"ah--"
A scream came from outside. Xue Li curled up under the covers and looked up at the same time as the little emperor.
They heard Liang Jiugong outside angrily grabbing a guard.
"You're a big guy, what are you yelling about?"
The guard looked aggrieved: "This servant has failed in his duty. This servant humbly requests to stand in the corner and reflect on his mistakes!"
"You! Fine, then go stand in that corner and reflect on your mistakes!" Liang Jiugong looked gloating, but tried his best to pretend he didn't know anything.
The big guy looked like he was about to cry but had no tears!
"Your Majesty, there is nothing amiss outside!" Liang Jiugong replied.
"Hmm!" Little Kangxi turned around and saw Xue Li smiling, revealing her small white teeth. "What are you doing, you little rascal?"
"Were the people outside frightened? My voice was so low!" Shirley's spirit wanted to laugh when she saw the big guard's aggrieved look.
Several guards turned away and laughed at him, gloating.
“They are martial artists, with sharp ears and eyes!” Little Kangxi explained. “Qiongju, continue! I feel there’s something wrong with your story. Was that footstep the scholar’s wife? Isn’t she gone?”
Sherry looked inscrutable and then continued her lecture.
"The scholar, half asleep and half awake, heard the footsteps. He was somewhat conscious, but he couldn't open his eyes no matter what he did. He felt as if something was sticking to his eyes!"
"This must be a nightmare!" the young emperor added.
Sherry puffed out her cheeks and glared at him fiercely.
"Qiongju is very intelligent, Qiongju, continue!" The young emperor couldn't help but smile, his eyes crinkling.
That night, the footsteps were heard again in the room, and this time they came to his bedside and stopped. The scholar was so frightened that he tried to get up, but he had no strength at all.
"Suddenly!" Sherry's voice was soft and eerie. "The scholar felt a cool sensation on his neck, as if a pair of soft hands were stroking it, and then suddenly pinching it!"
"Mother, sob sob sob..." A sobbing voice came from outside the house, and Liang Jiugong's angry shouts could be faintly heard.
The young emperor was probably in high spirits and didn't mind; on the contrary, he laughed even more uncontrollably when he heard the commotion outside.
Sherry realized she had misjudged the situation. This was supposed to be a horror story, so why was she laughing like that?
The young emperor saw the resentment in Shirley's eyes and tried hard to stop laughing.
Sherry pouted and continued speaking!
"It was as if the scholar was really being choked, making it hard for him to breathe! The scholar's face was contorted with rage, and he struggled frantically but to no avail. Just as he was on the verge of death, a rooster crowed, and the force on his neck suddenly disappeared. The scholar breathed a sigh of relief and hid under the covers in terror, trembling."
The combination of Sherry's expression and tone, along with the tranquility of the night, made the scene even more captivating.
With the atmosphere built up, the little emperor, unusually, began to cooperate.
"The scholar was terrified and traveled more than ten miles to the neighboring county town. He found the famous lame old Taoist priest and told him about his situation over the past few days. The priest said that he was being haunted by an evil spirit and that today was the seventh day after the evil spirit's death, and it would definitely come back to take him away."
"Upon hearing this, the scholar was so frightened that he lost his composure and hurriedly asked what method could be used to ward off the evil spirit. The fortune teller then asked him how the woman had died. How could the scholar tell the truth? He only said that the woman had died of illness, and that his family was too poor to afford to save her, which was why she harbored resentment and caused him trouble. His story was plausible, so the old Taoist believed him and drew him a talisman, instructing him to go home that night. After nightfall, he was to hide the talisman under his bed, saying that the evil spirit could pass through walls, teleport, and possess people, but it could not bend over, so it would not be able to find him. As long as he could get through to dawn, he would be safe and sound."
"The scholar went home as instructed and hid under the bed after nightfall. Sure enough, the female ghost came after midnight. Footsteps could be heard in the room, from the door to the bed, getting closer and closer!"
"Hiss... Master, I'm scared!" Shirley heard the little eunuch outside clinging to Liang Jiugong's leg, tears welling up in his eyes.
Liang Jiugong, his legs trembling and his face expressionless, tightly clutched the whisk.
Liang Jiugong: Master is also afraid... but Master doesn't say anything.
The scholar thought everything was foolproof, but to his surprise, the voice stopped right beside the bed, as if it were right next to his ear. A cool breeze blew by, as if someone was whispering in his ear! After a long time of silence, he thought the evil spirit had left, so he mustered up his courage and turned his head to look. Guess what he saw?
As Sherry finished speaking, she wrapped herself in the blanket, huddled up, and looked terrified!
Damn it, I'm scared of telling myself this!
"What did you see?" the little emperor asked as he came over to snatch her blanket, but Sherry clung to it tightly.
"He saw a head lying upside down, the blood flowing from it staining the ground red, its eyes fixed on him! When the scholar turned his head, the demon's face instantly became incredibly ferocious." As Shirley spoke, she bared her teeth and claws, shouting, "The demon screamed in a shrill voice, 'You heartless dog, prepare to die!'"
"ah--"
"hiss--"
"Mother!"
The screams of terror outside were deafening. The little emperor wasn't frightened by Sherry's story, but he was startled by the screams outside.
I was furious when I realized what had happened!
"quiet!"
The air suddenly fell silent, and Sherry quietly added, "This is just a fictional story!"
Whose fault is it? Her? Absolutely not. Blame them for being so perceptive.
Sherry hid secretly under the covers, too afraid to come out.
The young emperor instantly laughed in anger.
"How dare you!"
Sherry felt like crying but had no tears left to shed.
"How dare you try to steal my blanket!"
"It was clearly the Emperor who was fighting with me for the blanket!" Xue Li poked her head out and said before hiding away again.
The young emperor lifted the blanket from under her and slapped her on the buttocks.
"Oh? What in this world doesn't belong to me?"
"This servant is also the Emperor's!" Xue Li simply took off her underpants, her fair and rosy buttocks trembling like two plump peaches.
The young emperor didn't speak, but after a long pause, he couldn't resist taking a bite.
"Ah~" Sherry couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
The little emperor suddenly crawled into bed, and the two of them started playfully fighting.
The next day, he went to pay his respects to the Empress.
The Empress took a few extra glances at Sherry this time.
Among so many women, Shirley's appearance was not outstanding, so she was only chosen because she was a palace maid who knew how to navigate social situations.
The emperor is just clinging to old feelings!
Besides, the emperor hasn't even picked all those flowers in the harem yet!
The Empress felt relieved after her thoughts returned to her mind and began to joke and laugh with everyone.
Occasionally, he would prick Consort Niohuru.
Consort Niohuru gave a firm but not overly forceful response.
The Queen, feeling utterly bored, dismissed everyone.
In the days that followed, Consort Niohuru, Consort Magiya, and Consort Ulanara all served him in bed.
It was obvious to the naked eye that Lady Magiya was very much favored by the young emperor.
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