The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 441 The black curse on the emperor's body angered the Nian Wraith

Chapter 441 The Black Curse on the Emperor's Body Enraged the Millennium Wraith
Royal Palace.

The emperor sat alone in the hall, staring at the smoke curling up from the censer, feeling chills behind him.

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

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, why don't you rest early."

The emperor shook his head lightly, "Is there any news about the prince?"

The prince sent the Eighth Highness to Beifan, and it was time to start returning, but there was no news in the past few days.

"The weather in various places has been abnormal recently, and thunderstorms have continued. I am afraid that the itinerary will be hindered." The servant comforted, "Maybe there will be news when the rain stops in two days."

The servant thought that the emperor was worried about his son, and when he peeked at the emperor's face, he was surprised to see that the other's eyes were not showing kindness, but a cold light.

The servant trembled in fright, and quickly lowered his head.

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

"Is it blocked by the heavy rain?" The emperor said quietly, "That's okay..."

The waiter was puzzled.

Why is it said that the prince was overcast by the rainstorm and the emperor still said yes?

At this moment, someone from His Royal Highness reported, "Floating life, please see me."

The emperor immediately regained his spirits and said "please".

Walking in from outside the hall was a lay disciple wearing a monk's robe, about seven or eight years old, with his hair covered and no accessories on his body.

"The master asked the little monk to bring the things the emperor asked for." He said and handed the things in his hand to the servant.

The servant stepped forward to pick it up, and saw that it was a scripture used for offering sacrifices to heaven.

"Thank you, eminent monk." The emperor nodded.

Fu Sheng clasped his hands together, gave a salute, and wanted to say goodbye.

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

"What else is the emperor doing?"

"You... wait a minute, I want to ask you something." The emperor paused, and waved away the people around him.

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

Fu Sheng looked at the emperor, "Master has already said it today, what else does the emperor not understand?"

The emperor closed his eyes.

How could he not understand what the wine monk said, the other party said very clearly that the reason why his body was sick and weak was because of the black curse, and the curse had been completed, as long as the caster activated it, he would die immediately.

It's like being held against one's neck with a knife, and life and death are in the hands of others.

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

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

Fu Sheng looked at the emperor again.

"My little monk's cultivation level is still low, but the master once said that once the curse is completed, it is very difficult to decipher it. It can only be defused when the other party activates it."

In other words, only when the opponent is about to kill the emperor, can the wine monk break the black curse.

The emperor frowned deeply.

Fu Sheng continued, "For the past few days, the dead air has gathered in the sky of the capital. This is the power that the caster is collecting to activate the spell. The emperor does not need to worry, just follow what the master said, and hold the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the sky in public after the rain weakens. , there will be an answer at that time."

Fusheng left, and the emperor sat there blankly, his whole body as if immersed in ice water.

The wine monk has never told him who the person who cast the spell was. He asked, but the other party kept it secret, and he couldn't force the eminent monk to speak.

But since he wanted to curse and kill him, he must benefit from it.

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

Now only the third prince and the sixth prince are left in the capital, and he has secretly sent people to watch them, but they haven't found anything unusual.

The crown prince is not in the capital, only the crown princess is in charge of the affairs of the mansion, and this crown princess...

Thinking of the strange puppet brought by Qing Moyan and Ru Xiaonan that day, and the soul of Lin Jingyi who came out to cry to him, the emperor's heart became more and more gloomy.

Want me to die?

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

Two days later, the rain eased.

The emperor personally took his courtiers to the top of the mountain and presided over the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven.

Ru Xiaonan was still shivering with a thick velvet cloak on her body.

There will be heavy rain in the winter, which is really an abnormal ghost weather.

The ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven was very complicated, and it took several hours from the beginning to the end, and Ru Xiaonan's legs were numb.

Several monks took scriptures from the emperor and placed them on the altar.

Ru Xiaonan peeked into the crowd of female relatives.

The princess was dressed gracefully, with a cold face.

The puppet in Ru Xiaonan's arms moved.

"Shh...now is not the time." She comforted in a low voice.

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, at this moment, a servant rushed over and panted, "Your Majesty, there is an urgent report!"

The emperor stopped in his tracks, with a displeased expression on his face, "What's the matter, read it."

The servant unfolded the emergency report and read aloud: "The crown prince returned with the tribute from Beifan and passed the mountain road. He encountered a heavy rain and landslide, and his life and death are unknown!"

There was an uproar when everyone heard it.

Many courtiers of the princelings even showed fear on their faces.

If the prince is gone, their reliance and future prosperity and wealth will all be ruined.

"So, the prince is more ominous than good?"

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

"The prince has always been weak, and the weather has landslides again... Hey, I'm afraid it's...difficult..."

The officials suddenly became commotion.

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

In the sky, the clouds are gradually gathering.

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

Ru Xiaonan tightened her shoulders.

What a terrible resentment, like countless ice picks piercing every part of his body.

Ordinary people can't see this, but her yin and yang eyes can't ignore it all. Facing the powerful resentful spirit, Ru Xiaonan couldn't help but feel an urge to run away.

But she couldn't retreat, not even a step.

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

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

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

"Qingmoyan?"

"Ah."

"very scary."

"Yes." Qing Moyan hugged her tightly, but her eyes were fixed on the direction of the princess, "It seems that she is very angry."

Wraith was about to go mad with anger.

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

If the prince is really dead, then all her previous plans will come to nothing.

Do you think she has nothing to do?It's a joke, without the puppet that can be manipulated, she is still the most powerful. As long as she eats a few eminent monks here, and curses and kills the emperor, she will devour the entire capital.

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

Ru Xiaonan nodded her head heavily, and tightly held the doll in her arms with her left hand.

Can Lin Jingyi regain her body? This is all in one fell swoop!
(End of this chapter)

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