PFC Chapter 132 Something's Wrong
Chapter 132 Something's Wrong
"What are you still standing there for? Get out of here!"
Startled by the roar, Cui'er shuddered and, not daring to linger any longer, quickened her pace and left the house.
The dark figure gradually appeared the instant the door was closed.
Looking at the black mist that had appeared, and recalling the pain in her chest just now, Ye Qingzhu asked, "What happened to me just now? Why did I experience this symptom?"
"That's because you made a contract with me."
"A contract?" Ye Qingzhu asked, puzzled. "What is that?"
"Because of what happened before, I am seriously injured and need to absorb a lot of greed and evil thoughts to increase my strength. Until then, your place is the best place to go."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingzhu was shocked. "You mean you want to use my body..."
“Little girl, although I don’t know what you’ve been through, there is a trace of my power within you.”
"And you..." The black mist swirled around Ye Qingzhu, "If I'm not mistaken, you must have died once, right?"
Ye Qingzhu's pupils suddenly contracted as she realized she had been seen through, and she unconsciously took several steps back. In her previous life, after becoming a wandering ghost, she only saw a masked man in black who said he could give her a chance, but she couldn't tell him what she had seen, or he would grind her to dust and condemn her to eternal damnation.
That is why, even in the critical situation at the Prince's mansion, under Ye Qingwu's coercion and enticement, she still dared not utter a single word about those things.
This person can see through this. Could it be that the master behind this black mist is the one who helped her revive?
"Do you know about my past life?"
Thinking of this, Ye Qingzhu asked the black mist.
"I don't know what you're talking about, but as long as you can help me obtain those powers, I can guarantee your future. Don't you want to take revenge on that person in the Regent's Palace?"
The words of that black mist lingered in Ye Qingzhu's ears.
Ye Qingzhu nodded quickly, "I want to!"
She dreamed of making that bitch Ye Qingwu pay the price, but even though she had the Duke's Mansion backing her up, Jiang Wenjin was just a scholar at the time, and with her current status, she couldn't possibly stand up to the Regent's Mansion.
What's most infuriating is that the regent, whom she never even met in her previous life, is now protecting Ye Qingwu so much. This alone makes her furious.
"But in my observation, your elder sister is far superior to you in both status and ability. You have absolutely no chance of winning."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingzhu immediately became somewhat unconvinced, "That's only temporary. My husband will soon become the top scholar in this imperial examination and will be the Grand Secretary in the future."
"Your husband might not have that kind of luck." The black mist's words shattered Ye Qingzhu's illusions.
Ye Qingzhu was struck dumb. "What do you mean?"
Black Mist laughed loudly, "Ye Qingzhu, don't you know that both people and things change?"
Ye Qingzhu trembled all over, as if struck by lightning by the words of the black mist.
It seems that what it said wasn't entirely unreasonable. Ye Qingwu in her previous life was inferior to her in every way, and she only survived by chance because of that arranged marriage.
And now...
Ye Qingwu, who should have been buried with him, is alive and well, showing such a difference in status and position.
Could it be that everything has really changed because of these things?
But she married Jiang Wenjin only to become the wife of the Grand Secretary and be granted the title of First-Rank Imperial Lady. If all of this will eventually become just a pipe dream, then what is she after now?
"My lord, since you know all this, you must have a way to turn things around, right?" Ye Qingzhu could only place her hopes on the black mist.
"Didn't I already say that as long as you obediently do things for me, you'll naturally reap the rewards?"
The black mist's answer gave Ye Qingzhu renewed hope.
"So what should I do now?"
"Tomorrow morning, you will go to a village not far from the capital and help me find something."
The Regent's Palace.
Back in her space, Ye Qingwu thought about the black energy that Leng Feng and Zhan Sijing had mentioned earlier that day, and felt inexplicably uneasy, as if everything that had happened recently was related to the black energy.
As for the village we're visiting tomorrow, there's likely to be considerable unrest there.
Ye Qingwu took out a copper coin. Since he was hesitant, he decided to consult the oracle.
The moment the coin hit the ground, Ye Qingwu looked at the divination on it and his expression changed slightly. The divination result was half auspicious and half inauspicious.
In other words, although there are certain dangers in going to the village tomorrow, there will also be some opportunities. She is not afraid of the dark energy, but Zhan Sijing and his followers are more likely to encounter problems.
But as long as she is well prepared, these things are not difficult for her.
Fortunately, after the last upgrade of the space, she can now freely mobilize the spiritual energy in the space for her own use. As long as the talisman she has prepared is imbued with a certain amount of spiritual power, it can play a protective role and prevent the influence of the black energy.
The next morning, as soon as Ye Qingwu opened the door, she saw Zhan Sijing already standing outside the courtyard.
Ye Qingwu was somewhat surprised to see the newcomer, then gave him a slight smile.
"Your Highness, shall we depart?"
"No rush, let's eat something first."
"Ok?"
After Zhan Sijing finished speaking, three or four maids brought in food and placed it on the stone table in the courtyard.
"No matter what it is, you need to be well-fed to have the strength. Besides, news just came from the palace that the Emperor has sent a prince to the village."
"It's not too late for us to go later."
Ye Qingwu nodded slightly upon hearing the answer and did not ask any further questions.
"These dishes were all made by me according to the Princess's taste. I wonder if the Princess likes them."
Seeing Ye Qingwu pick up her chopsticks, Zhan Sijing looked at her and asked her a question.
“Not bad,” Ye Qingwu replied, a hint of surprise in her eyes, and smiled, “Your Highness is very thoughtful.”
"A smile from the princess is enough."
Ye Qingwu was taken aback, a strange feeling rising in her heart.
After having breakfast, Ye Qingwu and Zhan Sijing boarded a carriage and headed towards a village not far from the capital.
When they were some distance from the village, Leng Feng, who was driving the carriage, looked around and said, "Your Highness, Your Highness, it looks like it's going to rain."
Ye Qingwu lifted the carriage curtain and saw dark clouds gathering in the sky above the village not far away, with a faint indication that it was about to rain.
"No, this doesn't mean it's going to rain."
Ye Qingwu's expression was serious, and his unease deepened. What shrouded the village was not dark clouds, but black mist.
There must be something special hidden in this village, otherwise it would never have attracted so much black energy. In fact, some of this black energy has even condensed into malevolent energy. Under these circumstances, the people in the village are likely to be in grave danger!