The closer Xu Nian got to Consort Gui's Fanghua Palace, the heavier her unease became.
Even following behind the emperor could only alleviate, not alleviate, the pain. When she was still a hundred meters away from Fanghua Palace, she suddenly stopped.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Empress, this place is dangerous." Holding Gu Zhan's hand, she called out to the two emperors who were walking briskly forward, "Apart from me, women should not come near. They may be harmed by the yin energy."
The emperor, being the Son of Heaven, is so powerful that even the most rampant evil spirits cannot easily get close to him.
Xu Nian could sense that what was inside was extraordinary. It was nothing like a vengeful ghost that had cultivated for a hundred years, such as Princess Xiangyang, or a demon haunting a secluded paradise.
The Empress has the destiny of a phoenix, but she is, after all, a woman. And Anqing, young and lacking in resolve, cannot afford to ruin his foundation because of a little bit of luck.
"This..." The Empress paused for a moment. "Your Majesty, as the mistress of the harem, it is my duty to go. However, Anqing is still young, so perhaps we should let her stay here."
"Mother, your daughter wants to go with you."
Jiang Mingyun was extremely anxious. Upon hearing this, she immediately glared at him, "Nonsense! Zitong, I think the Imperial Concubine will understand your good intentions. You stay here with Anqing and absolutely do not go any closer. Fu'an, is there any way to block the yin energy inside?"
After thinking it over, he was still worried. The two people in front of him were his wife and his most beloved daughter.
I can't bear to see them harm their bodies because of these things.
Xu Nian pondered the cultivation technique in his hand, having already prepared for the worst: "As long as it's something close to His Majesty, His Majesty is the Son of Heaven. His Yang energy is at its peak, even just wearing a jade pendant will have the effect of warding off evil and misfortune."
Under the worried gazes of the Empress and Anqing, the group of six entered the main hall of Fanghua Palace.
"Why is there no one here?" The Third Prince frowned. The once bustling palace was now deserted, not even a single maid could be seen.
It was completely empty, as if no one had ever lived there.
[This is so creepy, I'm starting to tremble.]
Where is he? Isn't there even a single palace maid in the Imperial Concubine's palace?
"This is an illusion." Xu Nian raised her hand to protect everyone behind her. "Be careful, don't be fooled."
She could sense that the entire palace was surrounded by a soaring aura of resentment, not a demon, but something like a ghost.
We don't yet know what effect this illusion has, so we should try to see through it as soon as possible...
"Third Prince!"
"Yuen Long!"
Just as Xu Nian was about to make a hand seal to break the formation, Jiang Yuanlang, who had been silent since the beginning, suddenly rushed towards the dragon pillar in the hall!
If Gu Zhan hadn't caught him with lightning speed, he would probably be bleeding from his head and dead on the spot!
Even so, it was no use. He struggled frantically, desperate to die! His eyes were vacant and lifeless, and his body was as mechanical as a walking corpse!
Gu Zhan, who was already familiar with this situation, shouted: "Nian'er, he's being controlled, quick!"
Xu Nian didn't dare to delay any longer. She lightly picked up the talisman and whispered, "Heaven and earth are natural, the impure energy disperses. Hurry, hurry, as the law commands, break!"
"Follow the light!"
With a loud shout, Gu Zhan delivered a swift chop to the Third Prince, who went limp and was hoisted onto his shoulder as he ran out behind the others!
The sky was bright and clear! The moment the full moon appeared overhead, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"ah!"
Suddenly, a shrill scream came from inside the palace!
The crowd's hearts tightened at the sound of people coming and going from the underground palace, carrying blocks of ice. Upon seeing Jiang Mingyun, they hurriedly knelt down to pay their respects.
"How is the Imperial Concubine?" The Emperor, still shaken, asked hastily upon hearing the increasingly piercing screams of pain from inside.
The palace maid shook her head. "The imperial physicians were helpless and could only tell us to use ice to relieve Her Highness's pain!"
But in this autumn month, if one keeps using ice to cool down, a high fever will likely develop before midnight. Once a person is sick, it is easier for evil spirits to invade.
With a flick of his sword finger, a golden talisman appeared before everyone's eyes and flew towards the sky above the palace!
Then, with the sound of a baby crying, the yellow talisman quickly burned, burning in the night sky until it turned to ashes. This reflected in Xu Nian's suddenly grim expression.
Everyone's hearts skipped a beat. The Second Prince frowned. "Has the County Princess noticed something?"
Xu Nian glanced at him; his face was still pale, but compared to the Crown Prince's cold sweat, it was truly remarkable that this man could maintain such a calm demeanor.
She nodded slightly and cupped her hands towards Jiang Mingyun, "Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine may be haunted by an aborted fetus. That's why she's having such a headache."
This thing can't really be called a ghost, nor can it be called a demon.
Because they were aborted from their mothers' wombs before birth, their souls were captured and raised by malicious people who gathered their resentment, and then used to harm others!
Calling it a monster would be more appropriate; the headache is just a mild symptom.
It seems that the infant spirit does not intend to kill the Imperial Concubine for the time being. If it really wanted to, the Imperial Concubine would die suddenly in less than half an hour before they arrived!
Hearing Xu Nian's explanation, not only Jiang Mingyun and the Crown Prince felt a chill in their hearts. Even the Second Prince felt a coldness in his heart.
The emperor hurriedly asked, "Does the county princess have a solution?"
I have a question: Where do these infant spirits come from?
Is there a tank upstairs? I'm terrified, I won't be able to sleep tonight.
[There must be many children in the palace who died young and could never be born; perhaps they were refined by someone.]
Xu Nian didn't have time to read the comments. She lowered her head and pondered for a while. The infant spirit was no ordinary evil spirit. The method she used to kill Princess Xiangyang last time was not feasible; it could only hold out for a while at most.
It requires a supremely yang magical artifact, along with the cooperation of a person with abundant yang energy, to pierce the infant spirit's body in order to resolve the issue.
With so many people here, let's leave aside the emperor for now and focus on Gu Zhan.
It's just a magical artifact...
She frowned, staring at the empty space in front of her in deep thought. The Third Prince had just woken up and was anxiously listening to his mother's voice from inside the palace, "Do you have any ideas? Tell me quickly!"
"Your Majesty, is your Imperial Sword in the palace?" The Imperial Sword is a symbol of status for emperors throughout history, and in their own world, there are many stories of emperors slaying demons in their dreams.
It is truly the most suitable magical artifact, but it is simply imperceptible to the naked eye of mortals!
Although Jiang Mingyun didn't know what Xu Nian meant by asking this, he thought for a moment and said, "Yes, it's in my study."
Fortunately, this precious sword did not travel south with any imperial envoy.
Slightly relieved, Xu Nian immediately cast a magic array, and the screams inside the room subsided slightly. "Gu Zhan, you're quick. I'll give you a quarter of an hour to quickly retrieve the sword. This is the key to rescuing the Imperial Concubine."
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