Inside the dark room of Kunning Palace,
A fresh skull rolled out from a dark corner.
The bright red flesh looked as if it had been gnawed away by a wild beast, leaving behind bloody marks.
The Empress Dowager, dressed in plain clothes, stood at the entrance of the wooden stairs, covering her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, her eyes filled with disgust and disdain.
"That's the sixth one already, isn't that enough?"
A low, panting sound came from the corner, followed a moment later by Bai Shuo's hoarse voice.
"The timing is wrong."
The Empress Dowager frowned. "Impossible. I found the yin-woman according to the birth date and time you gave me. How could it be wrong?"
Bai Shuo slowly emerged from the shadows.
The mask was still on his face, and he exuded a sinister, ghostly aura, but this time he had a physical form.
The red light on his chest was also hidden.
He struggled to sit cross-legged on the ground and pulled an old map from his sleeve.
That was a very detailed map of the eighteen districts of Beijing.
Bloodstained fingers slowly slid over it.
“The birth dates are different for each person, and the effects will naturally be different as well. In the past few days, my power has recovered somewhat, and the essence blood of the six Yin women has also made me more sensitive to women of pure Yin.”
As he spoke, his finger stopped at a certain spot.
"This place is extremely yin in nature."
The Empress Dowager took a few steps forward and bent down to look.
"Ji'an District, where is the house?"
She seemed to think of something, and her brows furrowed.
"Does a 'yin woman' not need to be a virgin?"
Bai Shuo shook his head.
"The effect is naturally best with a virgin, but if she has already lost her virginity, it won't have much of an impact on me."
The Empress Dowager straightened up and looked down at him.
"Once you've absorbed this one, no matter how much you recover, you must stop. There are strange phenomena at the imperial tomb, and the court is in a state of panic. Can you repair the Nine Dragons Formation?"
Bai Shuo slowly raised his head.
He looked intently at the Empress Dowager for a long while before saying, "Yes, but I need one more thing."
"What?"
The Empress Dowager was already quite impatient.
If she hadn't yet fully understood the formula for the elixir the Emperor was taking, there would be no need to continue supporting this person.
Bai Shuo seemed oblivious to the murderous intent in her eyes.
He lowered his head again and replied in a deep voice.
"Tai Sui!"
...
Jiang Qingwan told Mo Yunhan how to repair the Nine Dragons Formation.
Early in the morning, Ye Qi compiled a list of the zodiac signs and birth dates of all the men in the mansion and handed it over to Jiang Qingwan.
Jiang Qingwan asked Lian'er to fetch a calligraphy brush and occasionally made a few strokes.
Mo Yunhan placed the porridge he had scooped out in front of her.
"Isn't this Tai Sui just a piece of meat? Since those villagers can afford to support it, I can simply take it in the name of the government. Why go through all this trouble?"
Song Yushu, who was standing to the side, also looked on with curiosity.
"Is this Tai Sui really a living piece of flesh that fell from the sky? I've heard that eating it can prolong life. If that's true, why doesn't the royal family take action?"
Mo Yunhan explained, “When I was fighting abroad, I heard people say that during the reign of Emperor Taizu, there were frequent wars and the appearance of Tai Sui. At that time, some leaders believed it to be true and ate it raw. It was effective at first, but after only seven days, they exploded and died. It is said that the flesh of Tai Sui that was eaten gathered together like a living thing. The soldiers saw it with their own eyes and said that this flesh of Tai Sui was a sacred item, and whoever ate it would die.”
As Jiang Qingwan read, she chuckled softly, “It’s not that mysterious. It’s true that the flesh of the Tai Sui is not suitable for eating raw. However, if you soak it in wine or water and drink it regularly, it can indeed make a person’s energy and spirit full, and make them look younger than their peers. But this is not something that can be achieved overnight; it will take at least five or ten years to see the effect.”
After reading the document in her hand, she handed it back to Ye Qi.
"I've selected all the people I've ticked off, and I'll screen them again, just in case."
Ye Qi accepted the order and left.
Lian'er was puzzled.
"Miss, is that piece of meat really that big? Do we need so many people to carry it?"
Jiang Qingwan was amused by her and handed the brush back to her.
"That's not the piece of meat I'm looking for."
Mo Yunhan felt even more puzzled.
"Weren't you looking for Tai Sui? Why isn't it that piece of meat? Is there another Tai Sui?"
Jiang Qingwan ate in small bites from the white porcelain bowl.
"The piece of flesh you are familiar with is called Yang Tai Sui, and there is another thing called Yin Tai Sui, which often descends to the mortal world together with Yang Tai Sui, and the two are not far apart. I need both of them. Yang Tai Sui will depend on Your Highness's official prestige, and as for Yin Tai Sui, it will depend on the people chosen today."
Song Yu understood.
A thought flickered in my mind.
“I’ll also give you Chengye’s birth date and time. He missed the Imperial Academy’s grand martial arts competition and is in a bad mood. Why don’t you go with him to broaden his horizons?”
Jiang Qingwan did not refuse.
"Don't worry, Madam."
“What’s there to worry about? You’re his cousin-in-law. In the future, his father and I will definitely spend less time with him than you two will, so we’ll need your help. If he’s disobedient, don’t hesitate to discipline him.”
She got up and wrote down her birth date and time.
Jiang Qingwan did some quick calculations, a hint of surprise flashing across her brows.
This young man's destiny is unusually one of wealth and nobility.
However, there are some flaws in his appearance. Before the age of twenty, he will experience many ups and downs. If he can overcome them, the rest of his life will be smooth and joyful.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Song Yushu felt a little flustered.
"What's wrong? Is Chengye's birth chart bad?"
Jiang Qingwan snapped out of her reverie and smiled, "No, just keep a close eye on him until he's twenty."
A mother's heart is anxious.
Song Yushu immediately grasped her hand and asked repeatedly, "Why twenty years old? Is there some major obstacle in your life? Tell me quickly, how can we overcome it?"
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