Chapter 662: Liufang Fantasy
Yun Qingqing stood in a white mist, looking around in a daze.
She didn't remember how she came here, nor did she know where she was. Her last memory was Xiao Changheng asking her to gather the emperor's soul.
Thinking of this, her heart ached again.
The fog suddenly began to waver. Yun Qingqing was stunned for a moment. She looked around again and saw a scene gradually emerging around her.
At first there were only simple lines, and then gradually the colors spread out, like a vivid picture.
The picture became more and more detailed and rich, changing from freehand to realistic, and finally becoming identical to the real scene, and she was already in it.
Is this... Fengqi Palace?
Yun Qingqing didn't often go to the harem, but she had a deeper impression of the queen's bedroom. The palace in front of her was indeed Fengqi Palace, but it was a little different.
The fluctuation of spiritual power when the fog appeared just now did let her know where she was, but it also gave rise to more questions.
This is the illusion created by Liufang.
Yun Qingqing subconsciously rubbed the jade ring on her thumb, but she also knew that she was only a spiritual consciousness at the moment, and the ring was just an image and not a real object.
She was just wondering why her spiritual consciousness entered this illusion when she didn't use Liufang.
Suddenly, a deep and deep bell sounded, and the originally deadly dream world suddenly became noisy. Some palace servants hurried in and out of the bedroom, and someone shouted:
"The Queen is dead!"
The bell rang four times and then stopped. Yun Qingqing realized that this was the sound of the Jingyang Bell announcing a death.
Queen? Chen?
But she soon realized that the queen here was not Chen, because the picture suddenly became blurry and then clear, and she had arrived at the queen's funeral.
Yun Qingqing saw the young man kneeling in front of her.
The face looked too young, but she still recognized it at a glance. It was Xiao Tianhong, who was about fifteen or sixteen years old.
Yun Qingqing's heart suddenly tightened.
So, this deceased queen... was Xiao Changheng's biological mother, and she died of childbirth complications.
The scene in front of her eyes blurred again. When she focused again, Yun Qingqing found that the scene had come to a cold palace.
Xiao Tianhong brushed past her and walked into the hall, and Yun Qingqing followed him.
There were not many people in the palace, only two palace maids and a wet nurse taking care of a baby. They immediately bowed when they saw him appear.
Xiao Tianhong waved his hand and asked them to step aside. He sat down beside the bed and looked at the baby quietly.
Yun Qingqing's gaze also fell on the baby's face. The child, who was over a month old, looked a little thin, with a pair of big dark eyes that were exceptionally bright. He didn't cry or make a fuss, but looked at Xiao Tianhong quietly.
"Why are you so thin?" Xiao Tianhong frowned slightly, his tone a little cold.
The nurse looked a little panicked. She lowered her head and shrank back, not daring to speak.
One of the older palace maids sighed, stepped forward and replied:
"Your Highness, the rumor in the palace is that the little prince killed the queen. Even the emperor believes it. You can see that we have nothing in this palace. The wet nurse can't even feed herself, so how can she have milk..."
"They even dare to deduct the prince's share?" Xiao Tianhong's eyes turned cold, and he closed his eyes again, exhaled slowly, and calmed himself down.
"Forget it. I will transfer someone from my own palace. If you need anything in the future, just tell him. Don't create a conflict with the Ministry of Internal Affairs."
"Thank you, Your Highness!" The palace maid and the wet nurse showed joy on their faces and hurried to express their gratitude.
Xiao Tianhong's expression suddenly paused and he looked down at his hands.
The baby was seen trying to hold one of his fingers with his two tiny hands, grinning and giggling.
He was slightly stunned, a complex look flashed across his face, and his brows softened unconsciously.
Seeing this, the palace maid stepped forward and said with a smile: "The little prince is very well behaved, Your Highness, would you like to hug him?"
Xiao Tianhong opened his mouth, and the word "good" was about to come out, but he swallowed it back.
He was silent for a moment, coughed lightly, stood up and walked out:
"No need, you guys take good care of her, I'll go back first."
Yun Qingqing glanced at the baby on the bed and was about to take a step to catch up when the scenery in front of her suddenly became blurry. After the light and shadow changed, she found herself in a dark stone chamber.
Xiao Tianhong stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the huge strange bird totem on the wall, with a faint glow of fiery light in his eyes.
There was a sound of a stone door opening behind him, and a man in a black robe walked up behind him, speaking in a gloomy tone:
"What do you want from me?"
Yun Qingqing recognized the voice, and sure enough, when the other party lifted his hood, it was Qing Fengzi's face that was revealed.
Xiao Tianhong tilted his head slightly and remained silent for a moment:
"It's nothing important. I just haven't heard about your progress for a long time, so I wanted to ask."
"Oh?" Qing Fengzi narrowed his eyes and looked at him suspiciously, "I thought you had found a suitable container, so you sent me the message."
Xiao Tianhong paused and looked at him coldly:
"You're spying on me?"
Qing Fengzi laughed sinisterly:
"So if you really do have a suitable container, you don't intend to hand it over? Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Lord God?"
Xiao Tianhong was silent for a moment, then said calmly:
"It's just that the time has not come yet. The Lord God is still asleep and the container is still very fragile. If we don't take good care of it, what will happen if something goes wrong?"
Qing Fengzi snorted coldly:
"You'd better be aware of this and don't delay your great cause."
"Of course." Xiao Tianhong said expressionlessly, "But you, your body is about to fail, right? You should worry more about yourself, otherwise it will really delay things."
He thought Qing Fengzi would be angry when he heard this, but he didn't expect him to laugh sinisterly:
"You don't have to worry about this. I have recently found a perfect target for possession, who is even more suitable for cultivation than my original body!"
"Oh?" Xiao Tianhong narrowed his eyes.
Qing Fengzi did not explain further, but took out a small bottle with dense runes engraved on it from his arms and threw it on the table in front of him:
"The Lord God has allowed you to take your time, but to prevent any trouble, you should first plant the seed of evil in the container, and the Lord God will take over after he wakes up."
After saying that, he put his hood back on, turned around and walked out.
"I have to go to the Star Gate to pick up my new body. If you have anything else, wait until I'm done with it."
Xiao Tianhong coldly watched his back disappear behind the stone gate, his gaze fell back on the small bottle on the table, his brows furrowed tightly.
Yun Qingqing's eyes lit up as she stared at the evil aura emanating from the small bottle, and her gaze turned cold.
This is exactly the source of the bad luck on Xiao Changheng.
She took a step forward and was about to take a closer look, but the scenery around her suddenly faded and gradually went away. More scenery appeared in the void around her, passing by like a kaleidoscope of colors.
Yun Qingqing immediately focused her attention and used her powerful spiritual sense to quickly browse through these fleeting memories and glean important information from them.
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