eurekapd Chapter 203 Your Majesty, My Head Is So Dizzy
Chapter 203 Your Majesty, My Head Is So Dizzy
Pei Yuanling did not respond immediately. His gaze shifted back and forth between the sorceress and Empress Wang, as if trying to glean some clues from their expressions.
"Your Majesty, this matter is of great importance. I hope Your Majesty will reconsider."
Chen Zhongliang, standing to the side, cautiously offered his words, breaking the oppressive silence.
Empress Wang gritted her teeth, her expression somewhat anxious, "Your Majesty, if we can use this opportunity to completely resolve this trouble, what harm is there in taking a risk?"
These days, she's been tormented by nightmares and can't care about anything else.
Pei Yuanling frowned and pondered for a long time before saying in a low voice, "If that's the case, then let's do as Granny Zhou said and have the Empress go to the Cold Palace."
He paused for a moment, then gave the sorceress another deep look. “However, we must proceed with caution. If anything seems amiss, we must immediately cease the ritual.”
"This old woman obeys the decree."
The sorceress knelt down and bowed respectfully.
This matter concerned the reputation of the palace, and not many people knew the inside story.
However, it's not easy to go to great lengths to perform rituals in the side hall of the Cold Palace without leaving a trace and completely concealing the truth.
Pei Yuanling was troubled by this for several days, and finally called Lu Zhiheng to come and offer advice.
Inside the Imperial Study.
Upon learning of this, Lu Zhiheng first feigned surprise, then frowned slightly: "Your Majesty, the Master did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits. This matter is far too shocking."
He cupped his hands and said, “Since the late Consort Gui has passed away from illness, why insist on bothering the Empress? Besides, the Cold Palace is a place where abandoned concubines lived, and it is filled with yin energy. If we act rashly, it may cause unnecessary trouble.”
"How could I not know?"
Pei Yuanling rubbed his temples, looking exhausted: "It's just that the Empress has been tormented by nightmares for a long time and is almost unrecognizable. If we don't resolve this soon, I won't be able to bear it. Besides, that sorceress spoke with such certainty that there might indeed be ghosts haunting the Cold Palace."
Lu Zhiheng sneered inwardly, but remained outwardly calm. He lowered his eyes and said, "Why don't you send all those abandoned concubines in the Cold Palace to a temple to pray for blessings, and then perform a ritual in the Cold Palace under the pretext of exorcising evil spirits? That would shut up any gossip."
Upon hearing this, Pei Yuanling pondered for a moment before finally nodding.
Let's do it this way.
He had only been on the throne for five years, and most of the concubines in the cold palace were former concubines left behind by the previous emperor, so they were easy to deal with.
Now that Lu Zhiheng was aware of this matter, he didn't mind if the other party got involved more, so he let Lu Zhiheng take full charge of the process.
Three days later.
All the abandoned concubines in the Cold Palace were sent to temples, leaving the entire Cold Palace empty.
The sorceress spent a whole day and night setting up the spell in the cold palace, finally completing it at midnight.
As for exorcising evil spirits, the other concubines avoided it like the plague, fearing they would be tainted by bad luck.
Therefore, at this moment, only Empress Wang and the sorceress were in this desolate side hall.
Empress Wang stood in this side hall, with no one behind her. A white gauze was wrapped around her wrist, from which blood seeped out. It was a wound left from the bloodletting during the formation.
In the center of the side hall was a huge magic circle drawn with cinnabar. The area around it was filled with soul-summoning banners and candlesticks. The eerie green candlelight flickered in the night wind, making her figure look distorted and strange.
The sorceress, dressed in a black robe and holding a peach wood sword, chanted incantations.
Suddenly, she spat out a mouthful of strong liquor, which landed on the magic circle. Instantly, the magic circle shone brightly, and a strong smell of blood filled the air, causing people to frown and back away.
Judging from his posture, he actually seems to have some real skills.
"Your Majesty, the time has come. Please stand in the center of the magic array."
The sorceress's voice echoed in the empty side hall, carrying an indescribable eeriness.
