In Jingren's Palace, Jiang Haitang's eyes were bloodshot like cobwebs. Last night, she finally fell asleep, and suddenly she felt breathless, as if she was being pressed by a heavy object on her chest. When she was about to suffocate, she suddenly sat up in shock.

In the darkness where she can't see her fingers, Jiang Haitang, breathing heavily, asked herself, are there really ghosts in this world? She never saw it. Even if she comes back to life, she has never seen a ghost, she died, and she will live in the next instant, she has not become a ghost, so she doesn't know if there are really ghosts in this world.

Really, so what?

She has never seen ghosts kill people, only people kill people.

Zisu, if you have the ability, you will come to claim the life of this palace, or you have no such ability, you can only play these small tricks.

Jiang Haitang curled the corners of her mouth coldly, and slowly lay back down. Would she still be afraid of ghosts if she died once? She thought that she could be frightened and collapsed by using these unruly means, and she was delusional.

"Let Bai Lu come over."

...

When she woke up the next day, Jiang Haitang glanced at Bai Lu, whose face was pale and full of anxiety. Jiang Haitang didn't have to go out to see what was going on in Jingren Palace, and the eunuch Gong'e was scared by ghosts. At this moment, I am afraid that the whole palace already knows that she is haunted in Jingren Palace, and the first seven ghosts of Zisu come to seek revenge on her, and the concubines and concubines in the harem are waiting to see her jokes.

Just laugh, their attitude is never important, the most important thing is the emperor's attitude, the emperor believes in her, she did it and not her. Jiang Haitang closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes were stern.

Hearing Jiang's return, Jiang Haitang twitched the corners of her mouth inexplicably. Did she come to test it?

"Please invite my sister in soon."

Jiang Guijin entered the room and was surprised to see Jiang Haitang, who was described as haggard: "Sister, what's the matter with you?"

"Last night, I was so angry that I didn't sleep well." Jiang Haitang rubbed her forehead, "My sister should have heard of it too."

Jiang Gui showed a complicated and unspeakable look at the right time.

Jiang Haitang laughed at herself: "I'm afraid that there are rumors that Zisu is coming to seek revenge on me."

Jiang Gui trembled slightly.

Jiang Haitang looked at Jiang Gui: "Sister, do you believe it?"

After a long silence, Jiang Gui slowly asked her, "Is it perilla?"

"If I say no, will my sister believe me?" Jiang Haitang looked into Jiang Gui's eyes, as if to see her heart.

Jiang Gui paused and said slowly, "If my sister says no, I will believe it."

Jiang Haitang was moved, her eyes were slightly red, she took Jiang Gui's hand, and said with sincerity, "I know that even if people in the whole palace don't believe me, you will definitely believe me, sister. The so-called ghost of Zisu is actually someone pretending to be a ghost, Someone can target me and want to alienate our sisterhood, Bai Lu, don't hurry up and bring things up."

That thing is a piece of white cloth and a few black ropes.

It was prepared by Jiang Haitang overnight for Bai Lu. Whether there is a ghost or a person pretending to be a ghost, in her case, it must be a person pretending to be a ghost. Others believe it or not, as long as the emperor is willing to believe it. It's a pity that she reacted a little late and lost the opportunity. She should have 'find out' these things on the spot to appease the terrified palace servants, but it's better than nothing.

Jiang Haitang said angrily: "Last night someone was playing tricks on these things, but unfortunately they only found the things and didn't catch anyone. The man behind him is so vicious, and he played such a ghost trick, I can't even tell with my mouth. ."

Jiang Gui sighed in his heart that Jiang Haitang was really not an ordinary person. Pretending to be a ghost does exist, but it's not these things, it uses the physical knowledge of pinhole imaging. Who said that the ancients were superstitious and afraid of ghosts, Jiang Haitang was not frightened at all, and she was able to justify herself with ease, talent, worthy of being a concubine.

Jiang Gui sullenly said, "How unreasonable, does my sister know who is the mastermind behind the scenes?"

"Concubine Ning is the most likely, but Concubine De also has motives. She wants to help the queen..." Jiang Haitang pulled several concubines out and slipped around.

