The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

He didn't want to put Zhong Zhiling to death, never wanted to, what he wanted was to control him, manipulate him, make him completely surrender, and completely bow to himself, but if Zhong Zhiling insisted on going his own way...

Siyao, after a long while, Zhong Zhiheng turned to look at the portrait of the woman on the wall, with a gentle voice full of sarcasm, Take a dream to Lao Qi, so that he won't force me... to destroy my relatives righteously.

Long live Lord, Zhao Ruhai came in through the curtain, followed by a great mage, Zhao Ruhai walked up to Zhong Zhiheng and bowed to report, I want to report to Long Live Lord, the practice of the mage has ended, and Daoist Qingxu said that there is something important I want to report to you face to face.

Xuan. Zhong Zhiheng said in a deep voice.

Pindao Qingxu has met Lord Long Live, and respectfully greets my emperor! The Daoist Qingxu followed Zhao Ruhai in and bowed to Zhong Zhiheng.

Okay, let's get back on your feet, Zhong Zhiheng said, while looking at the white-bearded and white-haired Daoist Qingxu who looked like a fairy wind and crane bone in front of him, he asked, Have you finished all the rituals?

Yes, if you go back to Lord Longevity, the ritual has just been done, Daoist Qingxu said, while carefully wording his words, I want to report to Lord Longevity, it is of great importance that Pindao has found an idea at the concubine Hui. Pindao came to report to Lord Long Live.

A seat. Zhong Zhiheng said slowly.

Yes, this subordinate obeys. Zhao Ruhai was so busy that he moved an embroidered pier and put it behind Daoist Qingxu.

Thank you, Long Live Lord, Daoist Qingxu hurriedly said, while sitting down, he said respectfully, Just now, as soon as the poor Taoist entered the Changchun Palace, he found that there was a very dark atmosphere inside, which was very strange. I cast spells to exorcise the evil spirits, but found that there were undead spirits inside, and it was the undead spirits that caused the trouble, and Empress Hui was suffering from nightmares these days.

Undead that can't be driven away? Zhong Zhiheng frowned. He always sneered at ghosts. At this time, he didn't believe the serious face of Daoist Qingxu, but he still wanted to continue listening, You But tell me, whose undead is that? Why can't it be driven away?

Yes, Lord Long Live, the undead has an unresolved knot in his heart, so he has been stranded in the yang world and refused to leave. It's just that the undead has been old for a long time, and he didn't have much ability. He never dared to approach ordinary people. Pregnant, the body and spirit are not as good as before, so the undead have a loophole, but there are so many gods and door gods guarding the palace, how can there be undead entering? Daoist Qingxu frowned, pinching his fingers in his mouth After muttering something, for a while, he put down his hands, stood up again, knelt down on the ground, and then reported to Zhong Zhiheng in fear, Long live Lord, please forgive the death penalty of the poor.

Zhong Zhiheng said impatiently: Speak up if you have something to say.

I don't know if Concubine Hui has participated in the sacrificial ceremony since she was pregnant? Or... At this point, the Taoist priest Qingxu paused, carefully sizing Zhong Zhiheng's gloomy complexion, while being arrogant and afraid Panting, he continued to whisper, Or did Empress Hui concubine ever sacrifice to someone in private? That's why the undead were attracted.

Zhong Zhiheng's complexion was extremely ugly, he looked at Taoist Master Qingxu who was kneeling in front of him, and the fire in his heart was cracking up, but a layer of cold sweat was already breaking out on his palms.

Long Live Lord, Zhong Zhiheng remained silent for a long time, and then Zhao Ruhai carefully reminded, Ms. Hui's nightmare started after Qixi Festival.

Zhong Zhiheng knew it well, he drank two sips of tea, suppressed all the dissatisfaction in his heart, and then looked at Taoist Qingxu again: What method can we use to get rid of that undead?

Long live Lord, as long as the undead has fulfilled its wish, it will not stay in the world. Qingxu said long.

Then how can we know what the undead's wish is? Zhong Zhiheng frowned.

This poor man doesn't have enough mana, so he really can't penetrate it, Daoist Qingxu said with a masculine look on his face, and when he met Zhong Mingwei's gaze, he was excited all over, and said in a hurry, You can try your best, please. Long live the Lord is gracious!

Okay, get out of here. Zhong Zhiheng suddenly said coldly.

Yes, yes, the poor Taoist is resigning. The Qingxu Daoist bowed and retreated as if hearing the amnesty.

Long Live Lord, Zhao Ruhai refilled Zhong Zhiheng's tea, and then stood beside Zhong Zhiheng, hesitating to say something, Could it be that Empress Zhenxian still has some unfulfilled wish, so she came here in the body of Concubine Hui? Do you want it, Lord Long Live?