Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 512: Skull Shattered and Blood Flowing, Final Letter!

Chapter 512: Chapter 512: Skull Shattered and Blood Flowing, Final Letter!

"What did you say?"

Consort Li suddenly turned around, looking at him in shock, doubting if she had misheard.

Someone wanted to target her?

"Yes! If this isn’t orchestrated by Her Majesty, then it’s very likely that Empress Qiao is crafting a tragic charade on her own, with the aim of dealing with you."

"A tragic charade?" Consort Li suddenly started laughing, "Is she planning to bring up everything she did back then and then accuse me of framing her?"

"Based on the current situation, that’s exactly it," Long Yue replied, "I recall that the Crown Prince wasn’t born from the Empress, was he?"

"Yes! Crown Prince Qi Junji’s birth wasn’t particularly noble; his mother was the lesser-ranked Zhen Pin. Shortly after his birth, Zhen Pin fell from the corner tower."

"Then, does Your Majesty know why Zhen Pin fell?"

"That day coincided with the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the moon was bright. Zhen Pin went to the corner tower to gaze at the moon and make a wish..."

At this point, Consort Li suddenly paused, her expression shifting unpredictably.

In just a few days, the bright moon will shine for Mid-Autumn Festival again!

"Zhen Pin fell from the corner tower, her body shattered, no, her bones turned to dust! But this was not a normal fall; she was already in that state before someone pushed her from the tower to cover it up!"

Consort Li calmed down gradually and sat down slowly: "I entered the palace later than Zhen Pin, more than two years after her death, so I truly don’t know about this."

Consort Li took a deep breath, "So, Zhen Pin’s death has other hidden reasons; otherwise, they wouldn’t have chosen this moment to act."

"Indeed, the other party is capitalizing on the mystery, deliberately bringing this matter to light. If I’m not mistaken, Empress Qiao plans to die and be reborn through this!"

"Die and be reborn?"

Consort Li looked puzzled.

Li Qingmu and Long Yue exchanged a glance, then turned to Consort Li: "Your Majesty, let’s try to speculate what exactly Empress Qiao intends to do..."

...

Imperial Study Room.

Qi Yun’s face was as cold as ice as he listened to Zhao Mengran’s report beside him.

"Your Majesty, that palace maid kept insisting that the Empress saved her and repeatedly claimed that Zhen Pin was seeking revenge on her. Now everyone in the Imperial Palace is in panic, believing it’s a case of possession, and want to invite the high monks from Da Xiangguo Temple to perform a ritual."

"Hmph, perform a ritual?" Qi Yun sneered repeatedly, "And then claim that someone has performed the Yansheng technique, nailing people to the copper pillar? Or use some copper nails to drive away evil?"

Qi Yun recalled his past struggle with Empress Dowager Xue and the innocent concubine who died unjustly, feeling a pang of guilt.

He was weak back then, unable to protect her, and she became a casualty in the struggle for power.

Qi Yun was also deeply troubled by the Yansheng technique, preferring not to believe such mysterious and abstract things as superstition.

Yet he was an Emperor, a being of utmost authority, forced to believe in some matters out of necessity.

Given his divinely appointed rule, there are things he must do, whether he wants to or not.

"Then invite the high monks from Da Xiangguo Temple to perform a ritual!" Qi Yun said calmly, "And make sure no pseudo-monk shows up this time!"

He recalled the recent incident with the Tomb Miasma Poison.

Although that monk was genuinely a high monk who came to their rescue, how many such people could there be? He doubted high monks were as common as cabbages!

Chen Zhong, upon receiving the order, immediately went to make the arrangements.

The Xiangguo Temple is a National Temple, much like the Sanqing Temple, both having cooperative relationships with the Imperial Family. As such, by the next morning, high monks from the Xiangguo Temple had arrived.

"This girl is deluded; there seems to be a disturbance of evil spirits within the palace. Allow this humble monk to perform a ritual to expel the evil for Your Majesty."

"Very well, Master, please proceed."

The monk who arrived was known to Qi Yun as Master Baosha from the Xiangguo Temple, and Qi Yun knew him well, permitting him to conduct the ritual.

Everything was very calm, no disturbances occurred, and just as the ritual was nearing completion, suddenly!

"Let me go, please let me go!"

The palace maid somehow broke free and rushed in front of Master Baosha, kowtowing fervently, "Master, save me, I beg you, please save me, I... I’m tormented day and night by the restless spirits of Consort Shu and Zhen Pin. I... I am living in unbearable pain!"

"Amitabha, benefactor, do not speak recklessly, there is no evil spirit upon you!"

Master Baosha took a step back, joining his palms together calmly.

"No, there is, there is! They’re all over me; don’t, don’t come near, ah—save me, spare me, it was the Empress, the Empress killed you, I was only following orders, don’t come after me, ahh—"

After saying this, the palace maid suddenly jumped up and dashed towards a three-legged cauldron on the side.

"Boom!"

A dull thud sounded, and the palace maid’s head split open like a watermelon. In an instant, blood gushed out, and everyone felt a chill run down their spine. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

She was dead; the palace maid committed suicide just like that? And she died so tragically, so heroically!

Even Master Baosha was dumbfounded for quite a while, seemingly unable to believe what he was seeing. He joined his palms together slowly and said, "Amitabha, merciful, merciful!"

"Someone, take this palace maid away and ensure she receives a proper burial."

Qi Yun frowned slightly; it was clear this palace maid was used as a discardable pawn, and without a doubt, she was innocent.

"Your Majesty is merciful!"

"Empress!" Qi Yun slowly turned around, looking at Empress Qiao who stood beside him in shock, his gaze cold, "Explain, what exactly is going on here?"

"Your Majesty, I have been wronged!" Empress Qiao quickly bowed down in tears, "As to how Consort Shu died back then, Your Majesty should understand better than I do, and as for Zhen Pin, I was friendly with her; we were like sisters. How could I harm her? To be truthful, I have a farewell letter from Zhen Pin with me, which I have been reluctant to disclose to the world."

"Why?"

"For fear of upsetting Ji’er."

Beside them, Crown Prince Qi Junji clearly winced upon hearing the palace maid claim his biological mother was killed by Empress Qiao. If not for Empress Qiao’s prior warning, he might have lost his temper on the spot.

Now, hearing Empress Qiao, he was curious about what letter from his mother she had.

"No need to worry, bring it out so we can prove your innocence!"

Empress Qiao glanced somewhat hesitantly at Qi Junji.

"Mother, please bring it. I too would like to know the truth!"

"Zhen Shu, go to my chamber and bring the letter from under the jade pillow at the head of the bed."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Zhen Shu hurriedly departed and returned shortly after, holding a letter in her hands.

"This letter has been kept for over twenty years, and now, it is time for it to see the light of day!"

Empress Qiao presented the letter with both hands to Qi Yun.

Though Qi Yun didn’t fully trust Empress Qiao, he still opened it to take a look, and after just one glance, his expression changed.

He looked at Qi Junji, his gaze complicated, and after a long pause, said, "Ji’er, you have a noble mother!"