Jiang Gui cooperated with her performance very much, and finally worried: "What if the emperor is influenced by public opinion?"

Jiang Haitang's Emei frowned: "The clear is from the clear and the turbid is from the turbid."

As soon as the voice fell, Concubine Ning came.

Concubine Ning came to Jiang Haitang to make a joke. All the concubines in the palace were secretly laughing at Jiang Haitang, but Concubine Ning was the only one who dared to watch the joke in person. As Jiang Haitang said herself, Concubine Ning had been displeased with her for a long time.

"Hey, why is Sister Xian's face so haggard." Concubine Ning's surprise was as hypocritical as it was, she didn't bother to pretend.

Jiang Haitang smiled but didn't smile: "Last night, there was a little screwdriver here to play tricks on me, and I didn't sleep well all night. Well, it's those things, but unfortunately I didn't catch anyone, otherwise I'd know who's behind it. hurt me."

Concubine Ning followed her fingers to look over, saw the pile of white cloth, and curled the corners of her mouth slightly, since Jingren Palace was pretending to be a ghost, of course she wanted to make a full play. In fact, Concubine Ning also believed that someone was pretending to be a ghost. She didn't believe in ghosts taking revenge. If ghosts could take revenge, she would have died long ago. But what if she believed it, no one in the whole palace would believe it. Jiang Haitang must swallow this loss, and Jiang Haitang's virtuous name will no longer be virtuous.

"Just such a piece of rags can scare the whole Jingren Palace into pieces. I heard the movement in Chengqian Palace."

Jiang Haitang: "It's my misunderstanding that I made them feel astonished and disturbed Sister Ning's cleanliness. It's really a sin."

Concubine Ning smirked: "The people in the elder sister's palace are famous for their rules. If they weren't really shocked, how could they be so rude. According to me, I would rather believe that there is something or not. It’s good to see, let’s not say that the fifth prince comes to Jingren Palace every day, so what if he is surprised by the fifth prince.”

"Sister's words are so confusing, if I really invited the Taoist leader Wuwei, wouldn't it be to tell the world that I have a ghost in my heart." Jiang Haitang's voice became cold, "I don't believe in these gods and ghosts, take a step back. , even if Zisu really turns into a ghost, she should go to the person who forced her to use her life to slander me, sister, don't you think?"

Ning Fei narrowed her eyes, her eyes sharp in vain.

"After talking for so long, Sister Ning might as well drink a cup of tea to moisten her throat first." Jiang Gui picked up the tea from the maid who served the tea and presented it to Concubine Ning in person.

Concubine Ning glanced at Jiang Gui, who wanted to be with the muddy mud, and said maliciously, "There are rumors in the harem that Zisu died wrongly, so she returned to Jingren Palace. I wonder what Sister Fubi thinks?"

It can be said that it is very straightforward, not tactful at all. Jiang Gui's face froze visibly, his hands trembled, and the teacup slipped and spilled onto Concubine Ning.

"Fu Concubine!" Ning Fei shouted angrily.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Sister Ning Concubine." Jiang Gui hurriedly wiped the water for Concubine Ning, and the cuffs slipped over Concubine Ning's face unintentionally.

Ning Fei became angry and pushed Jiang Gui away: "Don't play this trick with me."

Concubine Ning sneered and stood up, "I kindly remind you that you actually splashed on me. The dog bites Lu Dongbin and doesn't know the good heart. This palace is watching how your good sister is swallowed by your good sister." Concubine Ning snorted coldly. , flick his sleeves and leave.

Jiang Gui stared at her angry back, as if at a loss.

"Sister, you, you don't have to do this, Concubine Ning is cruel, why should she offend her for me." Jiang Haitang was grateful and worried.

Jiang Gui turned around and frowned, "Sister, I really didn't mean it."

Jiang Haitang looked at her, but she believed it a little. She was not someone who played such small tricks. It should be because Concubine Ning's words were too cruel, so she lost her temper, so it was not that she was not at all suspicious. At this point, Jiang Haitang knew something. Humans are not as good as gods, Jiang Fuchun has already separated from her, so it is no longer useful and can't be kept. The moment when this thought was firm, unspeakable joy flooded her heart, she had waited for a day for too long.

