eurekapd Chapter 204: Forcing his first wife, the empress, to confess?
Chapter 204: Forcing his first wife, the empress, to confess?
Chu Qingyin's face was deathly pale, making the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows appear even more vivid.
"Yinyin, are you alright?!"
Pei Yuanling panicked for a moment and quickly pulled the two of them into his arms, but then he heard a woman's shrill voice coming from inside the hall.
"Empress Wang, do you still recognize me?"
The dark figure emitted a low, eerie hum, the very voice of the late Imperial Concubine.
Empress Wang stared in terror, her eyes wide, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
"No, impossible! You were clearly dead, how could you..."
Empress Wang was incoherent; she never imagined that the sorceress could actually summon the vengeful spirit of the late Consort.
"died?"
The vengeful spirit of the late Consort let out a chilling laugh, making the already cold palace even more eerie and terrifying: "I died an unjust death, so how could I easily let go of those in the palace who harmed me? Wang, you have ruined me so badly..."
As these venomous words fell, a sudden gust of wind swept through the hall, causing the candlelight to flicker violently and almost go out.
Empress Wang's legs went weak, and she collapsed to her knees with a thud.
"It wasn't me, it wasn't me, don't come any closer..."
Empress Wang collapsed to the ground in a panic, her voice trembling with tears, her usual composure and self-control completely gone.
"Who else could it be but you!"
The dark figure's voice grew increasingly shrill as she cried out, "Who else could it be but you!"
"It was...it was Consort Shu...she did all of this!"
Empress Wang was on the verge of collapse. "Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor. Go find her!"
"Consort Shu?"
The shadowy, vengeful spirit let out a hoarse, cold laugh. "She's already dead, yet you still try to smear her. Wang, you're truly vicious!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the wronged spirit transformed into a black gust of wind and rushed towards Empress Wang.
Upon hearing this, Empress Wang's pupils constricted instantly, and she crawled backward.
No, no!
How could it know that Consort Shu was dead?
Could it be that the spirits left behind in this world can still absorb information about this world?
No, that's impossible!
Almost instantly, she realized what was happening and roared, "Who are you! How dare you play tricks on me like this!"
Seemingly realizing its slip of the tongue, the "vengeful spirit" that had transformed into a black whirlwind abruptly stopped in mid-air, letting out a sharp, piercing laugh: "Wang! You really won't shed a tear until you're in the netherworld..."
It suddenly charged towards Empress Wang, its movements unpredictable and increasingly shrill: "You still won't admit that you killed me! That cup of poison was clearly delivered by a eunuch from your palace!"
"no!"
Empress Wang gritted her teeth, blood seeping from the corner of her lips, but the light in her eyes kept flickering.
If it were someone impersonating another, how would they know about the poisoned wine?
She clearly did it extremely discreetly, and even staged the scene to look like a suicide.
"It wasn't me..."
"It wasn't me!"
Empress Wang shook her head frantically, her hair disheveled, her eyes filled with fear, her scarlet pupils almost piercing through the other person.
After a long silence, she forced herself to stand up, her voice suddenly rising in a trembling voice, as if summoned by some unknown source of courage: "No matter what, I am still the Empress of Daqing! How dare you filthy creatures act so presumptuously and disturb the peace of the harem?"
As she spoke, she pulled out a handful of yellow talismans from somewhere and sprinkled them directly into the array that was emitting eerie black threads.
"Today, no matter what you are, you will all be sent to hell!"
Seeing that things were going badly, the sorceress hurriedly shouted, "Your Majesty! Do not anger it!"
She hadn't expected that Wang would be so resilient, able to regain her senses under such circumstances.
"You witch! Now that it has appeared, why don't you subdue it!"
Empress Wang rebuked sharply, "Do you expect me to be torn to pieces like this?!"
Seeing that she couldn't get any more information out of him, the sorceress glanced at the man in blue standing beside Pei Yuanling, who nodded slightly.
She then bluntly declared, "You fiend, be punished!"
She quickly formed hand seals while chanting incantations.
In an instant, the yellow talisman paper sprinkled into the formation seemed to be drawn by an invisible force and spontaneously combusted, the raging flames instantly engulfing the dark figure.
"what--"
The dark figure let out a painful scream, the sound echoing throughout the palace, sending chills down everyone's spine.
Upon seeing this, Empress Wang broke out in a cold sweat.
The scene before her was so bizarre that she couldn't believe it.
The sorceress's forehead was also covered in fine beads of sweat, and her face grew increasingly pale, but she still gritted her teeth and persevered.
"Voice..."
A flicker of disbelief crossed Pei Yuanling's eyes; he actually mistook the dark figure for Chu Qingyin's soul and wanted to step forward to stop it.
Upon seeing this, Chu Qingyin quickly covered her forehead with one hand and tightly gripped his robe with the other, saying, "Your Majesty, my head hurts so much."
Pei Yuanling turned around and saw a lively face, instantly snapping back to reality.
He quickly pulled her into his arms and covered her eyes with his hand, saying, "Don't be afraid."
"I'm right here, you'll be alright..." He gently patted Chu Qingyin's back.
Yes, his Yinyin has already returned. That dark figure is not Yinyin.
When putting on a show, you have to go all the way.
The sorceress then poured the remaining blood into the formation, and the dark shadow truly vanished. The gale in the side hall dissipated, and everything finally returned to calm.
Empress Wang collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath. Her face was deathly pale, like paper.
Pei Yuanling strode forward, looked down at her, and said coldly, "Empress, is Consort Chu's death related to you or not?"
Empress Wang, who had just regained some consciousness, looked up in disbelief when she heard his question.
Before her stood the man she loved, his handsome face cold and aloof, his eyes devoid of any concern.
Empress Wang's lips trembled slightly, her eyes filled with hurt, and she no longer addressed him respectfully as "Your Majesty": "Pei Yuanling, you actually doubt me too?"
She struggled to her feet, her hair disheveled, her former noble demeanor completely gone.
She had been the Empress of Daqing for five whole years. When had she ever been in such a sorry state?
Pei Yuanling remained unmoved, stepped forward, and said in an icy voice, "You poisoned Yinyin, didn't you?"
"Hahahahaha..."
Empress Wang burst into laughter, her laughter filled with sorrow. Could it be that this whole drama tonight was actually arranged by Pei Yuanling?
Is he trying to force his first wife, the empress, to confess his crimes just because of a woman who is already dead?
"Very well, very well indeed! Pei Yuanling, after all these years, don't you know how I feel about you? How could I possibly harm Chu Qingyin!" Empress Wang denied it directly.
As she spoke, she looked at the woman hiding behind Pei Yuanling, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes, "As for her, she only looks somewhat similar to that person, yet you indulge and pamper her so much."
Empress Wang felt a deep sadness. She staggered several steps before standing up, swaying as she looked at the man she had loved for so many years.
I found it all utterly absurd and laughable.
"Pei Yuanling, Pei Yuanling, do you love Chu Qingyin, or just her face?"