Palace.

The emperor sat alone in the hall, staring at the smoke rising from the incense burner, and felt chills behind him.

The inner 'chamberlain' walked over lightly and put a blanket on the emperor's lap.

"Your Majesty, it's not too early, so it's better to rest early. ”

The emperor shook his head slightly, "Is there any news of the crown prince?"

The prince sent the Eighth Highness to the north, and he should start to return when he counted the time, but there was no news in the past few days.

"In the last few days, the weather in various places has been abnormal, and thunderstorms have continued, so I am afraid that the itinerary has been blocked. The inner 'waiter' comforted, "There will be news in two days when the rain stops." ”

The inner 'servant' thought that the emperor was worried about his son, but when he peeked at the emperor's face, he was shocked to see that the other party's eyes were not 'showing' love, but 'shooting' a cold light.

The inner 'waiter' was frightened and hurriedly lowered his head.

Sure enough, the filial piety of the father and the son is not seen in the royal family.

"Is it because of the rainstorm?" said the emperor, "It's okay......"

The inner 'servant' didn't understand what it meant.

Why did the prince say that the prince was 'yin' due to the heavy rain, and the emperor still said that it was good?

At this moment, His Highness had someone say, "Floating life asks to see." ”

The emperor immediately regained his 'spirit' and said the word "please".

From outside the hall walked in a lay disciple dressed in monk's robes, but he was only seven or eight years old, with his hair draped and no ornaments on his body.

"The master asked the little monk to send the things that the emperor wanted. As he spoke, he handed over the things in his hand to the inner 'attendant'.

The inner 'servant' stepped forward to take it, and saw that it was a scripture used in the sacrifice to the heavens.

"There are high monks. The Emperor nodded.

Fusheng folded his hands and gave a salute, wanting to leave.

"Wait a minute......" the Emperor suddenly stopped him.

"What else is the emperor's business?"

"You...... Wait a minute, I have something to ask you. The Emperor paused, waved his hand and dispersed the people around him.

When only the two of them were left in the hall, the emperor slowly spoke, "I want to ask about the black curse." ”

Fusheng looked at the emperor, "The master has already said it today, what else does the emperor not understand?"

The emperor closed his eyes.

How could he not understand the words of the wine monk, the other party said very clearly, the reason why his body is weak is because he has been hit by the black curse, and the spell has been completed, as long as the spell caster activates, he will die immediately.

It's like being held to the neck by someone else, and whether you live or die, it falls into the hands of others.

As an emperor, how could he tolerate his 'sexual' life in the hands of others.

"Is there really no way to solve it?" the emperor still did not give up.

Fusheng looked at the Emperor again.

"The little monk's cultivation is still shallow, but the master once said that once the spell has been completed, it is difficult to break, and it can only be resolved when the other party launches it. ”

In other words, only when the other party is ready to kill the emperor, the wine-holding monk can break the black curse.

The Emperor frowned.

Fusheng continued, "In the past few days, the dead air has gathered in the sky above the capital, this is the power of the spell caster to collect and launch the spell, the emperor does not have to worry, just according to the master, after the rain weakens, the ceremony of worshipping the heavens will be held in public, and there will naturally be an answer at that time." ”

Fusheng left, and the emperor sat there alone, as if he had been immersed in ice water.

The wine monk never told him who the person who cast the spell was, and he asked about it, but the other party was secretive, and he couldn't force the monk to speak.

But if you want to curse him, you must get the benefit of it.

Looking at the court, there are only a few princes who can benefit from it.

Now there are only the third prince and the sixth prince left in the capital, and he has secretly sent people to keep an eye on it, but he has not found anything abnormal.

The crown prince is not in the capital, only the crown princess presides over the affairs of the palace, and this princess ......

Thinking of the strange puppet brought by Qing Moyan and Ru Xiaonan that day, as well as Lin Jingyi's soul coming out to cry to him, the emperor's heart became more and more 'yin' cold.

Want to die?

How can I be like the queen, the kindness of a 'woman'!

Two days later, the rain subsided.

The emperor personally took his courtiers to the top of the mountain and presided over the ceremony of worshipping the heavens.

Ru Xiaonan was wearing a thick beast wool cloak, still shivering with cold.

It rains heavily in the winter, which is really an abnormal ghost weather.

The ritual of worshiping the heavens was very cumbersome, and it took several hours from the beginning to the end, and Ru Xiaonan's 'legs' were numb.

Several monks took the scriptures from the emperor's hands and placed them on the offering table.

Ru Xiaonan peeked into the crowd of 'female' dependents.

The crown princess was dressed in a graceful outfit and her face was cold.

The puppet in Ru Xiaonan's arms moved.

"Shh......h Now is not the time. She whispered reassuringly.

The puppet doesn't move.

Ru Xiaonan looked up at the altar again.

The emperor was about to walk up to the center of the altar, when at this moment, an inner 'attendant' hurriedly ran over, panting and said, "Your Majesty, there is an urgent report!"

The emperor stopped, his face displeased, "What's the matter, read." ”

The inner 'servant' unfolded an urgent report and read aloud: "The prince returned with the northern tribute through the mountain road, encountered a rainstorm and landslide, and his life and death are unknown!"

When the crowd heard this, there was an uproar.

Many princelings even showed a frightened "look" on their faces.

If the prince is gone, their reliance and future glory and wealth will all be in vain.

"So, the prince is more than lucky?"

“...... I'm afraid I won't be able to come back. ”

"The prince has always been frail, and this weather has encountered landslides...... Hey, I'm afraid it'...... It's hard ......."

The ministers suddenly became 'commotion'.

Ru Xiaonan hugged the doll in her arms tightly, and she noticed that the expression on the princess's face became more and more hideous.

In the sky, 'overcast' clouds gradually converged.

"Boom!" a muffled thunder exploded above the people's heads.

Ru Xiaonan tightened her shoulders.

It's a terrible resentment, like countless ice picks stabbing every part of the body.

Ordinary people can't see this, but her 'yin' and yang eyes can't ignore all this, and in the face of powerful resentful spirits, Ru Xiaonan can't help but have an urge to escape.

But she couldn't take a step back, not a single step.

Qing Moyan is still here, she can't escape by herself.

Suddenly, an arm came out from behind her and wrapped it around her waist.

The familiar smell, as well as the warmth transmitted from behind, diluted the cold resentment around him.

"Qing Moyan?"

"Hmm. ”

"It's scary. ”

"yes. Qing Moyan tightly wrapped her in her arms, but her eyes were staring in the direction of the crown princess, "It seems that she is very hot." ”

The wraith is already mad.

First he lost his most important servant, and now even the fool of the prince is gone.

If the crown prince is really dead, then her previous plan will be completely frustrated.

Do you think there is no way for her to do this? Joke, without the puppet who can '' the indulgence, she is still the most powerful, as long as she eats a few high-ranking monks here, and then curses the emperor, she will devour the entire capital.

"Are you ready?" Qing Moyan's tone was flat, but his body was tense.

Ru Xiaonan nodded her head heavily, and her left hand tightly grasped the puppet in her arms.

Can you let Lin Jingyi take back her body, in one fell swoop!