Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Jia Ling's Double Rebirth, Creates a Great Success

"No, I am just praying. I didn't harm anyone. I can't harm anyone. I have never regarded you as my enemies, Langya, Xiyue, Yuyan, Lujun, and Wei Yanwan..."

When Concubine Hui heard Daru calling her name, she frowned and turned back to glare at the crazy woman.

"Crazy, do I know you well? You calling me by my name is really disgusting."

Until this moment, Hai Lan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. In this new life, Daru still didn't call her name.

Thinking of her past life, she was a puppet of Daru, and together with the Queen Mother, she suppressed Yanwan with prayer flags. Hailan held Yanwan's hand.

"In the Tantric Buddhism, prayer flags are the link between gods and humans. When scattering prayer flags with scriptures engraved on them, one must chant sutras and pray for blessings. But what you did was to draw people's names with your fingertips' blood. This is clearly a sorcery."

Daru sneered, his expression became silent, "You now think I am a lunatic. No matter what I say, you will not believe it. But my original intention of this prayer flag is indeed to pray for blessings."

Rong Pei tipped over the prayer flag basket, and several colorful voodoo dolls rolled out, which were the same color as the rag armor in her hand. It was as if Daru was using the armor and holding the dolls to perform a shadow play.

"Your Majesty, if Xian Ying is still trying to argue about the prayer flags, then these witchcraft dolls can prove that Xian Ying is deliberately cursing."

The name on the voodoo doll is almost identical to that on the prayer flags, except for one that is as big as the sole of a foot. No one has noticed it yet.

Each puppet had silver needles stuck on its limbs and forehead, as if to control their bodies and imprison their souls.

The most eye-catching one is a doll wearing a yellow hat. Needless to say, it belongs to the emperor.

The others are the Queen, Consort Hui...

The moment they saw the doll, everyone present felt cold all over and their legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

And there seemed to be a raging fire in Daru's eyes, and the puppet that fell under her knees was like a raging fire, burning her body.

The emperor slumped in his chair, pointed at Daru, and said in a hoarse voice:

"She must hate me deeply to do such a disobedient thing."

Da Ru had lost half of his teeth. His face was pale, and between his nose and upturned chin, a pair of red lips slowly opened and closed.

"Your Majesty, you are right. I really hate you deeply. You told me to rest assured, but I have never been at ease for so many years. The women around you come one after another. They are young, beautiful, and knowledgeable. You always do things for them that you have never done for me."

"Later, you suspected me and Ling Yunche and humiliated us in every way. You have never cherished me!"

A turbid teardrop of blood rolled down her wrinkled face, as big as an orange peel, and dripped onto the doll at her feet, quickly spreading.

She used her uninjured arm to grope in the prayer flag basket, as if looking for something, but Rong Pei, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, snatched it away first.

It's a pair of scissors.

The emperor sneered. After listening to Daru's accusation, he did not feel that he was wrong. He was an emperor, so it was naturally impossible for him to fall in love with someone.

And cursing him would be a heinous crime!

The emperor ordered Yu Hu to take Daru to kowtow and admit his mistake to the prayer flag, but Daru twisted his body and refused to do so.

The emperor laughed cruelly. He decided to give the man a taste of his own medicine.

"If you don't kowtow, I will announce to the world that you and Ling Yunche have an affair. By then, will you still have your dignity and reputation?"

Daru was trembling all over. The emperor's words touched what she cared about most in her heart. Yuhu forced her to kneel in front of the prayer flags she had drawn.

The first photo was of Han Xiangjian. She seemed to have seen that Han Xiangjian had really drunk the sterilization soup and was lying in pain on the bed.

She covered her aching lower abdomen and was forced to kowtow for the first time.

Then came her mother. Before she died, she slapped her with great force. But she seemed to see that before she left, she was still pleading for her to the emperor.

……

Daru didn't want to kneel to Wei Yanwan, so she stiffened her neck, and Yuhu pinched her chin and looked straight at the prayer flag. She seemed to see a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, kneeling in the corner with a candlestick in her hand, being beaten and scolded. In the middle of the night, she ate moldy rice with tears in her eyes. That was exactly what Wei Yanwan looked like.

Then it was Jin Yuyan's turn. Jin Yuyan lay on the ground in embarrassment and told her the truth. She told Jin Yuyan that the Prince Yu, whom she had been thinking about, had completely abandoned her.

The queen looked at Daru who was being tortured and forced to kowtow, and showed pity on her face. She took a step back and held Gao Xiyue's hand.

Every time someone knelt, Jin Yuyan and Wei Yanwan felt a little lighter. The clinking sound that often echoed in Jin Yuyan's mind also gradually weakened.

Jin Yuyan thought, that must be the sound of chains.

……

The Queen Mother, Rong Pei, Yi Huan, Lu Mu Ping, Su Lu Jun, E Yin Zhu, the small box...

(Xiao Xiazi thought that it might be because of his status as the loudspeaker of the harem that Xian Ying's ugly deeds were exposed, so he had a place on the prayer flag.)

Finally, that prayer flag belongs to the emperor.

Da Ru was almost out of breath. The few times she knelt down seemed to have exhausted all her strength. She prostrated herself in front of the emperor's prayer flags, her head unwilling to fall.

The itching came back, and she twisted on the ground, as if a mouthful of phlegm was stuck in her throat.

"Chicken soup, I want to drink chicken soup..."

Rong Pei realized that success or failure depended on this move, so she crawled up to pick up the bowl of chicken soup that the emperor had not finished drinking, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Xian agrees. Do you want to drink chicken soup? If you do, kowtow quickly."

Daru licked his lips, bent down and kowtowed heavily.

At this moment, the prayer flags in front of him, which were drawn with blood as big as fingertips, began to bleed one by one, and the names on them melted one by one.

The eyes of the puppets on the ground were also bleeding.

The Emperor, the Empress, and Consort Hui were all frozen in time...

It was as if new flesh and blood had grown out of their bodies.

Although the emperor was still slumped in his chair, his dazed eyes gradually became clear.

Even Daru was frightened by this scene. She stepped back in horror. At this moment, Rong Pei discovered the doll under Daru's knees that had been ignored.

Rong Pei picked up the doll on the ground. The birth date on it was so familiar that a hot tear slid down from the corner of her eye.

Finally, all the words on the prayer flags melted away, leaving only clean colorful pieces of cloth fluttering in the lake breeze.

Jin Yuyan and Yanwan looked at each other, and everything came back to them.

Although the emperor's face was still dark and his lips were pale, his eyes were sharper than ever before.

He stood up from the chair, turned around and touched Langya's hand again.

"If I had known that I would lose my son and my mother, why would I have waited for Meng Xiong in the first place? Queen, I'm glad you're still here."

The emperor was so immersed in his own admiration that he did not notice the desolation in Fucha Langya's eyes at all.

Concubine Hui approached Fucha Langya silently, sobbing softly.

"My lady, we are still together."

The emperor looked at the ground and saw Daru's life gradually fading away. He forced himself to stand up, waved his hand, and tore up all the prayer flags.

"I know who you are."