about dressing up, so she hurriedly put on a fox fur and arrived at the side hall. Seeing Nangong Hong, who was already walking around the house, she couldn't help but feel her heart flutter.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, they have been ready for a long time, just wait for tonight......"

On the side, it was Su Yi who woke up and rushed over at the same time, and only then did she remind her of the plan she had arranged. She muttered and folded her hands: "Amitabha, Bodhisattva bless, you must catch it this time!" ”

With the same muttering voice, the Queen Mother was full of worry, but Concubine Song was full of hideousness, only vicious.

"Soul Rise...... Return, he is my slave, life after life, obey the call......" The eerie voice echoed in the dim hall, and the pruning felt more and more cold.

It's like there are countless ghosts coming out of hell and surrounding him. These ghosts can't be seen or touched, but they fill the surroundings with coldness. A cold wind swept by, pruning and shaking, she obviously closed the window, how could there be wind?

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the closed door of the temple was slammed open from the outside, and countless forbidden troops rushed in with a bang.

"The bold Concubine Song actually used this vicious and filthy evil art to murder the twelve princes, and now the evidence of the crime is conclusive, and she will be arrested before she is restrained!" The commander of the forbidden army led by him shouted, and dozens of forbidden troops who surrounded the main hall drew their swords at the same time, and aimed at the woman in the middle.

Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, the pruning was caught off guard, and when he saw the person in front of him clearly, his eyes suddenly widened: "Your Majesty!" ”

Oh no, she's exposed, she's dead!

No one looked at her at all, and everyone, including Nangong Qing, was staring at Concubine Song.

A mouthful of residue stained the red lips black, a trace of surprise on the hideous face, and there was no time to hide the fear in the eyes. The slender jade fingers that were placed on the table and did not be withdrawn were already stained with blood at this time, and the holes were shocking.

Concubine Song stared at Nangong Qing directly, she didn't speak for a long time, and her whole person was like petrification, frozen there motionless.

The entire hall was dead silent......

Little by little, his gaze shifted from this terrifying and gloomy woman to the table. Nangong Qing looked at the yellow paper, candles, and embroidery needles on the table...... Especially when the bowl that was not used up and stained with blood and water, his face sank and he was blue!

"...... of Concubine Song"

Nangong Qing gritted his teeth and said angrily word by word: "I treat you well, why do you want to do this!?" ”

Her eyes gradually cleared, as if she had just woken up from the spell, Concubine Song turned her head with difficulty, and looked from the surrounding forbidden troops one by one, to the eunuch Xiao Chunzi, and then to Nangong Qing.

Why you should do it!

Why, why......

She had wanted to ask why, but who would answer her? Concubine Song suppressed her anger and resentment for more than a year, and finally erupted like a volcano at this moment, and laughed wildly: "Nangong Qing, why do you ask me?" Why? Hahahaha...... You actually ask me why? ”

"Revenge, don't you understand, I'm taking revenge!"

The sharp and high-pitched voice was extremely clear at this moment, echoing in the empty Wanyue Palace. The candle flame flickered, and shadows were projected on the wall, and no one made a sound, which looked extremely strange and terrifying.

Pruning knew that he was finished, knelt on the ground and trembled, and heard Concubine Song curse and complain in his ears: "Nangong Qing, you hurt me like this, and you are embarrassed to say that you treat me well?" Do you still want to be shameless? ”

"I watched you grow up, and I treat you well! Now that the first emperor is gone, Nangong Qing, you are doing this to me, sending me into the cold palace and leaving me to fend for myself, is this your benevolence and filial piety? ! Nangong Chen's rebellion has nothing to do with me, just because he has been close to me for a few days and said a few words, so you suspect that I am also with Nangong Chen all the way, right? Tell you, I'm a concubine, a concubine! But you were so harmed, Nangong Qing, are you worthy of me? ”

Like madness, Concubine Song's sharp and high-pitched voice was undisguised, accompanied by eyes bulging from anger and waving arms, which shocked almost everyone. This woman, I'm afraid she's really crazy!

The question in Nangong Qing's heart was completely answered.

It turned out that this woman had never taken his kindness to heart! I only felt that he had hurt her and made a name for himself, so he vented all his anger and resentment, and used this vicious spell to murder a little child.

"Concubine Song, do you really think you are innocent?"

Nangong Qing suddenly spoke, revealing a sense of majesty all over his body, and said solemnly: "You said that you have nothing to do with Nangong Chen?" Are you innocent? Then I ask you, what is hidden in the secret room underground in the back garden of the Song family?! ”

"Are you embarrassed to shout?!"