Pfft.
The dagger plunged deep into his abdomen, and bright red blood gushed out.
Ning Mingshao turned his head with difficulty and saw the woman coldly watching his life or death, without the slightest emotion. He suddenly laughed, a strange arc curving his lips. His bloodied hand gripped the dagger, and he stared at her menacingly. "You thought I gave Prince Jin a real antidote? Hahaha, I said there was no cure for this poison. I merely... delayed his death. Seven days... in seven days you can collect his corpse—"
Bi Xie cursed inwardly, but it was too late. Ning Mingshao fell to the ground in a pool of blood with a thud, his eyes still fixed on her, the smile on his lips chilling to the bone.
Bi Xie dismissed the five ghosts, and after waiting for the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn, Lin Jinwei led his men in.
When the Crown Princess saw the extra corpse inside, her sickly face turned even paler, and she dared not look at Bi Xie.
Upon seeing the Crown Prince lying naked and dead, Bi Xie covered in blood, and the Prince unconscious, Zi Xiu's face paled, but she still mustered her courage to help Bi Xie up, "Your Highness..."
Lin Jinwei's pupils constricted in shock. He strode over and caught sight of the gruesome wound on the Crown Prince's chest. Even someone as accustomed to death as him couldn't help but frown. He took the blankets from the bed and covered the Crown Prince with them before turning to Bi Xie. "Your Highness, what exactly happened?" How did the Crown Prince die? And who is this male corpse on the ground?
"The Crown Prince's male favorite killed the Crown Prince," Bi Xie glanced at the Crown Princess, whose eyes were glazed over, and didn't continue. The effects of the bone-softening powder hadn't worn off yet. Remembering Ning Mingshao's dying words, she hurriedly said, "Send the Prince back to his residence first. The Prince has been poisoned. Send someone to the palace to fetch the imperial physician—"
Zi Xiu helped Bi Xie to her feet and noticed the blood on her skirt. She was shocked and exclaimed, "Your Highness, you...you're bleeding!"
Bi Xie's palms were sweaty. Ning Mingshao had pushed her, and she had hit the bed frame, which caused her to have abdominal pain. She tried to reason with Ning Mingshao, but she was just trying to hold on. However, the abdominal pain came in waves.
Lin Jinwei also looked over and immediately ordered in a deep voice, "Send the Prince and Princess back to their residence first!"
Prince Jin's Mansion.
The emperor pointed at a group of imperial physicians, his forehead veins bulging with rage. "All you do is talk about is incompetence, incompetence! I don't want to hear incompetence. If you can't protect the child in Princess Jin's womb, I'll take all your heads!"
The imperial physician said in a mournful voice, "Your Majesty, we have done our best. Princess Jin was poisoned by the 'softening powder,' lost too much blood, and was delayed for too long. We really cannot save the fetus. Please calm your anger, Your Majesty!"
"What about Prince Jin? Why hasn't Prince Jin woken up yet?"
Imperial Physician: "Your Highness Prince Jin, Your Highness Prince Jin has been poisoned. Your Majesty, we...we are still unable to identify the type of poison. We beg Your Majesty to grant us more time..."
The emperor, furious, rubbed his temples and roared, "You can't save the child in Princess Jin's womb, nor can you cure Prince Jin's poison. Tell me, what use are you?"
"Your Majesty, Prince Jin has woken up and wants to see the Princess Consort." As soon as the Imperial Guard Lin entered, he saw that the Emperor was furious. He sighed inwardly. In one day, the Crown Prince died, Princess Consort Jin miscarried, and Prince Jin was poisoned. No wonder His Majesty was so angry.
When Bi Xie woke up, the moon was high in the sky. She only remembered that after drinking a bowl of dark medicine, she fainted from the pain.
Ru Hua's voice sounded clear and crisp in the night: "Host, are you feeling better?"
Bi Xie didn't answer. He slowly moved his hand to his lower abdomen, and after a long while, he said in a hoarse voice, "The baby is gone."
Ru Hua said emotionlessly, "Host, this child should never have been born into this world. Don't be sad. The villain just came to see you and has now been summoned to the emperor's study. He must be asking about the death of the crown prince. You must cheer up quickly, otherwise, if the emperor of Ye Xi blames you for the death of the crown prince and then takes his anger out on Kui Yang and sends troops against Kui Yang, then all your efforts will be in vain!"
Bi Xie felt utterly exhausted, and even when Ru Hua unusually offered a clear and logical analysis for her, she had no mood to joke around.
She closed her eyes silently, a string of tears silently rolling down her cheeks. They say a mother and child are connected at heart. She hadn't even had a chance to tell Si Jin the good news that she felt the baby move. She could even imagine him hearing her baby move, and how he would both disdainfully and carefully touch the baby in her belly, their bodies touching through the skin of her stomach...
She rushed to the East Palace, but before she could share the good news, she encountered Ning Mingshao, who was supposedly already dead, which dragged her directly from heaven to hell.
"Host, you're crying." Ru Hua was startled to see the tears rolling down her cheeks. "Host, please don't cry! Don't scare me! What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, just let me cry for a while," Bi Xie's voice was hoarse and trembling with tears.
She didn't know why she was crying. She was just thinking about Wei Zhaoye and Qin Xiaoxie's world. She had also had a baby there. She had even fantasized about what her baby would look like in the future. But no matter which plane or this world, she couldn't hold on to anything...
She suddenly felt a little tired.
Ru Hua suddenly fell silent, and Bi Xie, exhausted from crying, slowly fell asleep again.
“Bi Xie”.
Who is calling her?
She suddenly opened her eyes and saw an ancient castle in full bloom with white roses. The iron gate was wide open, as if inviting her to enter. She saw large swathes of red roses planted in the garden, like blood staining the ground. In one corner of the garden, there was a swing that swayed gently in the breeze.
"Bi Xie, do you want to end the mission?"
The voice rang out again, faint and distant. Bi Xie abruptly looked around, "Ghost cultivator—"
It was the sound of the ghost cultivator slaying the sick wine.
"Come out! Tell me, are you Zang? Are you the villainous boss in every world I transmigrate through? What do you want? Why are you making me do these missions? How can I end these missions?" She ran into the castle, and the red roses blocking her way receded to both sides like the receding tide.
She ran into the castle and saw a brownish-red coffin and a piano, as well as the faint candlelight burning on the silver candlesticks on the long table. But she didn't see the Ghost Cultivator's Sick Wine. She opened the coffin, and it was empty.
She bit her lip, her eyes searching around, finally settling on the staircase that stretched into the darkness.
She remembered that Ru Hua had told her that the castle was home not only to Gui Xiu, but also to many other spirits like her.
Hiking boots crunched on the steps, and just as Bi Xie stepped onto the second floor, a soothing and melodious tune suddenly played from the piano on the first floor. Her back stiffened, and her scalp tingled. Without turning around, she continued walking into the second-floor corridor. After walking several hundred steps in the dark, a room finally appeared on her right.
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