The Medicine King's Eldest Daughter: One Vial of Poison! The Whole Family Buried!

Ten years ago, the Ling family, imperial physicians hailed as the "Medicine King," were massacred for their alleged involvement in a shocking case of "poisoning the imperial heir." ...

Chapter 32: Borrowing a corpse to show off one's power

Chapter 32: Borrowing a corpse to show off one's power

Zhao Wuji's gaze fell on Ling Zixia.

That look contained no emotion.

It's like a cold probe.

It would penetrate deep into her bones.

The air around them froze instantly.

All the servants lowered their heads.

They dared not look directly at the Prime Minister's majesty.

The horror on Li Ruolan's face turned into uneasiness.

Zhao Wenxuan's body trembled slightly.

Only Ling Zixia was still standing.

She kept her eyes downcast and remained motionless.

Like a lifeless porcelain doll.

Zhao Wuji took a slow step forward.

Every step he took was based on everyone's heartbeat.

He finally stopped in front of Ling Zixia.

There were only three steps between the two of them.

He didn't speak.

He just looked at her quietly.

Ling Zixia felt tremendous pressure.

It was a judgment from the higher powers.

Her frail body seemed to sway in the wind.

Her face was even paler than before.

Zhao Wuji finally spoke.

His voice was low and steady.

"You can bring spring back to a dead tree."

This is not a question.

This is a cold statement of fact.

Ling Zixia's lips moved.

She made a sound as thin as a mosquito.

"Daughter-in-law...I don't know."

Her answer was full of timidity and confusion.

The corners of Zhao Wuji's mouth curled up slightly.

There was no smile in that arc.

"What a clueless one."

He turned around and gave instructions to the butler behind him.

"Go, catch a bird."

The housekeeper didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest.

He immediately turned around and walked away quickly.

The courtyard fell into dead silence again.

No one knew what the Prime Minister was going to do.

They could only feel an invisible storm brewing.

Soon, the housekeeper came back with a birdcage.

There is a lively sparrow in the birdcage.

It was jumping restlessly in its cage.

Zhao Wuji glanced at the sparrow.

He stretched out his right hand.

The housekeeper understood and opened the cage door.

The sparrow immediately flapped its wings and flew out.

It thought it was free.

However, something unexpected happened the next moment.

Zhao Wuji's hands were as fast as lightning.

He strangled the sparrow's neck with precision.

Only a crisp sound of bone breaking was heard.

The sparrow's head tilted to the side in an instant.

Its body twitched twice and then became completely motionless.

He threw the sparrow's body on the ground.

The body was right at Ling Zixia's feet.

Li Ruolan let out a short cry of surprise.

She covered her mouth with her handkerchief.

Zhao Wenxuan's expression became even uglier.

He seemed to have guessed his father's intention.

Zhao Wuji looked at Ling Zixia again.

His eyes became sharper than before.

"Now, bring it to life."

These words exploded in the courtyard like a thunderclap.

Bring the dead back to life.

This is a method only gods have.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Ling Zixia.

This time, his eyes were full of suspicion.

Saving a dying tree is a miracle.

It is impossible to resurrect a bird that is completely dead.

Ling Zixia's body trembled even more violently.

She looked at the bird carcass on the ground.

There was real fear in his eyes.

She took a half step back.

She seemed to want to escape from this place.

"Prime Minister...my daughter-in-law...won't..."

Her voice was filled with tears.

He looked genuinely frightened.

Zhao Wuji watched her performance coldly.

He was completely unmoved.

"I'll say it again."

“Bring it to life.”

There was an irresistible murderous intent in his tone.

Ling Zixia's eyes were filled with tears.

Crystal clear tears rolled in his eyes.

She looked like she was going to break down at any moment.

She finally gave in.

She slowly squatted down.

She held out a slightly trembling finger.

She seemed to want to touch the bird's body.

But her fingertips stopped in mid-air.

She seemed to be afraid of something.

She raised her tearful face.

She looked at Zhao Wuji.

"Prime Minister, my daughter-in-law needs a silver needle."

Her voice was filled with helpless pleading.

Zhao Wuji winked at Li Ruolan.

Li Ruolan immediately pulled out a silver hairpin from her hair.

She asked the maid to pass it to her.

It was an ordinary silver needle used to fix hairstyles.

Ling Zixia took the silver needle.