Empress Wang took a deep breath, suppressing her inner fear, and slowly walked into the magic circle.
Her heart was pounding, and with every step she took, she felt as if countless eyes were watching her from the darkness.
The moment she stood still, the surrounding banners for summoning souls moved on their own without any wind, making a rustling sound.
Pei Yuanling stood outside the hall dressed in a black robe, his figure blending into the darkness, his eyes dark and brooding as he stared intently at the two people inside.
"His Majesty……"
Just then, a familiar voice came from behind.
When he turned around, he saw Chu Qingyin standing in the night.
She was alone, wearing a thin, simple white dress, her face, devoid of makeup, held an unreadable expression.
"Yinyin, what brings you here?"
Pei Yuanling's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly lowered his voice, afraid of disturbing the two people in the side hall.
"I was feeling very anxious at night and missed Your Majesty so much that I unknowingly came here."
Chu Qingyin pouted, her tone full of grievance, "I came here to find His Majesty, but I didn't expect to see such a strange scene. Your Majesty, what is going on?"
Pei Yuanling frowned.
She felt sorry for Chu Qingyin who had come looking for her late at night, but she was also worried that she would be drawn into this dangerous situation.
He sighed deeply, stepped forward, and said softly, "Yinyin, it's dangerous here. You should go back first. I'll come see you after I've dealt with things here."
Chu Qingyin shook her head and tugged at Pei Yuanling's sleeve: "Your Majesty, I will not leave. I am afraid."
She paused for a moment, then glanced inside again: "Besides, this place is so eerie, how can I let Your Majesty be here alone?"
Pei Yuanling wanted to persuade her again, but seeing that Chu Qingyin's eyes were red and she looked like she was about to cry, he finally softened.
"Very well, then you shall stand behind me, without making a sound, and without moving."
"it is good."
Chu Qingyin nodded obediently, then hid behind Pei Yuanling and secretly looked into the side hall.
The sorceress was seen brandishing a peach wood sword while chanting incantations.
Empress Wang stood in the center of the magic array, her expression one of terror.
Suddenly, the sorceress shouted and plunged the peach wood sword in her hand into the magic circle.
In an instant, the magic array shone brightly, and a powerful force surged from it, enveloping Empress Wang.
"what--"
Empress Wang let out a painful scream, her body trembling uncontrollably.
"Wang, someone died in this hall because of you, and their spirit is restless. Do you acknowledge it?"
The sorceress shouted loudly, and the soul-summoning banner in her hand fluttered in the wind, while the three clear bell sounds entered people's souls.
Empress Wang was taken aback when the old woman asked the question so bluntly, and for a moment she was speechless.
Her pupils contracted slightly as she stared intently at the other person, her lips moving but not uttering a single word.
Upon seeing this, the sorceress stared intently at her with her murky eyes, as if trying to see through her very soul.
"Your Majesty, that vengeful spirit haunts you day and night. If you do not acknowledge it, I have no way to dispel it and send it to reincarnation."
Empress Wang bit her lower lip tightly, and perhaps from the force, a few drops of blood seeped out.
She was both shocked and angry, but dared not speak easily.
This question is clearly pushing her to the brink!
If they admit it, they are admitting their guilt; if they deny it, they fear the sorceress will use some other tricks.
"I do not acknowledge it."
Empress Wang's hazy eyes cleared instantly, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "How can I admit to something I didn't do? You vixen, don't even think about deceiving me here!"
As if she had anticipated this response, the sorceress's lips curled into a sinister smile. "Your Majesty, even now, do you still intend to deny it?"
After saying that, she quickly changed her hand seals.
A wisp of black smoke rose from the magic circle, gradually coalescing into a blurry human figure.
Outside the hall, Pei Yuanling's expression gradually darkened.
His fingers, tightly clenched in his sleeve, gradually tightened into a fist.
Just then, Chu Qingyin, who was hiding behind him, cried out in pain, and her face turned pale.
She swayed precariously and hurriedly tugged at the sleeve of the man beside her: "Your Majesty, I...I feel so dizzy."