Chapter 305: The Concubine Does Not Harm the Country, She Only Wants to Harm the Imperial Master (Part 9)
"Your Majesty, you are cold because the yang fire has been extinguished and evil spirits have entered your body."
Yue Wu anxiously asked: "Master, how should we solve this problem?"
"I can help you get rid of the evil spirit, but..." Yu Huo was silent for a few seconds, as if he had something to hide.
Yue Wu became even more anxious: "Just what? Taoist priest, please feel free to tell me."
Yu Huo suddenly turned his head towards the Cloudtop Pavilion across from him: "It's just that the resentment here is quite strong, and it's not easy for me to perform. I need to find a quiet place."
Yue Wu seemed to be frightened by him, especially after the sun went down. It was pitch black all around. He always suspected that there were ghosts hiding in places he couldn't see, and he became even more panicked and irritated. He immediately waved his hand and ordered, "Return to the palace!"
Yu Huo and Xiao Zhuzi were taken to the carriage by the soldiers and followed the emperor back to the majestic palace.
The gate of the palace was level with the city wall and was very tall. When the two red-painted doors were slowly opened, it was like a bloody mouth that was about to open and swallow itself.
Because of this, Xiao Zhuzi's excitement about going to the palace suddenly dissipated, and the long-lost fear rose in his heart again.
Unfortunately, the horse in front did not notice the change in his mood and still rushed into the deep and solemn palace gate. When the high door behind him was closed, Xiao Zhuzi suddenly grabbed Yu Huo's wrist.
"Brother Yu..."
Yu Huo was sitting crookedly at this moment, leaning against the wall of the car as if he was about to fall asleep: "If you have something to say, just say it."
His attitude was somewhat impatient and he seemed very tired.
But Xiao Zhuzi didn't say it out loud, and his heart always seemed to be hanging in the air, with no place to go.
So he ignored Yu Huo's bad attitude, leaned forward and whispered: "Brother Yu, I feel that there is something wrong with that male concubine."
Yu Huo became interested and chuckled, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Zhuzi secretly lifted the car window curtain, glanced at the neatly arranged guards outside, and lowered his voice again: "He seems to know that we are playing tricks, which makes me feel uneasy."
"So what?" Yu Huo asked back, looking as calm as ever.
Xiao Zhuzi was truly impressed by this guy and asked with lingering fear: "So, Brother Yu, are we going to die?"
Yu Huo stretched his fingers out the window, feeling the wind speed, and said absentmindedly: "Don't worry, when that day comes, I will definitely die before you."
Xiao Zhuzi: “….”
Thanks for the invitation, I wasn't comforted at all.
At this moment, the carriage stopped and they leaned forward due to inertia. As the curtain was pulled open, Xiao Zhuzi once again met the eyes of the male concubine who was looking at them from afar in front of the palace gate.
He dodged for a moment, then looked back uncontrollably, only then realizing... the other person was not looking at him.
He followed the burning gaze to his side and saw that Yu Huo had lost his lazy sitting posture. It was as if he had separated from his mortal body in an instant, ready to ascend to heaven at any time.
The posture of a hermit is steady and composed.
Xiao Zhuzi: “…”
He tactfully reached out and held the other person's raised arm, then led him out of the carriage.
The male concubine not far away raised the corners of her red lips: "Master, please come this way."
After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves to the attendant beside him, who immediately bowed and stepped forward, taking the two men's bags without a chance of refusal.
Xiao Zhuzi's expression froze. Their secrets were all in his brother's bag!
Yu Huo didn't react at all, remaining calm as he thanked the attendant who came over: "Thank you for your help."
This psychological quality is not ordinary strong.
Perhaps the other party's calm mentality influenced him. Xiao Zhuzi breathed a sigh of relief, supported Yu Huo and walked into the palace.
Just as they stood still, Yu Huo suddenly raised his neck, as if he was "looking" at the roof.
Little Zhuzi raised his head curiously and saw several palm-sized rattles hanging upside down in the sky above the smooth temple.
Yue Wu felt much more at ease when he returned to the palace. His pale complexion showed signs of warming up. He didn't notice the other party's abnormality and asked, "Master, is it quiet here?"
Yu Huo quickly lowered his head and hummed, then said to the young emperor, "Your Majesty, I still need a candle."
Yue Wu nodded slightly. Seeing this, the palace maid serving beside her turned around and walked out with a blank face.
Just as she was leaving, the servant who had taken away their bags also came in. He lowered his head and came close to Jiang Feng, as if telling him something secret.
Their actions caught Yue Wu's attention. He frowned and looked over, asking, "What are you talking about?"
The attendant was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, lowering his head but saying nothing.
Jiang Feng stepped forward to block the eunuch's figure and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, this servant is too bold. He actually secretly looked through the Taoist's bag and now dares to come and tell me what he found. He is really unruly."
Yue Wu's expression froze, as if he was about to get angry.
Before he could lose his temper, Jiang Feng suddenly lowered his head and said, "Master, please don't bother with a servant."
The beauty apologized on behalf of the slave, and Yue Wu suppressed the anger in his heart, and even felt a little distressed.
If she were to refuse at this moment, she feared the emperor's wrath would be transferred to her. Yu Huo's eyes, hidden behind the cloth, flashed with coldness, but her voice was tolerant: "Your Highness, there is no need to be so. My humble bag only contains some food supplies, nothing valuable. Just look at it, there is no need to make a fuss."
"That's good." Jiang Feng raised his head and glanced at him, which was a meaningful look.
"However, there is one thing... I am very curious. I would like to ask Your Majesty to let the Taoist priest explain this to me."
"You say." Yue Wu was very doting on Jiang Feng, and it seemed like she could agree to anything he said.
It turns out that vixens are good at bewitching people.
Jiang Feng averted his gaze and looked at the calm and unhurried 'blind' young man in the hall again. He said with a smile, "It's also the fault of this unruly guy beside me. If he hadn't been so impatient as to rummage through the Taoist's bag, I wouldn't have asked this question."
The servant who was kneeling beside him stood up quickly after hearing this, and before the palace maid who went to get the candles came back, he ran into the hall and took up Yu Huo's bag.
Yue Wu sat up straight, her voice tinged with strangeness: "What on earth are you curious about, my beauty?"
"Your Majesty, please wait a moment." He slowly opened the worn bundle in his hand and raised his chin to the servant beside him.
The attendant took out the jar of wine from his bag, poured some wine into his palm, and then pressed his palm against the turmeric paper. A blood-red palm print instantly appeared on the paper.
Yue Wu's pupils trembled slightly, and the fear that had just subsided seemed to revive at this moment.
Just when he was about to lose his dignity as an emperor again, Jiang Feng stepped forward and asked softly, "Master, what's so strange about this paper? Why does it turn red when it gets wine on it?"
As soon as the words fell, you could hear a pin drop in the hall.
Xiao Zhuzi's dark face almost turned pale with fright. Faced with such an oppressive gaze, he wanted to escape guiltily, but the numbness caused by fear began to spread rapidly from his fingertips and spread to his whole body in a breath, making him lose control of his body in an instant. He stood there stupidly as if his soul had left his body.
I can only tremble...
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