After sending them away, Jiang Haitang changed her clothes and makeup to make herself look pitiful, and then went to the emperor with those 'evidences'. Seeing the emperor, Jiang Haitang burst into tears before saying a word: "Your Majesty, you want to be the master of your concubine."

Jiang Haitang left Zhengyang Palace with red eyes and returned to Jingren Palace. She looked at herself with red eyes in the mirror and smiled slowly. The emperor believed that she was framed by others, so she was framed by others. In this harem, no one's attitude is important, only the emperor's attitude is important.

"Niangniang, Fu Concubine went to Zhengyang Palace with a stack of lotus cakes."

Jiang Haitang's eyes sharpened: "What is she going to do?"

Bai Lu replied in a low voice, "The slave has already let Xiao Linzi pay attention." Xiao Linzi was the eyes they put in Zhengyang Palace.

Jiang Haitang hooked the corner of her mouth: "Is she going to put eye drops on Ben Gong?"

Bai Lu said cautiously, "Fu Concubine shouldn't have the guts."

"Knowing the person, knowing the face, but not the heart." Jiang Haitang sneered, "Of course she wouldn't dare in front of me, but not in private."

Bai Lu was silent, and after a while, news came that Fu Concubine was helping Jiang Haitang to speak, and asked the emperor to suppress the rumors that filled the palace.

Jiang Haitang lifted her eyelids: "She is clever, let the emperor know that she is a sentimental person, and pity her even more."

Bai Lu didn't know what to say for a while, anyway, what Fu Concubine did and what was wrong, let the master speak. Speaking of which, she never understood why the master's attitude towards Fu Concubine had changed. But that's all the grievances of the masters, how dare she ask as a slave.

This night, Jiang Haitang slept very sweetly, no more hauntings and no more ghosts pressing the bed. After waking up from sleep, the refreshed Jiang Haitang said, "Get up."

Outside the bed tent, Bai Lu stretched out her hand to lift the tent, and suddenly met Jiang Haitang's face, staggered back, and shouted in horror, "Niangniang, Niangniang, your face!"

The maid who was holding the cotton towel behind her was also pale and threw the thing in her hand.

Jiang Haitang was baffled by their reaction, and subconsciously touched her face, she immediately froze when she touched it, unable to believe the uneven touch on her hand.

"Mirror, bring the mirror!"

Bai Lu ran over to get the mirror, and handed it to Jiang Haitang tremblingly.

Jiang Haitang grabbed the mirror and saw herself in the mirror, her face covered with black and purple blood sores that were bigger than fingernails. As if struck by lightning, Jiang Haitang was stunned, staring straight at herself in the mirror. After a breath, she slammed the mirror and roared: "The imperial doctor! Why don't you go and ask for the imperial doctor."

"My face!" The terrified Jiang Haitang touched her rough face, "How can my face become like this, no, it's impossible, what's going on, how can I become like this, this is not me, No, no, my face, my face!"

Bai Lu has never seen Jiang Haitang like this. Her master has always seen Mount Tai collapse in front of her eyes without changing her face. When she saw a ghost the night before, the entire Jingren Palace was terrified.

The palace maid who went to ask for the imperial doctor ran back with a sad face to apologize. She did not invite the imperial physician, but only an apprentice, because the imperial physicians were all declared away by the emperor.

Jiang Haitang was stunned: "Your Majesty announced all the imperial physicians, what happened to Your Majesty?"

Palace maid: "The slaves don't know."

Bai Lu hurriedly said: "Niang Niang, please be calm, the servant will send someone to inquire."

"Let's go soon." Jiang Haitang was so anxious that she forgot her face for a moment.

The same thing happened in Chengqian Palace. When she woke up, Concubine Ning found that she had turned into a ghost. She couldn't get the imperial doctor, but an apprentice who couldn't tell her son Chou Yin Mao came. The emperor evacuated the entire imperial hospital.

