Chapter 24

Sang Yuanyuan held her breath and slowly turned her head.

Behind her, there was only a luxurious and neat jade couch.

"Phew —"

She couldn't help but laugh secretly. She was really paranoid.

This was Tiandu!

How could there be any strange things sneaking into the Emperor's palace?

When this thought came to her mind, she was inexplicably startled. Subconsciously, she didn't feel that the aura that made her uneasy was You Wuming.

Because she subconsciously felt repulsed and creeped out.

If You Wuming, she shouldn't feel like this.

Then … what should it be?

She was stumped by her own question.

If You Wuming really secretly followed her and sneaked into her residence at night … what should it be?

She would probably put on an act with him with a smile.

Thinking of this, the corners of her lips unconsciously rose into a faint smile.

Just when her mind was slightly relaxed, another stream of air with a faint fishy smell brushed past her cheek!

Sang Yuanyuan suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Her scalp was numb and slightly twitching.

She was very sure that there was nothing in front of her.

Although this world was mysterious, even the Empress with the highest cultivation was only at the ninth layer of the Spirit Brilliance Realm. She didn't have the ability to fly or hide.

As for ghosts … it was the same as her previous world. There were always people who said that they had seen them, but in fact, no one could produce evidence that these things really existed.

She calmed herself down and slowly got up. She walked to a candle beside the jade couch and picked up a slender golden stick to stir the candlelight.

The palace was even brighter.

She slowly walked towards the palace door.

She didn't encounter any obstruction.

She calmed her heartbeat and her expression was normal. When her fingertips fell on the door, she even paused for a moment.

After confirming that the 'things' in the palace wouldn't stop her from leaving, she slowly opened the door.

She cast her gaze forward and suddenly froze in place.

Outside the palace, there should be ten levels of white jade stairs. Under the stairs, there was a spacious front yard planted with osmanthus.

However, at this moment, what appeared in front of her was a dense black forest. The soil on the ground was full of a rotten smell, and a few tombstones were stuck in strange bulges. At first glance, it was not a good place.

She looked down and saw that the black soil with a rotten smell had spread all the way to the door.

Another stream of air came from behind her and landed on the back of her neck.

Sang Yuanyuan calmly closed the door of the hall. He turned around and muttered to himself, "It's so late. I don't want to disturb father and brother … How many ways are there to write fennel?"

She could clearly feel that not far in front of her, someone seemed to choke heavily.

Under the wide and luxurious white robe, her legs were actually trembling non-stop.

She knew that she couldn't panic at a time like this.

Only death awaited him if he panicked.

There were only two possibilities for this situation.

One was a ghost.

The second was a hallucinatory array.

No matter which one it was, it was impossible for anyone to hear his cries for help. It would only alert the enemy.

She took two deep breaths and slowly climbed back onto the jade couch. She sat cross-legged and actually began to cultivate.

At this time, her mind was in chaos. It was impossible for her to meditate.

What she needed was not meditating.

She only needed to be able to slightly sense the spiritual essence.

Very soon, the faintly discernible green light particles gathered around him.

This time, she 'saw' clearly. Within the blue light particles, a human-shaped shadow was swaying back and forth beside her. From time to time, it would put its face in front of her.

Although she couldn't see its facial features, just by looking at its movements, she knew that it was extremely vulgar.

Sang Yuanyuan had seen its thin, bamboo-like figure not long ago.

Another gust of fishy wind hit her face.

The ghost sniffed her neck and contentedly straightened its body, as if it was enjoying the taste of dessert before a meal.

Sang Yuanyuan's brows didn't move. She lightly said, "Jiang Jinzhen."

She saw the ghost shake violently, as if it had been frightened.

Sang Yuanyuan's heart settled.

The old attendant had said that only the Jiang family could live in these halls.

The hall where she was placed, it must be the younger generation of the Jiang family that lived in it.

For a debauchee like Jiang Jinzhen, it wasn't strange for him to have some strange moths in the places he lived.

Steady … …

Just as the ghost thought that it had been seen through by Sang Yuanyuan, it heard her faintly mutter to herself, "I don't know if this Jiang Jinzhen really wants to marry me.

After all, I'm someone who has been divorced. It won't be easy to marry again. "

"After the contract is broken, if he comes to beg, it's not impossible to consider.

The Jiang family is Di Jun's maternal family after all … … Fuwang has committed a crime this time. If I can get close to the Jiang family, it might slightly alleviate Di Jun's thunderous rage. "

She saw the ghost shadow's shoulders rise and fall greatly. It looked like it was very excited.

Coldness rose in her heart, but her face still had that faint resentful expression.

Although Jiang Jinzhen was a dandy, he had started cultivating since childhood. If she remembered correctly, he should be a cultivator at the first or second layer of the Spiritual Realm. She couldn't beat him at all.

In addition, she didn't know what strange array he had set up here. Once she opened her eyes, she couldn't catch a trace of him at all. If she fought him head-on, she would definitely suffer a great loss.

So she deliberately painted a picture for him, letting him set his sights a bit further. In order to be able to embrace a beauty in the future, he should obediently retreat today and not have any crooked thoughts.

She still had her eyes closed. The hand hidden under her wide sleeves clenched the candle-picking golden stick that she had just hidden.

The ghost shadow began to tremble.

As if it was laughing.

"In your dreams … …" A distorted voice floated out.

Sang Yuanyuan's heart trembled.

"If Jiang Jinzhen really marries you, then I won't have any hope!

