Early in the morning, Shao Nanzhi heard from the people in the palace that Concubine Rong had returned to her soul last night.

She held the golden hairpin's hand for a slight pause, and looked at herself in the mirror in a daze.

Twilight stood behind her and helped her hold her hair in a bun, and said in a low voice, "It's a pity that Banxia didn't say any useful news, so she was taken away by the people of Zhaoyang Palace." ”

Shao Nanzhi chuckled: "If it is really Sister Xinyi's manifestation, the person I am most afraid of now is Yan Ruyu." ”

Twilight smiled slightly, "Retribution is not happy, it should be." ”

Shao Nanzhi felt a lot in his heart, did Sister Xin Yi really come back last night?

"Which sachet is going to be worn today?"

Shao Nanzhi thought about things and replied casually: "It's the one who fell on the red plum in the snow yesterday." ”

Twilight hurriedly went to look for her makeup, let her turn left and right, and not the sachet embroidered with the snow falling red plum, she was anxious: "Niangniang, that sachet is gone." ”

Shao Nanzhi was stunned for a moment, and looked for it in the house with her, even took the cloak he wore last night and shook it, but he didn't see the sachet.

"Oh no, it can't be the Imperial Garden last night."

Shao Nanzhi stopped rummaging, frowned, and said, "You let Ah Chou look for it." ”

"Yes."

After waiting for an hour, Ah Chou came back, and when Shao Nanzhi saw his face, he understood that he had not found it.

"That's it, you pay attention, you can't stir up a stir at this time." Shao Nanzhi pondered for a moment before he said slowly.

"Yes, the slave knows."

The next day, when Shao Nanzhi woke up, she saw a sachet of red plums lying quietly next to the pillow, she picked up the sachet and muttered, "Sister Xinyi, are you back?" ”

On the first seven days, in addition to Queen Shao Nanzhi, there was also the little palace maid who saw it in Zhaoyang Palace that time.

And Wei Xinyi's family, who burned paper for her, did not have a single one, Wei Xinyi was robbed of the title for murdering the emperor's heir, and was reduced to a promise, and finally killed in Jiaofang Palace with a cane in court.

Even Wei Xinyi's father and brother were implicated, and both were demoted to Lingnan.

They estimated that it was too late to complain about her now, so how could they think that the first seven would burn some paper money for her.

Concubine Shu was sick, the illness was menacing, Emperor Wen was distressed, and stayed in Zhaoyang Palace overnight, but Concubine Shu did not show signs of improvement, and the fever did not go away.

Emperor Wen was furious, picked up the teacup in his hand and smashed it at the imperial doctor who was kneeling on the ground: "Quimp! A bunch of quacks! What do I want you to do! ”

The imperial doctors said in unison, "The emperor is angry. ”

Shaoguang on the side wanted to speak and stopped, but it attracted Emperor Wen's sideways.

"Say whatever you want!"

Shaoguang bit his lip and knelt on the ground with a puff: "The emperor forgives the sin, the slave just feels strange." ”

"Say."

"It's not on the side, the slave is just suspicious, Zhaoyang Palace is not clean."

Emperor Wen scolded: "Presumptuous! ”

Shaoguang hurriedly kowtowed and cried: "Your Majesty, even though Niangniang is kind-hearted, but Concubine Rong is not, she poisoned the imperial heir and deserved to die, but Niangniang did have a fever on the first seven days of Concubine Rong." ”

Emperor Wen let out a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Slut Wei, he really won't repent even if he dies!"

Shaoguang lowered his head, tears crackling and falling, but there was a smile in his eyes.

The two eunuchs and palace maids, who were frightened mad by Juqi, were soon found drowned in a well, and the other was found hanging from the beams of the house.

The little eunuch died when he died, he had no obsession, and he was taken to reincarnate by black and white impermanence.

But the palace maid named Banxia became a ghost, and she was full of resentment and wanted to come to Maki Qi for revenge, but she was swallowed by Maki Qi, a new ghost, Maki swallowed her, and her cultivation did not change much.

However, Banxia's cause and effect was wrong, she did help Yan Ruyu with advice, so Ying Qi scared her crazy, and it was the cause and effect that could be constructed.

