Chapter 256 Another Incident
Prince Yu died suddenly.
Right under the noses of the secret guards of Prince Rong's mansion, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
The servants hurriedly called a doctor, who diagnosed it as heart failure.
"The prince took Jing Yang to see him secretly. Jing Yang said there were no symptoms of poisoning, nor any other illness. It was just a sudden failure of the five internal organs, and he died instantly."
The emperor immediately thought of his previous inexplicable fainting and turned to the little ghost, "Is it a sorcery?"
As he spoke, he pulled the little ghost's true body out a little, allowing the little ghost to breathe, "I don't know... I only know that Prince Yu listens to him in everything.
I was sent into Prince Jing's body. The late emperor was afraid that I would be exposed, so he asked Prince Yu to keep an eye on me and teach me how to pretend to be Prince Jing more convincingly.
Let me go. I really told you everything I know. The late emperor often lied to me before. He was worried that I wouldn't be obedient and help him to keep an eye on others, so he pretended to be nice to me, gave me a jade sword to play with, gave me a name, and even lied to me that he raised Shi Yu in order to resurrect me.
In fact, it’s all fake. I became King Jing, and only then did I realize that everything is fake. The late emperor has been deceiving me all along…”
He suddenly burst into tears like a child, "I am even more pitiful than you. I died only a few months after I was born, and I don't know what is good or bad. All I know is what the late emperor taught me.
My father only used me, my mother didn't know I existed, and now my own brother and niece want to kill me. Why did God let me be reborn into the Shi family...
I already know I was wrong, I will never do bad things again, please forgive me, it hurts so much, it hurts so much, brother..."
Maybe he said that he knew nothing and was taught by the late emperor, or maybe it was because they were all the late emperor's children and were all used by the late emperor, or maybe it was because of that miserable word "brother".
A look of pity appeared on the emperor's face.
The little ghost caught his expression accurately and begged the emperor to untie him, "Brother, I'm in so much pain, my whole body is in pain, being tied up like this hurts even more, brother, please untie me.
I can't do anything anymore. I just want to die peacefully. I just want to be reborn into an ordinary family and never be his son again. Brother, brother, Zhao'er is in so much pain..."
Out of pity, the emperor released the little devil.
The little ghost was free, sat down on the ground, and cried like a child, wiping his tears with his hands and kicking his legs, "Thank you, brother... finally... finally someone is kind to Zhao'er, Zhao'er's death is worth it.
I remembered... the late emperor... he had been practicing a puppet formation that could make people obedient, affectionate, and convinced...
It’s just that he never found the right method before, so people could only trust him slightly... maybe... maybe..."
He kicked his legs and cried intermittently as he moved closer to the brazier.
The emperor was shocked that the late emperor could practice this kind of evil magic. Could it be that when he started the rebellion, he used this evil magic to make people follow him?
He was so preoccupied with his own affairs that he didn't notice the little ghost crying at the top of his lungs. A surge of murderous energy emanated from his body and he suddenly pounced on the real body in the brazier.
The little ghost ignored the fire and reached into the brazier.
The late emperor was worried that once he had a real body, his ghostly powers would increase greatly and would be difficult to control in the future, so he kept his real body hidden.
Now it was a blessing in disguise. The idiot Wei Qingyan actually sent his real body to him. As long as the real body was not burned to ashes, it would be of great use to him.
As long as he gets the real body, he can quickly increase his ghost power and contain the emperor. With the hostage, he can quickly escape from here and find a dark place to practice his ghost power.
In the future, I will definitely come back and kill people like Wei Qingyan and Shi Yu without a burial place.
The real body is right in front of him. If he moves a little further, he will be able to get it. Soon, he will succeed.
However, his abdomen seemed to be blocked by something, and he could no longer move forward. He lowered his eyes to look at the obstacle in front of him, and it turned out to be a spear that had penetrated directly into his abdomen.