I didn't expect Princess Sang to have eyes but fail to see. You even set your eyes on trash like Jiang Jinzhen! "

Sang Yuanyuan lightly sucked in a breath of cold air, suddenly feeling that something was wrong.

She pretended to be scared and muttered to herself, "What, what's that sound … …"

"If I kill you, everyone will only think that it was Jiang Jinzhen who did it!

The position of the heir will be mine! "

It was Jiang Jinzhen's younger brother, Jiang Jinpeng!

Following behind Jiang Jinzhen was the second son of Jiang Zhou's King with a gloomy face.

Sang Yuanyuan fiercely cursed in her heart.

This person's presence was really too low. Following behind Jiang Jinzhen, he was so submissive that everyone would unconsciously ignore him!

She didn't expect him to be so thoughtful.

So, no matter what she said or did tonight, the result wouldn't change at all.

Jiang Jinpeng had the intention to kill and shift the blame to her!

The ghost shadow passed through the green Mu Lingyun light particles and pounced straight at her.

Sang Yuanyuan's entire body tensed up. Her nails dug into her palms as she clenched the candle-picking golden stick.

She gathered all of her strength.

Just as the ghost shadow pressed on her body with a fishy wind and was about to press her down into the jade couch, Sang Yuanyuan suddenly raised her hand and fiercely stabbed at the position of the other party's eyes!

"Puchi."

After a moment of strange silence, a heart-wrenching scream resounded through the entire hall.

A wisp of white blood appeared in the air. The golden stick was suspended in the air. Sang Yuanyuan curled up her body and rolled away, escaping from this person's side and hiding behind the candlestick.

Although cultivators refined their bodies, they still had their weak points.

When they didn't have any defenses, their eyes were their biggest weakness.

Jiang Jinpeng took advantage of the fact that she couldn't see him, so he didn't have any defenses at all.

She quickly took out another golden stick and held it in her hand. Her heart was wildly beating in her chest, and her nerves were stretched to the extreme.

This kind of scream didn't attract the attention of others. It seems that it was as she guessed. This hallucinatory array was absolutely soundproof.

She saw that person grab a raincoat from his body to cover his body. Panting heavily, he fiercely pulled out the golden stick that was stabbed into his eyes. His single eye stared at her fiercely.

It was Jiang Jinpeng.

"Good … … daring to play with me … … very good … …"

"Jiang Jinpeng, calm down."

Sang Yuanyuan's voice was neither light nor heavy. "Your eyes are injured, so you can't shift the blame to Jiang Jinzhen. It's better to remove the hallucinatory array. I promise I won't pursue tonight's matter. How about it?"

Jiang Jinzhen's face crazily twisted and twitched. Without saying a word, he approached Sang Yuanyuan with large strides.

Sang Yuanyuan saw his expression and knew that this person wanted to smash a broken jar.

Half of his face was covered in blood, but Jiang Jinpeng's sinister smile was incomparably terrifying. "So what if my eyes are injured. Basically, basically no one will care about me. Even if both of my eyes are damaged, as long as I don't say anything, no one will notice!

No matter how hard I try, no one has ever seen it! "

"Ha, hahaha, and Jiang Jinzhen?

He did all kinds of bad things, but he was still able to easily obtain the position of heir. So many people flatter him! "

"Even this Imperial Palace is his playground!

He set up this hallucinatory array and secret passage. Who knows how many tricks he played in Tiandu!

My beloved Xiao Yu Shu, she died so miserably! "

In those eyes, blood and tears flowed together.

"Yes, I can't do anything to Jiang Jinzhen, but I can kill him with a borrowed knife … … Hahaha, once you die, Aunt will definitely investigate. Once she investigates, it's all Jiang Jinzhen's fault!

Ha, hahahaha! "

He waved his arms, creating wind under his feet. He leaped to Sang Yuanyuan's side and easily twisted her.

The difference in strength was too great!

He threw her to the ground and restrained her. He grabbed her neck with one hand and clenched his other hand into a fist, heavily smashing it towards her head.

She braced herself and raised her hand to block his fist.

The back of her hand hit his forehead, causing a dull pain in her palm.

She quietly tightened her grip on the golden skewer hidden in her other sleeve. She bit the tip of her tongue to stay awake. She was prepared to take the punch and then pretend to faint. When he was the most relaxed, she would give him a fatal blow!

As long as she used all her strength, she would stab the artery on the side of her neck … …

Her eyes seemed weak and unfocused, but her mind was completely focused on the opponent's fatal weakness.

Jiang Jinpeng once again raised his iron fist.

Just as he was about to ruthlessly smash the beautiful and fragile head in front of him, his movements suddenly slowed. He widened his eyes and slowly lowered his head.

He saw a huge black blade pressed against the side of his neck, and the cold blade was pressed against his skin. The ghostly figure behind him gently approached him and breathed softly in his ear.

"Let, go."

Jiang Jinpeng sucked in a breath of cold air.

His crazy mind suddenly became incomparably clear.

This black knife was really too recognizable. Coupled with that gloomy voice, it was impossible not to recognize it.

Jiang Jinpeng felt like he had fallen into an ice cave.

It's that person!

That person, how could he be here!

How could it be!

Jiang Jinpeng's entire body trembled. He hurriedly let go of Sang Yuanyuan. Forced by the knife, he slowly straightened his body. Then, like a quail that had its pressure point pressed, he froze in place and trembled. He didn't even dare to breathe, his face turning red.

The blade gracefully curved half an arc against his neck.

The man dressed in black slowly came out from behind him. He pulled down his mask, his long eyes slightly slanted, and the corners of his mouth hooked up in a gentle arc.

"So obedient."