But Banxia died, but instead of looking for the person who pushed her into the well, he came to find Maki Qi.

You deserve to be swallowed!

Emperor Wen's movements were very fast, and the next day, a ritual was placed in front of Zhaoyang Palace, if it was a general excess, it was just a water and land dojo, but this time Emperor Wen made up his mind to let the Wei family disappear, didn't she refuse to be reincarnated and had to come back to harm Yu'er! He wanted her to never be in the afterlife!

Ying Qi knew that Yan Ruyu was pretending to be sick in order to find someone to exorcise ghosts.

There are three long incense sticks lit on the desk, a piece of yellow rune paper with her birthday written on it, the Taoist priest holds a peachwood sword, a sword pierces the yellow rune paper, and there are words in his mouth.

Lao Dao chose to practice at noon, which was the time when yang energy was at its peak.

In the cold palace, Ying Qi suddenly felt a headache, as if she was burned by the fire of purgatory, she couldn't help but kneel on the ground, panting, her face was painful, and her long nails were stuck on the ground.

Seeing this, Hua Qing was frightened.

Concubine Li pursed her lips, the red fingertips on her fingers suddenly became an inch long, and a suffocating yin qi enveloped the entire hall.

Her voice echoed through the temple, eerie.

"Old-fashioned! You don't look at cause and effect when you catch ghosts, but you are not afraid that the king of Yama in the underworld will find you! ”

The people in front of Zhaoyang Palace couldn't hear Concubine Li's thousand-mile transmission, Lao Dao's hand brandishing the peachwood sword paused, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes, four hundred and eighty years of powerful ghosts!

He wiped away the surprise in his eyes, withdrew his peachwood sword, and twisted a handful of snow-white beards.

Lao Dao is different from ordinary warlocks, he does have some ability, that is, when he encounters this 480-year-old ghost, he can also be an enemy, but the words of this ghost really reminded him that he had been summoning this ghost who only needed to be collected, but the ghost did not come.

Naturally, he didn't know the cause and effect.

But since there is cause and effect, he is still very principled.

Seeing that Lao Dao had withdrawn his hand, Emperor Wen immediately asked, "Dare to ask the Heavenly Master, can the evil ghost be subdued?" ”

Zhang Tianshi twisted his beard in a tricky way, and said slowly: "Your Majesty, the poor road has been suppressed with a charm, and the emperor's true dragon son is in charge of the entire imperial city, and no matter how powerful the ghost is, he will not dare to come out." ”

This is what Emperor Wen said.

Zhang Tianshi's eyes flashed slightly, if he wasn't a good gambler and owed a lot of debts, he wouldn't reveal this list!

When the debt was repaid this time, he went to the south, and the black gas hung over the emperor's head, thinking that the people's grievances had accumulated a lot.

Hua Qing saw that Ying Qi had come over, and immediately stepped forward to help her up.

Concubine Li frowned and said, "It seems that I have to help you raise the devil as soon as possible." ”

On this day, when Emperor Wen went to court, Ying Qi stayed far away outside the Jinluan Palace, waiting for the Duke of Qingguo to come out.

I don't know if it's her delusion, she always feels that Emperor Wen's true dragon qi has been a little weaker recently than in the past.

Ying Qi sat on the white marble railing, raised his eyes to look at the blue-gray cloudy sky in winter, and pouted, Yan Ruyu's illness has been cured in the past few days, she and Emperor Wen must be dry firewood every night, and Longjin has reached Yan Ruyu's body, no wonder Emperor Wen's true dragon qi has weakened a little.

The courtiers who went down to the court walked out of the Jinluan Hall in twos and threes.

Ying Qi raised his eyes to look at the crowd, searching for Qingguo Gong.

When her eyes wandered, she unexpectedly met a pair of cold eyes, and the person glanced at Ying Qi as if he was nothing, and his official robe lined his long figure, and his thin lips slightly drooped made him not angry and arrogant.

His gaze only glanced at Ju Qi, and he unintentionally moved away for a moment.

The jade on the ring flashed slightly, and Ju Qi was stunned.

Is it him, Zuo Xiangwei Dynasty?