Her Highness Doesn’t Want to Work Hard Anymore

Hua Manman walked to the door and said to Chen Wangbei who was guarding outside.

"You take this token and go out of the palace, go to the Seven Stars Temple in the south of the city to find Daoist Feihe, and after you find him, bring him into the palace. I need his help with something."

Hua Manman handed over a white jade token.

That is the token given by the emperor to King Zhao. As long as you have it, you can enter and leave the palace at any time.

Chen Wangbei took the token with both hands.

Hua Manman originally thought that Chen Wangbei would ask who the real Feihe was, and what did he do with him?

She is already ready to play sloppy eyes.

However, Chen Wangbei didn't ask a word, turned around and left after collecting the token.

Hua Manman had to sigh with emotion, talk less and do more, Chen Shiwei is really a good employee!

At this time, King Zhao had already returned to the coffin.

Hua Manman helped him cover the coffin.

In order to cooperate with King Zhao's plan, Hua Manman asked the system for three mantra pills.

The system owed him a special lucky bag before, and now it can be exchanged for the Mantra Pill.

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Wu Wang truthfully told the emperor what he saw in the mourning hall.

The emperor looked at the queen and said.

"Ji'er is really dead, you should be at ease now, right?"

The queen still didn't believe it: "You haven't opened the coffin to see, how can you be sure whether King Zhao is dead or alive?"

The emperor frowned: "Don't mess around, Ji'er is already dead, can't you let him go quietly?"

The queen said no more, but she had already made up her mind.

Tomorrow morning she must go to the mourning hall to see for herself.

It was bright the next day.

Regardless of the dissuasion of others, the queen insisted on leaving Fengyi Hall.

Seeing her stubbornness, the emperor had no choice but to go to the mourning hall with her.

As soon as they arrived near the mourning hall, they saw the door of the mourning hall was open, there seemed to be a figure shaking inside, and the tinkling of bells could be heard vaguely.

When the emperor and queen walked into the mourning hall, they found that there was a middle-aged Taoist priest in the mourning hall.

The Taoist priest was tall and thin, wearing a blue Taoist robe with cranes embroidered on the hem and sleeves, wearing a Taoist crown, fair skin, and a beard under his chin. His appearance really looked like a fairy.

Holding a mahogany sword in one hand and a bell in the other, he was circling around King Zhao's coffin, chanting the most powerful words.

The bell jingled as he shook it.

Hua Manman has already changed out of Dahong's wedding dress.

At this time, she was wearing a plain white dress, kneeling respectfully on the futon, holding King Zhao's spiritual tablet in her arms, her eyes were red, and she looked like she had just cried.

Seeing the emperor and queen coming, Hua Manman hurriedly greeted them.

The emperor asked, "What are you doing? Where did that Taoist priest come from?"

Hua Manman wiped the teardrops from the corners of her eyes, and explained in a crying voice.

"Returning to Your Majesty, my concubine had a dream last night, in which King Zhao shed tears of blood.

He said that he died unjustly and could not be reincarnated, and hoped that his concubine could help him.

The concubine asked someone to invite an expert from outside the palace, and his Taoist name was Master Feihe.

It is said that he is very good at exorcising evil spirits.

The concubine wanted to ask him for help, to ask who killed King Zhao?

As long as the real culprit who poisoned King Zhao to death can be caught and brought to justice, King Zhao can rest in peace. "

The queen sneered disdainfully: "At this time, you are still playing tricks here?!"

Hua Manman didn't fight back when she was bullied, she just wept silently, with a pitiful look of "I'm wronged but I can't say it".

The emperor looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest who was still dancing, frowning, very dissatisfied.

"This is the imperial palace, how can you get all these ghosts and gods? Come and drive this Taoist priest out."

Unexpectedly, the moment Feilongqi got close to Master Feihe, he shook his body suddenly, followed by the mahogany sword in his hand, pointing the sword point straight at the queen, and a sharp cry came from his throat.

"It was you who killed King Zhao! Your body is full of sins, and you will definitely get retribution!"

The queen was taken aback by his sudden accusation, and immediately sank her face, and reprimanded in a cold voice.

"Pretending to be a god and playing tricks, bewitching the crowd!"

The emperor also felt that Master Feihe was talking nonsense.

To decide a case, we must pay attention to the facts. How can we convict someone with just a few words of a Taoist priest?

What's more, the accused person is still the queen, the majestic mother of a country.

The emperor's dissatisfaction was palpable.

He was about to reprimand him when he saw Master Feihe pull out a yellow talisman as if by magic.

With a flick of the fingertip, the yellow talisman ignited without fire!

There are indeed two tricks in this move.

The emperor was stunned.

The others also stared intently, wondering what tricks this Taoist priest could play next.

When the yellow talisman was about to burn out, Master Feihe stuffed it into the tea, then picked up the teacup and poured a big mouthful of tea, then squirted the tea mixed with the ash of the talisman onto the coffin.

When the emperor saw this, he was immediately angry.

"presumptuous!"

That was Li Ji's coffin, how dare this bull-nosed Taoist spit on the coffin!

Master Feihe didn't seem to hear the emperor's scolding, and after spraying the water, he began to mutter again.

Immediately afterwards, a frightening scene appeared——

Bright red blood overflowed from the gap in the coffin lid and slowly flowed down the coffin to the ground.

Master Feihe said sharply.

"This is King Zhao weeping blood and calling for grievances!"

The emperor stared blankly at the blood-oozing coffin, and his heart was slightly shaken.

So far, the real culprit of the poisoning has not been found out, and Li Ji's death was indeed unjust.

The haunting of Fengyi Palace and Hua Manman's entrusted dreams are all their one-sided words. The emperor may not believe it, but now he has seen the blood seeping from the coffin with his own eyes, so he can't fake it.

Could it be that Li Ji really wanted to find the murderer to avenge himself?

The queen's complexion also became extremely ugly at this time.

She said through gritted teeth.

"It must be the ghost of King Zhao hiding in the coffin, he must not be dead!"

As she spoke, she ordered someone to open the coffin, intending to see with her own eyes whether King Zhao in the coffin was dead or alive.

However, the coffin was still oozing blood at this time, which looked very scary.

No one dared to touch the coffin.

Many of them began to waver, suspecting that it was the ghost of King Zhao who was causing the trouble.

Even if there are a small number of people who don't believe in ghosts and gods, they feel that the coffin is very evil and dare not touch it.

Seeing this, the Queen's face became even more ugly.

"Okay, since you guys don't do it, I will do it myself."

After she finished speaking, she flicked her sleeves and strode to the side of the coffin, intending to reach out and push the lid of the coffin.

Hua Manman hurriedly followed, and stood in front of the coffin, crying and begging.

"No, empress, you will disturb the prince if you do this."

The queen thought she was in the way, and was about to order someone to drag her away.

As a result, as soon as his mouth opened, Hua Manman popped out the mantra pill pinched in the palm of his hand, and sent it into the Queen's mouth accurately.

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Wait for another chapter~