Inside the imperial tent,
The rain and clouds gradually subsided.
Upon hearing the voice, the chief eunuch immediately bowed and announced, "Your Majesty, the person you wish to see has been brought in."
A moment later,
Mo Yunzhao's languid voice drifted from inside the room.
"Bring him in!"
The chief eunuch immediately responded and then stepped aside to remind him.
"Young lady, you must not look directly at the Emperor; you must bow respectfully."
Qi Huang remained silent.
He actually pushed the door open and entered first.
The head eunuch was so frightened he almost screamed.
He quickly followed her inside.
In the sleeping hall,
A complete mess.
A strange smell filled the air.
On the bed, Consort Ling lay disheveled in Mo Yunzhao's arms.
Her face was as pink as a peach blossom, and she was incredibly charming and beautiful.
One hand was still stroking the man's waist, seemingly uninterested in anything else.
Mo Yunzhao simply threw on an outer robe.
His bare chest and abdomen showed exceptionally strong muscle definition.
There was no sign of fatigue or exhaustion typical of someone in their forties.
His gaze swept over Qi Huang.
Looking into those downcast eyes, I felt even more moved.
"You know alchemy?"
"yes!"
Qi Huang answered, her voice still altered by the talisman, showing no trace of its former self.
And the bone stone inside her body
It had long been covered by the talisman of the rootless water.
Her master had said that she could sense the existence of other bone stones.
But others couldn't sense her.
Mo Yunzhao liked it more and more the more he looked at it.
"Remove your veil and let me see you."
Qi Huang nodded slightly.
"Your Majesty, I am a witch. I was cursed at birth. Not only was my face disfigured, but my body cannot be touched by a man. If a man touches me, both I and the man will die."
Looking at her graceful figure, Mo Yunzhao simply couldn't believe it.
"I am the Son of Heaven, and there is no woman in this world whom I cannot touch. Come forward and let me see whether you are someone I can touch or someone I cannot."
He raised his hand to brush Ling Guiren aside and sat down casually on the edge of the bed.
As Qi Huang approached, he reached out and grabbed her waist.
As soon as my hand touched it, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my palm.
"How dare you!"
He roared angrily, only to find a strange black talisman appearing in his palm, burning his skin before automatically healing itself a moment later.
Qi Huang seemed somewhat surprised as well.
"How could this be? Could it be that His Majesty's fate has been damaged?"
Mo Yunzhao's expression suddenly darkened.
He had heard the Empress Dowager say these words countless times.
Because of his flawed destiny, he has no choice but to rely on Mo Yunhan to maintain his current status.
They cannot be killed, nor can they be harmed.
After being frustrated for more than ten years,
Now that he has a magical artifact inside him, is he still subject to this constraint?
Qi Huang let out another "Eh."
"However, judging from the Emperor's complexion, the flaws in his destiny have been mysteriously filled in. Has the Emperor recently acquired some kind of treasure?"
The words, a mix of truth and falsehood, perfectly matched what Mo Yunzhao was thinking.
"You do have some skill! From now on, you will stay in the palace to refine elixirs for me. If you make any contributions, I will reward you accordingly."
Qi Huang bowed in gratitude.
"Although His Majesty's destiny has been filled, it is still unstable. I know of a kind of elixir called Yuan Dan, which can not only prolong life but also strengthen your destiny. However, one of its ingredients is really hard to find."
Mo Yunzhao recalled the Emperor Emeritus's words.
His inability to fully control the magical artifact must be a matter of destiny.
"What medicinal herbs? Even my imperial treasury doesn't have them?"
"Seven-Colored Phoenix Grass".
Qi Huang raised her eyes and looked over, her gaze cold and resolute.
"It is a sacred object of the Free and Unfettered Sword Sect, which has been worshipped for hundreds of years. It is equivalent to a demigod's medicine. I am 70% confident that I can refine it to help the Emperor completely repair the flaws in his destiny and establish an everlasting dynasty."
Mo Yunzhao's brows furrowed involuntarily.
The Free and Unfettered Sword Sect?
Seven-Colored Phoenix Grass?
Did the eldest sister already know about this? Why didn't she bring the item out?
"We'll discuss this matter again. First, could you refine some of the pills that Consort Wan offered? Is there any difficulty in doing so?"
Qi Huang composed herself and responded calmly.
"As you command."
Ling Guiren couldn't resist sitting on Mo Yunzhao's lap.
Mo Yunzhao's attention was instantly drawn to him as well.
He immediately waved his hand.
"Guards, bring..."
"I am Feng Jiu."
"Guards, take Feng Jiu to the former residence of the Imperial Preceptor and bestow upon her the title of Alchemist!"
The chief eunuch quickly led Qi Huang away from the imperial study.
Carrying a lantern, we arrived at a place that was said to be quite desolate.
The courtyard was covered with cobwebs.
The chief eunuch curtsied.
It has a hidden meaning.
"Master Alchemist, this place used to be inhabited by the First National Preceptor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who served the Emperor Emeritus and Empress Dowager. Unfortunately, he harbored wicked intentions and died a gruesome death."
Jiang Qingwan knew who it was, of course.
Bai Shuo.
That person who doesn't even have a heartbeat.
It's just another puppet controlled by Bai Shuo.
He died in the imperial mausoleum without sorrow or joy.
Judging from the state of disrepair in this courtyard, everyone probably knows that this imperial advisor does not actually live here.
She nodded to the chief eunuch.
Thank you.
As he spoke, he reached out and took the lantern that was handed to him.
The chief eunuch glanced at her again, then turned and left.
Inside the deserted palace, a breeze swept through, producing eerie sounds.
It seemed as if there were evil spirits rushing forward, howling within.
Qi Huang walked deeper into the forest, stepping on the fallen leaves.
A lamp illuminated her slender figure, making her appear like a ghost.
"Squeak!"
The main hall doors were pushed open.
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