The regent's spoiled princess wakes up

Chapter 55: Evil (Part [-])

"Just now... Madam Cui told me that a night watchman in the Duke's Mansion died this morning. The dead man was the same as the case in the city a few days ago. His blood was sucked dry from his body. It was extremely terrifying!" Xiangxia said. She stepped forward and took Zhao Shuang's arm, "Princess, Cui Momo said, the Duke please go and have a look!"

"Master Jing Zhaoyin is investigating the case, what do you want me to see?" Zhao Shuang asked suspiciously.

"Knowing that a young servant has died, the Duke immediately drew his sword and wanted to take the life of the Duke's wife. The Duke's wife begged for mercy loudly, saying that it was none of his business. The two had been arguing for a long time, but the Duke was not ruthless. Make up your mind." Xiangxia said while gesticulating, "Seeing that it was going to be night again, the Duke was afraid that the old lady would turn into a female ghost again and go out to commit murder, so he ordered someone to tie the old lady's hands and feet and lock her up. Mother Cui Seeing the Duke's wife crying pitifully, I just... want to ask you to intercede."

Zhao Shuang hesitated.It stands to reason that Mrs. Li was wearing the amulet she gave her, so the evil spirit should not dare to approach her. According to Xiangxia, she was possessed by the evil spirit. From this point of view, the evil spirit is quite powerful. Maybe it's not an opponent, do you want to go to this muddy water?
There was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door, and then Qiu Xin's voice came in, "Report to Princess Qi, Yongchang is here."

Chen Yang?What is he here for?
"No! Just say that this palace is going to the Duke's mansion to visit his parents!" Zhao Shuang pulled the Duke and his wife out to block Chen Yang.

"Yes." Qiu Xin went downstairs to dismiss Chen Yang.

Zhao Shuang asked Nanny Cui to go back first, and after eating some dinner, she and Xiang Xia went to the Duke's Mansion to visit Mrs. Li.

The Duke's Mansion and the Prince Regent's Mansion are just separated by a wall.Because of the close distance, the two did not take a carriage or sedan chair, but walked there.

"Princess, this lantern of yours doesn't seem to belong to our palace, does it?" Xiang Xia held up the lantern in her hand and looked carefully.

Everything used in the palace has the mark of the Prince Regent's Mansion, but there is no mark on this oiled paper lantern, and a clump of black bamboo is painted on the white oiled paper.

"Well," Zhao Shuang recalled, it was brought back from Cheng Qian last night, "I bought it last night...on the road."

This lantern seemed ordinary, so she took it last night, and when she held it in her hand, she realized that there seemed to be a strong spiritual power attached to the lantern, as if made by an expert, and ordinary evil spirits would retreat three feet when they saw it.

The two walked to the side door of the nearby Duke's Mansion, a servant girl ran in to communicate, and another servant girl led the two of them in.

As night fell, although the courtyard of the Duke's Mansion was large, there were not many people.

There was silence all around.

It was the first time for Zhao Shuang to come back to the Duke's Mansion, and he did not expect to be in such a situation.Before, I wanted to visit Yang Ling and Li Shi with Yang Xuan, but I never found the opportunity.

"Princess, I heard that the evil spirit likes to eat men's blood, so as women... we should be safe, right?" Xiangxia asked timidly.

"Generally, evil spirits like young men, but if they are hungry, they won't be picky eaters." Zhao Shuang said softly while looking at the movement around him, "The lady of the country has an order, and this evil spirit dares to possess her On the body, I think... I am afraid it is not a simple lonely ghost."

The Great Zhou Dynasty had been peaceful for many years, and it was a time of great peace and prosperity. The upper capital was under the feet of the emperor, and ordinary evil spirits would not dare to come out.

Zhao Shuang, an ordinary lonely and wild ghost, was not worried. He was afraid that the evil spirit would be instructed by an expert, or that he might have obtained the cultivation base of an expert by chance.

"Then...then what should we do? The prince is not in the capital, if something happens, we can't deal with it..." Xiangxia moved slowly, rolled her eyes and said, "Princess, why don't you write Send a letter, let the prince come back quickly!"

"My lord is away and has many things to deal with. How can we make him worry?" Zhao Shuang shook his head, "Besides, there is no time..."

Yang Xuan is a genius of heaven, Zhao Shuang has long seen that this person is a treasure for guarding against evil spirits and cultivating essence, so he hugged this golden thigh tightly early in the morning.

It's just a pity that this golden thigh is not in Shangjing now.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a woman's crying.

"Sister Linglan, whose cry is this?" Xiang Xia asked the maid who was leading the way.

"This cry is from the Duke's wife." The little maid was wearing a water-blue dress, with good features but a bitter face, pointing in the direction of a wing to the east.

"Madam's crying?" Zhao Shuang frowned and looked at the wing that Ling Lan pointed to.

It was clearly the cry of a young woman, the voice was shrill, Li's voice was hoarse, and the tone was not right.

"Back to the princess, the old lady is locked in the East Wing by the master, but...she may have changed," Ling Lan looked at the night and gestured with her hand, "The evil spirit will show its original shape at night, the princess... ...Please come with your slaves."

The servant girl led them through the veranda and walked towards the east courtyard, and heard the cries getting louder, as if they were still talking about something, the words were sincere.

Listening carefully, the woman's voice came from a lit room.

Zhao Shuang took down a peach-wood sword from his waist, and slowly approached the wing room. When he was close to the door, he quietly glanced into the room through the crack of the door.

An oil lamp was lit in the side room, and the big flame reflected the square inch in front of the table.

Mrs. Li, the duke's wife, was tied tightly to a chair. There were two people sitting on either side of the small table in front of the window, as if they were interrogating Li.

Grandpa Yang Ling was dressed in a royal blue brocade robe, and his gray hair was neatly combed. His figure and face were somewhat similar to Yang Xuan's, but he was older and his momentum was a little weaker. "Quickly tell me! Who are you?" who?"

Mrs. Li lowered her head and whimpered, "Master, you and I have been husband and wife for decades, why don't you even recognize me as a concubine?"

"Wangfei, Mrs. Guo's hair..." Xiangxia suddenly covered her mouth, too frightened to speak.

Zhao Shuang suddenly noticed that Li Shi's white hair had become jet-black and shiny, and when she looked closely, the wrinkles on her face and neck had also disappeared, except that her clothes had not changed, as if she had changed into a young woman.

"Xiexiong!" Yang Ling stood up, walked around the chair twice with his hands behind his back, "If you don't say anything, I'll wait for Mrs. Jingyi to come and take you in!"

Mrs. Jingyi...Zhao Shuang glanced at the lantern in Xiangxia's hand. It seemed that Mrs. Jingyi was very famous in the capital, and she should be an expert.

"What?" Mrs. Li on the chair slowly raised her head, and it turned out to be a strange young woman's face, "Master, don't you remember my concubine's identity?"

Yang Ling squinted his eyes to see the face clearly, and suddenly took two steps back in fright, pulled the man on the couch by the shoulder and shook it violently, "Cheng Shaoqing, look!"

Although Cheng Qian was sitting, he was holding a bronze sword in his hand, pointed at the woman and said, "Xie Chong, if you don't tell me, today I will use this Tianfang sword to chop off your soul!"

This Tianfang sword is an ancient divine sword, and it is also an ancestral inheritance of the Cheng family.

Recently, strange incidents have happened frequently in Shangjing. When the case came to Weiwei's mansion, it naturally fell into Cheng Qian's hands.

(End of this chapter)