Her fingertips lightly touched the surface of the silver needle.

An invisible force flows instantly.

There was no change in the appearance of the silver needle.

Her hand holding the silver needle was still shaking.

She closed her eyes.

Her lips moved silently.

It was like some kind of mysterious prayer.

After a moment she opened her eyes.

She stabbed the bird carcass on the ground with a silver needle.

The needle tip pierced the sparrow's heart precisely.

She only penetrated a little bit and then pulled out.

The bird corpse showed no reaction.

It still lay cold on the ground.

There were a few suppressed sneers around.

Many servants had expressions of "as expected" on their faces.

A hint of contempt also flashed in Li Ruolan's eyes.

Zhao Wu-Xuan frowned.

He felt that things would not be that simple.

Ling Zixia ignored everyone's reactions.

She raised her head again.

"My daughter-in-law also needs a leaf with morning dew on it."

Zhao Wuji's eyes flickered.

He nodded to the gardener next to him.

The gardener immediately picked a leaf from the evergreen plant nearby.

There was a drop of crystal dew on the leaf.

He presented the leaf respectfully.

Ling Zixia stretched out her other hand.

She gently touched the drop of dew with the tip of her index finger.

At the moment of contact.

The harmless morning dew has been given new properties.

Its nature has undergone a fundamental reversal.

After she finished all this, she stood up.

She handed the leaf to the nearest maid.

"Drop this drop of dew on the place where the silver needle pierced."

The maid was a little scared.

She looked at Li Ruolan and Zhao Wuji for help.

Zhao Wuji gestured with his chin for her to do so.

The maid had no choice but to muster up the courage to step forward.

She tilted the blade carefully.

The drop of dew slid down the veins of the leaves.

It dripped precisely onto the wound of the bird's corpse.

Everyone watched with bated breath.

They want to see what happens next.

Nothing happened.

The bird corpse is still the same bird corpse.

The mocking look on Li Ruolan's face became more and more intense.

She was about to say something.

The change happened at this moment.

A wisp of very thin green smoke emerged from the wound on the bird's corpse.

The green smoke carried a strange burnt smell.

“Sizzle…”

There was an extremely slight sound.

It's like hot oil meeting ice water.

Centered on that drop of dew.

The flesh and blood of the bird corpse was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's not rotting.

It is being dissolved by an invisible force.

Feathers, skin, flesh, internal organs, bones.

Everything vanished in that tiny drop of dew.

A hole the size of a fingernail appeared.

The edges of the hole are incredibly smooth.

It was as if it had been cut by the sharpest tool.

An even more pungent smell filled the air.

Everyone in the courtyard took a step back involuntarily.

Their faces were filled with horror and disbelief.

This is even more terrifying than the sight of a dead bird coming back to life.

This is a force that completely wipes out life.

Zhao Wenxuan's pupils shrank to the size of needle points.

He remembered the dream about the abyss.

The color on Li Ruolan's face faded completely.

She covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from screaming.

Zhao Wuji's body froze.

He stared at the strange hole in the ground.

For the first time, real emotion flickered in his eyes.

That's not a surprise.

It's not fear either.

It was pure, visceral thrill.

He finally understood one thing.

The bloodline inherited by the Ling family is not about redemption.

But destruction.

Ling Zixia seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

Her body went limp and she was about to fall backwards.

The maid next to her quickly supported her.

She leaned in the maid's arms and sobbed softly.

"My daughter-in-law is useless... My daughter-in-law can't save it..."

She looked sad and remorseful.

As if he was ashamed of his own incompetence.

However, this weak and helpless posture.

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, it is more terrifying than any demon.

Zhao Wuji took a deep breath.

He forced himself to suppress the turbulent waves in his heart.

He looked at Ling Zixia again.

This time, there was no more temptation in his eyes.

Only the deepest solemnity remains.

He knew what a treasure he had acquired.

He also knew the risks he was facing.

He gave orders to the butler beside him.

His voice regained its former authority.

"Pass on my orders."

"From today onwards, Jingsiyuan will be designated as a restricted area."

"Add double the guards and keep watch day and night."

"No one is allowed to enter or leave without my warrant."

"Mrs. Ling's food and daily life are taken care of by my trusted confidants in the study."

He paused.

Finally added a sentence.

"Her safety is more important than my own."