Chapter 52 Spirits

Author: Qing Yunmo

Chapter 52 Spirits

He read again, "Peach wood sword, black dog blood..."

Yun Zhao was frightened by the voice and trembled all over. When he raised his head and saw it was him, he trembled again.

The whole person fell directly from the stool, and his body showed a posture of falling to the ground.

No matter how calm Xiao Changyin's temper was, he couldn't help but be shocked at this moment.

He quickly bent down to help the person up, but Yun Zhao couldn't help but step back when he saw his stretched out hand.

"I, I have my own hands and feet. I can stand up on my own." Yun Zhao quickly stood up and kept a safe distance from the man in front of him, his eyes full of vigilance.

Xiao Changyin: "..."

Seeing him stunned there, Yun Zhao became even more suspicious.

She pretended that nothing happened and walked to the other side, picked up a book and sat down to read.

But she was thinking in her heart, if Xiao Changyin was really possessed by an evil spirit, whether she should invite a monk or a Taoist priest.

If the two of them invite you together, will there be a fight between the two parties before that?

She thought for a long time, and when she felt that the two sides would not fight, she realized something.

It seems like she can't be invited anywhere.

Xiao Changyin looked at Yun Zhao's sad face and was also filled with confusion.

He walked over, but Yun Zhao didn't notice. He just subconsciously turned the pages of the book with both hands.

"Zhao Zhao."

Yun Zhao raised his head, his eyes still filled with moisture from sleepiness, and looked particularly aggrieved under the candlelight.

The man felt soft in his heart, but his words were not soft at all, "Your book was knocked down."

Yun Zhao: "..."

She closed the book and put it aside sarcastically. She always felt that the man's gaze was strange, so she ran to the inner hall at an extremely fast speed.

Then a head emerged from the glazed screen that blocked his sight, and he said, "I'm sleepy, let's go to bed first."

As soon as she finished speaking, she shrank back, not even a hair showing.

But after a while, she appeared on the other side of the screen wearing pajamas and a pair of thick socks, tiptoeing without making a sound.

There are landscapes painted on the glazed screen. Even if the landscape covers the entire glazed screen, it cannot completely cover the scene on the other side.

In other words, Xiao Changyin could see Yun Zhao's figure huddled here at a glance.

The man's jaw was slightly tense, his profile was smooth and handsome, and his eyes were lowered, looking careless.

It's just that he didn't know what he thought or saw. Suddenly, the corners of his lips raised, and his usually stern eyebrows also had a gentle arc.

He seemed to turn his head inadvertently and looked at the glazed screen, but then looked away again for a moment.

Yun Zhao witnessed the smile on the man's face with his own eyes, and his heart skipped a beat, confirming his previous guess even more.

Xiao Changyin must be possessed by something, otherwise how could he laugh for no reason.

She clenched her fists and turned around quietly.

Because she was afraid of making a sound, she huddled her hands in front of her, bent her back, and stood on tiptoes.

Seeing her like this, Xiao Changyin laughed out loud this time.

When Yun Zhao heard the laughter, his scalp was numb. He quickly rolled to the back of the bed and covered himself with the quilt.

She closed her eyes and was in darkness. She could not fall asleep. Instead, her hearing became more sensitive. She heard rustling movements around her and her whole body suddenly became stiff.

Xiao Changyin saw that she was wrapped tightly and was afraid that she would not be able to breathe, so he tried to lift the quilt above her head.

Yun Zhao grabbed the two corners of the quilt with both hands, trying not to let Xiao Changyin touch it.

He also uttered a few murmurs in his sleep, indicating that he was asleep.

Xiao Changyin raised his eyebrows, not understanding what Yun Zhao was doing.

But since he was here, he couldn't run away with wings, so he relaxed and let go of his guard, leaned closer to Yun Zhao and closed his eyes.

Yun Zhao didn't fall asleep until midnight.

Listening to the even breathing around her, she guessed that the spirit must have fallen asleep, so she opened the quilt and took a deep breath of air.

Not all the candles outside were extinguished, but one was left in case of needing it at night.

However, there are curtains around the bed, so the weak candlelight from outside is almost invisible from inside the bed.

In the darkness, Yun Zhao struggled to keep his eyes open.

Whenever she feels sleepy, she has to think about the weird things in her head and then continue to feel energetic.

Under such gaze, no matter how well Xiao Changyin slept, he still woke up.

He didn't make a sound, and was about to raise his hand to press the person into his arms.

While raising his hand, he heard a very subtle muttering, so he listened carefully.

"I don't know if what is written in the script is useful?"

"Can black dog blood and peach wood sword really kill spirits?"

Xiao Changyin:???

After being puzzled, he continued to listen.

Yun Zhao sighed, his sigh full of sorrow, "The spirit is dead, can Xiao Changyin return to this body?"

After hearing this, Xiao Changyin finally understood what Yun Zhao had been thinking about that night.

He was silent for a long time and pulled the person over.

Yun Zhao exclaimed, and after realizing that he was actually being hugged, he felt angry and frightened at the same time.

His behavior seemed to be something he did unconsciously in his sleep. Yun Zhao wanted to kick him to wake him up, but her whole body was restrained by the thin quilt. At this time, the kick could only make a small arc.

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After trying for a long time, she didn't even meet anyone.

Yun Zhao felt desperate, and finally closed his eyes and fell asleep.

She didn't sleep much at night and got up very early.

But she seldom played like this on weekdays, and Xiao Changyin also said that the princess was tired and asked her to sleep more.

So the palace attendants had some misunderstandings.

Qiuyue went to the small kitchen happily and specifically asked the chef to make some soup to nourish the body.

Yun Zhao was... completely unaware of all this.

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The matter of the eldest prince dragged on for two or three days, and finally someone in the court brought it up.

Of course, this person is not from Xiao Changyin's side.

As the eldest prince, Xiao Changling occupies a long name. If the prince is deposed, he, the eldest son, will be the most likely to become the prince.

Therefore, the others who had designs on the crown prince were most unhappy with him.

Now that they saw that he had been caught, they all wanted to push him down without giving him a chance to stand out.

The emperor looked around at everyone, and finally his eyes rested on an empty spot.

This is the position of the crown prince. Because Xiao Changyin is recuperating from his injuries, he is specially allowed not to go to court during these days.

The quarrel was the fiercest below, and when several ministers looked like they were about to take action, the emperor did not say anything to stop him. Instead, he leaned against the dragon chair and watched the show at leisure.

After a long time, when the officials were noisy and their mouths were dry, they realized something was wrong.

They all raised their heads and looked at the emperor. The emperor asked slowly, "Have you come up with the result of this long dispute?"
Chapter completed!