PFC Chapter 160: Killing an egg against a stone
Chapter 160: Killing an egg against a stone
"Magic?"
Ye Qingwu sneered.
"Ye Qingzhu, when you formed a contract with that black mist, that thing didn't tell you that anyone who touched the evil energy would inevitably suffer a backlash."
"The reason you were unharmed before was not because of that thing, but because it was based on your lifespan."
"Now that the contract is gone, you will suffer the same backlash when you activate those evil energies, and these black lines all over the place are the best proof of that."
"Your Excellency, am I right?"
Ye Qingwu asked.
The Imperial Advisor stepped forward, nodded when he saw the black line in Ye Qingzhu's palm, and cupped his hands in the direction of the Emperor, saying, "Your Majesty, what the Regent's Consort said is correct."
Ye Qingzhu became increasingly confused as she listened to these words, but there was one sentence she did understand: her own lifespan.
"Ye Qingwu, what exactly do you mean by all this?"
Startled, Ye Qingzhu disregarded everything else and directly asked Ye Qingwu.
"The black line has already taken over your palm, leaving only this short section. Ye Qingzhu, your days are numbered in less than a month."
"what?"
Ye Qingzhu was completely stunned, and tears streamed down her face.
"Impossible, you're lying to me. I did it all over again, how could I only have one month to live?"
She was still waiting for Jiang Wenjin to become the top scholar in the imperial examination, before she became the wife of the prime minister, whom everyone envied.
This shouldn't be her fate.
Ye Qingzhu looked at the Imperial Advisor with her last hope, her eyes pleading, "Your Excellency, is what Ye Qingwu said not true?"
"Please, please save me."
The Imperial Advisor sighed, "Ye Qingzhu, what the Regent's Consort said is true."
These words shattered all of Ye Qingzhu's hopes.
How is that possible...?!
In despair, Ye Qingzhu fainted.
The emperor, witnessing this scene, ordered, "Guards, take Ye Qingzhu back to the Duke's mansion. Tell Ye Xuan that if any further trouble arises, I will punish him as well."
After learning that Ye Qingzhu only had one month to live, the emperor did not want to pursue the matter any further.
Ye Qingwu stood there, and she could feel the probing gaze directed at her by the Imperial Preceptor.
Ultimately, Ye Qingzhu's current predicament is entirely her own fault. Now that she has been reborn, it's not hard to understand why she wants to arrange a marriage exchange.
However, what happened next was not a reason for her to commit evil.
only……
Ye Qingwu looked at Zhan Sijing beside her and noticed that he had a faint purple aura.
It is known that only emperors possess purple aura, and now that there is an emperor, could it be...?
Ye Qingwu's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at the throne over there. Just as she had expected, the purple aura on the emperor's body had weakened a bit.
The purple aura seemed to be drawn towards Zhan Sijing, as if attracted by something.
What exactly is going on.
Just as Ye Qingwu was about to investigate further, she saw the Imperial Preceptor take a step forward, his position blocking her view.
Ye Qingwu narrowed her eyes slightly; there must be something strange about this imperial advisor.
Furthermore, the appearance of purple aura led Ye Qingwu to a bold guess: the Shadowless Poison within Zhan Sijing's body and the curse on his body were both related to the purple aura.
"Now that the matter has been clarified, Regent's Consort and Imperial Advisor, you may leave. I have matters to discuss with the Regent."
"Yes."
After Ye Qingwu agreed, he turned and left the Imperial Study, with the Imperial Preceptor following closely behind.
"The Regent's Wife".
After leaving the Imperial Study, the voice of the Imperial Preceptor came.
As Ye Qingwu turned around, she felt a force swirling around her, as if it were about to attack her in the next second.
"What brings you here, Imperial Preceptor?"
When Ye Qingwu sensed this power, she remained calm and easily suppressed the power swirling around her by simply raising her hand.
How could she not see that this was the Imperial Advisor testing her?
When the Imperial Advisor saw that Ye Qingwu was unaffected by his power, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
"I never imagined that the Princess Consort would have such a thorough understanding of esoteric arts, which is quite remarkable for someone of her age."
"You flatter me, Grand Preceptor. Skill is not determined by age. However, I do have a question that I wonder if you could answer?"
Ye Qingwu looked at the Imperial Advisor, unhurried.
The Imperial Advisor was also intrigued by Ye Qingwu's words; it was the first time in a long time that he had seen such a different woman.
"Imperial Advisor, do you really not know anything about the Prince's curse?"
The Imperial Advisor's expression changed slightly. "Regent's Consort, what is the meaning of this?"
Throughout this process, Ye Qingwu observed the Grand Preceptor's reaction.
It was less of a reaction and more of an emotional shift, which Ye Qingwu caught even the slightest hint of.
Just as she had guessed, the imperial advisor was indeed problematic.
Since there was a problem, a cold glint flashed in Ye Qingwu's eyes.
She lowered her eyes and slowly said, "Grand Preceptor, do you know that this wasn't the first time I fought that black mist in Jiang Wenjin's courtyard?"
“I know more, such as the origin of the curse.”
Ye Qingwu's words caused a hint of surprise in the Grand Preceptor's eyes. Unlike his previous nonchalant attitude, his gaze towards Ye Qingwu was now scrutinizing.
"Regent's wife, sometimes you know too much, yet you are powerless to change anything. What can you do?"
Ye Qingwu chuckled softly.
"The Imperial Advisor hasn't even tried it, so how would he know it can't be changed? Besides, isn't the so-called curse fulfilling a change in itself?"
The Imperial Advisor narrowed his eyes and his expression turned cold.
"So, does the Princess intend to do something she knows is impossible?"
"In that case, isn't the princess afraid of karma?"
The Imperial Advisor looked at Ye Qingwu, his tone carrying a strong warning.
The other party's reaction further confirmed Ye Qingwu's guess.
She was merely using the black mist to elicit some of her own speculations; the other party also understood esoteric arts and wouldn't misunderstand what she was saying.
It seems that she guessed correctly.
"I don't think it's the Imperial Preceptor's place to tell me about cause and effect."
Ye Qingwu continued.
Just as they were talking, a palace maid came towards them.
When he saw her standing with the Imperial Advisor, he was taken aback at first, and then stepped forward.
"Greetings, Princess Regent."
"Master Imperial Master."
After the palace maid bowed, she said to Ye Qingwu, "Your Highness, I am from Shou Kang Palace. The Empress Dowager has learned that you have entered the palace and would like to invite you to Shou Kang Palace now."
Ye Qingwu glanced at Zhan Sijing, who was still in the Imperial Study, and knew that since the Empress Dowager had specially sent someone, it would be impossible for her to refuse at this time.
She nodded; she didn't want to talk to the imperial advisor any further anyway.
Before figuring out the opponent's true strength, stopping short of a confrontation is actually the best course of action.
The Imperial Advisor watched the direction Ye Qingwu had left, his gaze growing colder, a hint of mockery creeping into his eyes.
"Want to change things? Ha... It's like throwing an egg against a rock!"