Naturally, Concubine Ning also sent someone to find out what was going on. Only after inquiring did know that the emperor shared the same illness with them, and his face was covered with dark red sores, which were unsightly. The imperial physicians were helpless and could not say a reason.

"Trash, it's all trash! What's the use of raising you!" The emperor was furious, "Invite Wuwei Daoist to me."

When Daoist Wuwei entered the Zhengyang Palace, what he saw was the emperor, the noble concubine, and the concubine Ning with sores on their faces.

Jiang Haitang and Concubine Ning were invited by the emperor. In fact, they didn't want the emperor to see such an ugly version of themselves, but they couldn't stand the fact that there were not many others in the palace, and there were the most spies. Their eyes and ears reported to the emperor, how could the emperor not summon them. Witnessing the undisguised disgust in the emperor's eyes, Jiang Haitang and Concubine Ning both had a cannibalistic heart.

Daoist Wuwei's eyes flashed and he saluted the emperor.

The impatient emperor hurriedly said: "Daoist priest, come and show me, what is going on with my face, overnight, I have so many sores, and this group of trash can't even explain the reason. "

Daoist Wuwei stepped forward, said offended, and touched it, thoughtfully.

"Daoist?" The emperor was anxious.

Wuwei Daoist: "Rongpin Daoguan looks at the two concubines."

The king said yes.

Facing Jiang Haitang and Concubine Ning, Daoist Wuwei certainly wouldn't touch them. He just observed them not too close or too far. The more he frowned, the tighter he frowned, and the solemnity was obvious to everyone.

In the hall, everyone was afraid to come out.

The emperor couldn't wait: "Master, what is going on here?"

"Your Majesty, this is a ghost sore." Daoist Wuwei sighed deeply.

The emperor was shocked: "What is a ghost sore?"

Hearing the ghost, Jiang Haitang's brows twitched, and an ominous feeling enveloped her whole body.

Wuwei Daoist: "Ghost sores are the resentment of people who die with hatred."

Jiang Haitang roared in her ears, her body was cold, and she had already noticed that many people turned their attention to her instantly.

Concubine Ning's heart was beating wildly, and her hands and feet became cold.

The emperor also thought of Perilla, and his icy eyes shot at Jiang Haitang and Concubine Ning.

The two both left the table and knelt down.

The emperor asked Daoist Wuwei: "Did the Daoist say perilla? There are really ghosts in this world." Regardless of the emperor's belief, he believed in the elixir that Daoist Wuwei had in his hands to make him strong. As for ghosts, he doesn't believe in them.

Jiang Haitang and Concubine Ning looked at Daoist Wuwei together with pressure in their eyes.

Daoist Wuwei glanced at the doubtful emperor, and flicked the dust: "People who are idle, die once they die, only that palace maid died in Kunning Palace. Kunning Palace is the palace of the queens of all dynasties. An extraordinary place. When the palace maid was dying, there was the real dragon and the emperor present, and due to fate, a ray of resentment would condense into a miasma, attached to the body of your majesty's noble concubine and Ning concubine."

As for why it was none other than the Emperor Xian Guifei and Concubine Ning, of course, the three of them joined forces to force Zisu to death. Concubine Ning tortured and tortured Zi Su, and Concubine Xian Gui crossed the river and demolished the bridge. The emperor's disbelief forced Zi Su to die. There was no need for Daoist Wuwei to explain, the people in the hall automatically filled it up in their hearts, and Jiang Haitang became the target of public criticism for a while.

"Your Majesty has learned that the concubine has been wronged. It is clear that someone deliberately planned to harm the concubine." How could Jiang Haitang admit this crime, if the emperor believed in Wuwei Daoist, she would be finished.

Concubine Ning lamented: "Your Majesty, you have to decide for the concubine. The concubine's interrogation of Zisu is to restore the Qingming of the harem, and the concubine has been implicated by the virtuous concubine."

The emperor's eyes changed like the wind, and he looked directly at the inactive Taoist priest: "Can the Taoist priest have a way to cure ghost sores?"

Daoist Wuwei threw his whisk away incomprehensibly: "The resentment is gone, and the ghost sore is healed."