Inside the largest meditation room at Huguo Temple.
The Emperor Emeritus's complexion had improved, and he was now copying scriptures at his desk.
The old eunuch was grinding ink with his head down.
At that moment, Akamori silently landed in the room.
Kneel on one knee
"The Ninth Prince has led his troops to support the Emperor and ordered Wang Hao to lead a thousand elite soldiers to protect the Ninth Princess and obey her orders. The Ninth Princess ordered Wang Hao to surround the palace, but did not attack. The Second Prince led Sun Ke's son Su Mingchao and Qin Minglang out of the city to mobilize troops. Su Mingchao is stationed in Sanchi City, where he has 5,000 troops. Three thousand troops have already been assembled and will soon arrive in the capital."
The retired emperor, still writing, chuckled softly upon hearing this.
"They're really showing off their skills, it's quite a spectacle. As long as Xiao Jiu is safe, we don't need to worry about the others."
He suddenly remembered something, put down his pen, and looked up at Chisen, "The Ninth Princess Consort hasn't come out since returning to the manor?"
Akamori shook his head.
"No."
The retired emperor paused for a moment, then continued copying with his head down.
"She will come out."
An old eunuch standing nearby asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, although the Ninth Princess Consort is a master of the Xuanmen sect, she does not know martial arts. Do you really think she can fight against Su Weichuan?"
The retired emperor smiled very happily.
A dark and ambiguous emotion flickered in his eyes.
"Why not? Only she can break Su Weichuan's obsession."
He was implying something, but no one understood.
Akamori paused for a moment before asking, "Do we need the Red Armor Guards to cooperate?"
The retired emperor raised his eyes again.
He stared at Akamori for a long time.
The smile in his eyes turned somewhat cold.
"This is the first time I've seen you get emotional because of someone else."
Akamori's face, hidden beneath the mask, felt slightly flushed.
He lowered his head slightly.
"If she dies, the Ninth Prince will surely be saddened."
"Have you ever cared about Xiao Jiu?"
The Emperor Emeritus's single sentence rendered all his explanations suffocating.
The atmosphere inside the meditation room was somewhat oppressive.
The retired emperor did not make things difficult for him.
"Go down."
Akamori didn't say anything more, cupped his hands in greeting, and turned to leave.
Outside the meditation room, the sunlight was dazzling.
He looked up at the sky.
The sun blazed brightly, yet its light seemed unable to penetrate the clouds and return to the ground.
Cold and oppressive.
...
The celestial dog devours the sun, and yin and yang are reversed.
When darkness blocks out the sunlight, day turns into night.
It seems that the dead can really come back to life.
On the Jade Terrace,
Su Weichuan gently lifted the yellow banner.
Looking at the lifelike beauty in the ice coffin, my heart felt as if it had returned to its youth.
His heart was pounding wildly, unable to contain his excitement and anticipation.
"Susu, we'll be able to meet soon."
His fingers slowly slid across the ice coffin, and through the cold jade, he could almost feel the soft skin of his beloved.
As darkness deepened.
He stood up and spread the yellow banner on the ground.
Then, the Five Elements Destiny Fire was released.
Five different colored flames floated in the air, scattered in four different places.
The talismans on the yellow banner seemed to come alive at this moment.
Su Weichuan's entire face became abnormally crazy.
Suddenly, he raised his hand and blasted out a bullet.
Below, one of the concubines kneeling among them was struck directly by the palm strike, vomiting a mouthful of blood and dying on the spot.
Everyone huddled together in fear.
All that could be heard was Su Weichuan's cold, sharp voice from above.
"Read it aloud!"
The verses of the Sacred Virtue Sutra began to play rapidly.
No one dared to slack off or be lazy.
The talismans on the yellow banner became even more active.
Su Weichuan looked at Yun Xiaoran, who was curled up and unconscious to the side.
He stepped forward, pulled a gleaming dagger from between his boots, and slashed at her slightly protruding belly.
Fresh blood spurted out.
The demonic fetus let out a shrill scream, but was suppressed by the talismans inscribed on its body. A skull-like face roared at Su Weichuan in a ferocious and terrifying manner.
Those below, including Su Rongqing, felt their hair stand on end upon hearing this.
But no one dared to look up.
Some of the more timid ones even closed their eyes, relying solely on their survival instincts to repeatedly recite the Sacred Repentance.
Yun Xiaoran was awakened by the pain of being thrown into her stomach.
Just then, Su Weichuan pulled a doll-shaped object out of her stomach, and blood dripped onto her body.
Warm and fishy smell.
She opened her mouth wide in fear.
Unable to bear the pain, she let out a sharp, agonizing scream.
The next moment, a gleaming dagger was pointed right in front of her.
"If you make another sound, I'll kill you."
At this moment, Su Weichuan resembled a demon or a monster.
Yun Xiaoran was so frightened that she lost her voice.
He trembled all over as he covered his wound.
Gu Yue, who was standing nearby, kindly reminded him.
"You carried a demonic fetus and ate human flesh raw, so you have been corrupted by demonic energy and become a half-demon. You were just gutted, you won't die."
Yun Xiaoran stared at her with wide, horrified eyes.
He was so terrified that he lost his voice, his mouth was wide open, and his hands kept pointing to the wound on his stomach and the intestines that had spilled out.
The ancient Yue people understood.
"It's okay, just put it back in and tie the wound with your clothes. It will hurt a little, but you'll be fine soon."
As he spoke, he suddenly pulled out a dark, black pill.
Her delicate face wore a harmless smile.
"Su Weichuan is a madman, don't mess with him. However, you are pregnant with a demonic fetus, so someone must have harmed you. If you eat it, you will have magic power and be able to kill whoever you want to kill."
Yun Xiaoran stared at the pill.
Jiang Qingwan's image appeared in my mind.
She was a county princess and the Empress Dowager's most beloved granddaughter.
She was the most beloved woman of the Ninth Prince, the God of War of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who was also incredibly handsome.
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