After rebirth, I rejected the Regent, but he pursued me instead

The emperor gave a frightening shout, and no one dared to murmur anymore.

Concubine Duan had no choice but to cry and be helped up by the Fifth Princess and the Second Prince with a stern face, and then she retreated in embarrassment.

"Father is really so. Mother just said something virtuous..."

Song Yunfu was covered by Song Yuheng before she could finish her words. "Royal sister, do you want to die? Didn't you hear what the emperor said just now? Don't make the emperor angry at this critical moment."

Just as Song Yuheng finished speaking, He Yingdong, with a relaxed brow, walked over.

"Yu'er is right. What the witch said is good for our He family. We should continue to wait and see. It was your mother who got impatient and brought shame to the He family."

After hearing what her uncle said, Song Yunfu stopped talking. After all, her uncle had the final say in everything in the He family, so she naturally didn't dare to talk back.

Then everyone's eyes fell on Song Chengzhong again.

Song Chengzhong's brows were furrowed, the wrinkles on his face were squeezed into a ball, and he kept pondering the witch's words in his mind.

If the spirit bird is really Ning'er, then is Ning'er blaming him for imprisoning her for her entire life?

Thinking of this, I felt extremely regretful.

Should he have let Ning'er go free?

Even if Jiang Xuening went to heaven, she could only live in pain, imprisoned by the Forgetful River day and night. Thinking of this, he felt heartbroken and wanted to do something for her.

So Song Chengzhong did not stop the witch who dared to slander the ancestors, but just let her continue to jump to see if it could relieve Ning'er's pain in heaven.

"If there really is a spirit bird blocking our ancestors, is there a way to solve it?"

"Your Majesty, please be patient. I will ask the bird to speak."

As she said this, the witch clasped her hands together, knelt on the ground, and closed her eyes, as if begging for others' forgiveness.

After a moment, he slowly opened his mouth and spoke.

"The ancestors said that if a spirit bird is killed, it will die with its eyes open. If we want to let it rest in peace, we should return its soul to the spirit bird."

Hearing this, Song Chengzhong's brows furrowed even more tightly, and the uneasiness on his face became more and more obvious.

Ning'er, is this asking me to take her spirit tablet out of the palace as well?

Just as he was thinking hard, the witch spoke again, "There is a fog beside the Forgotten River. A group of monsters are hiding in the fog. Look closely, they have bared fangs and claws, trying to climb up the branches and fly high, kill the royal family, and seize the throne. If it weren't for the spirit bird guarding them, I'm afraid they would all suffer this disaster."

As soon as these words came out, He Yingdong's face changed drastically and he hurriedly stopped them, "You witch, how dare you act so presumptuous in front of the emperor? You just cursed the late emperor, and now you curse the emperor again. I'm afraid you want to die!"

As he said this, He Yingdong was about to call for people to capture the witch, but was stopped by Ye Xianzhou.

"Wait a minute, Lord He. The emperor hasn't spoken yet, how can you make such a decision? Moreover, once the memorial service begins, stopping it would be a disrespect to the souls of the royal ancestors. If the souls of the emperor's ancestors are disturbed by this, can you bear the consequences?"

Hearing this, He Yingdong gritted his teeth but did not dare to refute.

Ye Xianzhou has always been by the emperor's side and is highly valued by the emperor. Now, he is entrusted with an important task by the emperor to be in charge of the affairs of the world. Given his high position and power, he does not dare to offend him easily and can only explain awkwardly.

"But this witch has now implicated our ancestors. If we don't stop her, this will spread out and cause chaos in the world."

"The world is in chaos? If what the witch said is false, we should just listen to it and not cause panic; if it is true, we should now confirm who the evil person the witch is talking about is, right? If the spirit bird is real, then according to the witch's words, this evil person is a prominent family hiding in the palace who wants to climb up the social ladder. Could it be that the He family is guilty?"

Ye Xianzhou just pressed his eyelashes, slightly supported his long beard, and responded indifferently, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, which made He Yingdong feel guilty.

Everyone knows that the He family is ambitious. When the country was not yet established, they used the power of their former family to force the emperor to marry Concubine Duan. Now they are relying on their status as royal relatives to secretly win power. It is obvious to everyone.

So when He Yingdong heard what the witch said about the demon clan, he reacted so strongly. He was probably afraid that the witch would point the finger at the He family, causing the He family to make enemies and ruin his great cause.

He Yingdong had no choice but to smile stiffly, "Prime Minister Ye, you are joking. I am just worried about the emperor. If there really is a demon, then the emperor will be the victim."

He Yingdong, just after Song Chengzhong finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back, turned his head and glanced at He Yingdong, his eyes were cold and chilly.

"You don't have to worry about me, my dear Lord. If it is a demon, there must be a way to get rid of it. Let's wait and see how the witch responds."

Hearing this, He Yingdong didn't dare to say anything else. He could only continue to watch the witch continue to talk nonsense.

“That’s when I started exorcism.”

After that, the witch took out a talisman from her sleeve and held it between her fingertips, chanting a spell. Suddenly, as if her throat was being strangled, her face was grim, and she only shouted, "The demon is trying to take over the throne! The emperor should be careful!"

After she finished speaking, the witch's face showed fear, as if her soul had been forcibly pulled away. Her body became weak and she collapsed limply in the direction of the He family.

Upon closer inspection, he was dead.

Suddenly, the voice that had been forcibly suppressed started to make noise again.

"Your Majesty, the witch is dead. I'm afraid her soul has been taken away by a demon. The news should be blocked immediately to prevent the world from being in chaos."

Seeing this, Ye Xianzhou quickly said goodbye to Song Chengzhong who was stunned beside him.

Song Chengzhong finally came to his senses and ordered the witch to be carried away and the news in the palace to be blocked to prevent such alarmist remarks from affecting the country.

Afterwards, everyone was dismissed. Song Chengzhong suffered a heart attack and was taken back to the palace first. Jiang Wanyu just stared at everything in a daze, shivering in her heart.

This is impossible, this is not scientific, the witch died just like that?!

Jiang Wanyu stood in the dispersing crowd with panic in her eyes. She lost her direction for a moment and always felt that this matter was not that simple.

Suddenly someone grabbed Jiang Wanyu's hand. When she looked up, it was Song Qiyan who had remained silent.

"What? Are you scared?"

"No."

She was not afraid, of course, but she felt that the palace was inexplicably terrifying. Whether it was the imprisoned virtuous concubine or the sudden death of the witch, they made her feel that the palace was like an abyss with no bottom.

"That's good, let's go, the matter is over."

"Finished?"

Jiang Wanyu looked at the man in front of her with some confusion, as if he had already noticed all this and was not surprised at all.

But Jiang Wanyu didn't ask any questions, she just felt that she shouldn't interfere in this matter.

And she didn't know what happened today. She didn't see any smile on Song Qi Yan's face today.

"Let's go, I'll take you home."

"go home?"

Before she could finish her words, Jiang Wanyu was sent to the carriage by Song Qiyan.

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