The regent's spoiled princess wakes up

Chapter 96 Blood Curse

Not long after, Qingyuan's face turned red where it had just been stained with tea, like fresh blood.

Nanny Chang immediately panicked, pulled her sleeves and exclaimed, "Princess!"

The old lady was in a hurry, and called her the princess.

Zhao Shuang returned the tea to Xiangxia and stood up, "She is indeed under a spell, or a blood curse. On the first day of this spell, you only need to bathe in hot water to break half of the spell. After six days , take a bath with hot water every day, and the curse can be completely resolved. But now it has been delayed for seven days, and I am afraid that she will not survive tomorrow."

"Then what should I do?" Nanny Chang hated herself for bumping around like a headless chicken a few days ago. She should have invited her to treat Qing Yuan long ago, but she even sealed her in the lotus with talisman paper. In the Xiangge.

"Right now, the only option is to fight with the person who cast the spell." The woman in yellow paced back and forth beside the bed, "The blood curse is when the caster bets his own life to cast a spell on someone. Many people know this spell. It is common to use one's own lifespan or fortune to exchange for other people's illness or death. To undo this curse, one must have higher morals and fate than the one who cast the curse, otherwise not only cannot undo the curse, but will also be implicated."

No wonder Daoist Xiao just looked at it, then sighed and never came again.

"Then... can you do it?" Nanny Chang asked anxiously.

Zhao Shuang glanced at the woman in Tsing Yi who was sleeping on the couch, and felt that she was not annoying, but rather kind, so she ordered the little maid beside her, "Xiang Xia, go get some more spirits!"

The little maid in pink hurriedly stepped back and brought up a jug of wine and a wine glass, "Princess, this bamboo leaf wine was brewed last year, do you think it can be used?"

Zhao Shuang poured a glass of bamboo leaf wine, sniffed it lightly, it was just right.

Holding the wine glass, she walked to the sleeping couch, gently wiped the blood on Qing Yuan's face with her hands, and then put her fingers into the wine glass. The wine in the glass first showed a light red color, and then returned to colorless.

Zhao bowed his head and sniffed it, then carefully tasted it.Fortunately, although alcohol is strong, she can handle it.

If the way of the person who cast the curse is worse than her own, the blood-stained liquor will burn her throat like fire, otherwise, it means that the way of the person who cast the curse is not as good as her own.

"I can undo this curse." Zhao Shuang bit her finger, dripped a drop of blood into the wine glass, muttered something after mixing well, and sprinkled the wine on Qing Yuan's face.

Not long after, the red blood stains on Qing Yuan's face gradually faded, and her pale complexion became rosy.

Nanny Chang probed with her hand, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.Although it was weak, the woman in Tsing Yi had already breathed out.

"Xiangxia, go and sprinkle this wine outside the bedroom door." Zhao Shuang handed the rest of the wine to Xiangxia, then turned to Nanny Chang and said, "The person who performed the spell is very skilled. After Qingyuan wakes up, You ask her if she has offended anyone."

"Yes, this old servant knows." Nanny Chang nodded repeatedly.

"Master, please." At this moment, Yang Xuan's voice came from outside the door.

Everyone in the room looked around and saw a nun wearing a monk's hat walking in following the regent.

The nun has a delicate face, clear eyes, and lustrous skin that does not show her age, but she has a pair of white eyebrows, and her eyes are distant and arrogant, like an outsider.

"His Royal Highness, poor nun Jingyi." The nun came in, glanced at the bedroom, first clasped her hands together at Zhao Shuang, and made a Buddhist salute.

"Master, please be polite." Zhao Shuang returned a Buddhist ceremony, wondering in her heart, it was the first time she saw this nun, how could she recognize her at a glance?

Seeing her in Fanshuang Palace, Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment, "You...why are you here?"

I haven't seen him for a few days, today he is wearing a black brocade gown with a round collar embroidered with cranes, his hair is neatly combed, and he is still handsome, but there seems to be a cloud of sadness between his brows that cannot be relieved.

"Nurse Chang invited me to treat Qingyuan." Zhao Shuang did not hide behind him briskly as usual, but stepped aside and moved a place for Master Jingyi.

The nun sat on the couch, first took Qing Yuan's pulse, then checked the traces of tea and alcohol on her face, slightly raised the corners of her mouth and said, "My lord, don't worry, the spell on Miss Qing Yuan has been solved."

When everyone heard this, their hearts that had been hanging for a long time were finally relieved.

"Thank you, Mrs. Yang." Yang Xuan cupped his hands and saluted.

"The poor nun has not finished speaking, my lord," Jing Yi raised her eyes to look at the man in the black brocade robe, "The poor nun still has something to say."

Yang Xuan understood, and dispatched the servants in the palace.

Nanny Chang led a few young ladies in a hurry to leave.

"Isn't the lord curious...why does Qingyuan have the memory of Princess Chaohua?" After Jingyi finished speaking, she glanced at the woman in yellow on the opposite side of him, seeing that she seemed to keep a distance from Yang Xuan on purpose, bending slightly lips.

The man in black was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Isn't she... the reincarnation of Princess Chaohua?"

Jingyi shook her head, pointed at Zhao Shuang and said, "Princess Zhaohua is not dead, what reincarnation is she?"

"Please make it clear, Master!" Yang Xuan clasped his fists and bowed solemnly to Jingyi, "This king has long felt that this matter is strange, but the only person who knew about it was Qingwu Guoshi, and no one knew about it after the Guoshi wandered around. What happened back then."

Hearing this, Zhao Shuang only felt a buzzing in her head.Isn't this Qingyuan Princess Chaohua?
Just now the nun pointed at herself again, saying that Princess Chaohua is not dead, what does that mean?
"Doesn't the lord feel that the wangfei is... a little different from ordinary people?" Jing Yi glanced at Zhao Shuang, and saw the woman in yellow trembling all over, "Although the wangfei has practiced for many years and possesses the skills of immortality, she still has a good understanding of the world. But like an ignorant child..."

"This king really thinks that the princess... seems to have something missing in her mind, always doing strange things." Yang Xuan also glanced at Zhao Shuang, "I thought she was... sleepy for too long, sleepy gone."

"Who...who did something strange?" Zhao Shuang gave him a displeased look.

I just helped him save Qingyuan, but he actually... called himself stupid in a disguised form?
"Princess, be safe and don't be impatient." Jingyi looked Zhao Shuang up and down, and said slowly, "My lord, Qingyuan is not Princess Chaohua, the real Princess Chaohua is the concubine."

"Master, there are no outsiders here, please tell me clearly." Yang Xuan took a step forward, ignored the objection of the woman in yellow, took her hand and stood aside, listening to Jing Yi's words.

"Princess Zhaohua back then was the fate of Zhenguo Anbang. When she was born, the capital was surrounded by white birds and the sky was full of neon lights." Jingyi sat on the edge of the couch, tilted her head and looked at the girl in yellow beside the regent, said, " Princess Chaohua was taught by Qing Wu Guoshi since she was a child, and her martial arts skills are very strong, but unfortunately she was injured by the demon Taoist spirit in the battle of the Northern Territory, and she had no breath when she returned to Shangjing."

"Master, this king knows all these things. Later, the queen couldn't accept the death of the princess, so she ordered Master Qing Wu to use the cloud fragrance couch to preserve the princess' body." Yang Xuan glanced at the cloud fragrance couch in the corner of the bedroom. , the Yunxiang couch is still surrounded by clouds and fog until now, except for Zhao Shuang, as long as someone approaches it, it will be like triggering some mechanism, thunder and lightning.

(End of this chapter)