The man with the gun was Wei Qingyan.
How could that be?
Weren't they distracted by his crying and let down their guard?
How could Wei Qingyan still attack him? This cold-hearted and heartless bitch, he cursed in his heart, but his neck turned towards the emperor, "Brother, it hurts, I... I just want to hug my body and die.
That is the only thing that truly belongs to Zhao'er, brother, help me..."
The emperor snorted coldly and threw a few more candles as thick as his arms into the charcoal fire. "I have seen many tricks of women in the harem pretending to be pitiful. You are far worse than them."
The late emperor was not a human being, so how could this adopted brother in front of him be any good person?
"You actually lied to me." The little ghost saw that his trick of pretending to be pitiful was seen through and he was being fooled by the emperor, while his real body was completely burning.
He was filled with a kind of rage, his eyes were red, and he was mumbling something.
The emperor felt the room suddenly become cold and gloomy. Lan Shu hurriedly stood beside him and held his hand.
Wei Qingyan frowned, pulled out his spear, and quickly stabbed it into the little ghost's throat.
The unfinished term that the kid hadn't finished reading got stuck in his throat and gurgled out with the blood.
Wei Qingyan stared at the little ghost intently. Seeing that his face was ferocious, he tried to break free from King Jing, but was held tightly by Abu who was attached to the Posha Spear.
Until his real body was burned to ashes and the little ghost's soul dissipated bit by bit, King Jing's head tilted down.
Not long after, corpse spots strangely appeared on the body, as if the person had been dead for many days.
"Is he dead this time?" the emperor asked hesitantly.
Wei Qingyan nodded, "Dead."
It turns out that if the real body is burned, the little ghost's soul will be scattered.
Wei Qingyan took out a talisman from his bosom, collected the wisp of black energy that floated out of his true body into the talisman, and said to the emperor, "Father, please bury Prince Jing's body properly."
The little ghost said that King Jing's soul was dispersed by the late emperor, but Wei Qingyan didn't believe it. She didn't believe that the late emperor was so powerful that he could disperse King Jing's soul at will.
She would rather believe that King Jing's soul was hidden somewhere by the late emperor, or even kept by his side. Perhaps she could use this resentment to find King Jing's soul.
The emperor knew that he did not understand the matter of the mysterious arts, so he did not ask any more questions. He called Feng Ruobao in and asked him to secretly find a good place to bury King Jing's body.
As the body was taken away, the emperor thought of Prince Yu and said, "Go with your mother to rest for a while, then go to Prince Yu's mansion."
He knew that his daughter was anxious to deal with matters in the capital, but he was also worried that she would exhaust herself from working so much without sleep.
Moreover, Prince Yu's death was inexplicable, and he was really worried about the extent of the late emperor's evil magic.
Wei Qingyan knew what the emperor was worried about, and said thoughtfully, "The note that the fat monk gave me recorded the puppet formation.
Once the late emperor mastered this formation, anyone caught in it would be controlled by him, including life and death. Perhaps Prince Yu died in it. I want to go and see it."
The emperor was shocked. "It's so powerful! Has he mastered it?"
If you can master it, that would be amazing.
Wei Qingyan explained, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. You need the other party to be willing before you can join the battle. Prince Yu was willing to be controlled by the late emperor."
Therefore, even if one has mastered the skills of the former emperor, he cannot harm others at will.
Unless he had something to ask of him or wanted to make a deal with him, Wei Qingyan inexplicably thought of Shi Chengze.
Could it be that after Shi Chengze left home, Prince Yu couldn't find his son and wanted to get news about his son from the late emperor, so he volunteered to join the battle?
But now that Prince Yu is dead, Wei Qingyan has no energy to delve into why Prince Yu was willing to be controlled by the late emperor.
Because someone died in the palace again.
Not long after Feng Ruobao left with Prince Jing's body, he returned with a terrified look on his face, "Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince... The Seventh Prince is dead..."
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