Human dimension reduction

Kobayakawa, the female officer serving Prince Zhang Zinei, slipped and fell into the lake and drowned. A new batch of maids was called, and the life in Ouchi returned to calm as usual.

The only thing that is a little unusual is that His Royal Highness Zhang Zi, who lives in seclusion, is even more difficult to see now. The newly transferred maids are more silent than each other, like a gourd with its mouth sawn, and rarely communicate with outsiders.

As for why this happens...

This sounds like a somewhat speechless misunderstanding.

When using the puppet's copying ability, all the conditions of the person being copied will be copied to Qiao Zhou. The most intuitive thing is the appearance, and there are also physical conditions, including diseases, special talents, etc. Zhang Zi has been suffering from chronic diseases. Qiao Zhou had known about the lingering illness through Kobayakawa, but to his surprise, Zhang Zi's condition was too troublesome.

It was so difficult that he couldn't even leave the bed to explore the copy of the palace.

"Your Highness, it's time to drink the medicine."

The maid was holding a bowl of dark potion, and knelt on the side of the bed. The other two maids worked together to help the drowsy Inner Prince, and fed her the potion bit by bit forcefully.

The girl trapped in the soft pillow had a face paler than paper, with unhealthy flushes on her cheekbones, and her whole body was as fragile as a glass man full of cracks that was about to break.

This description is actually very appropriate.

The two maids who supported her supported Prince Nei's back firmly with their arms, and they were careful not to move. However, the maid on the right seemed to be a newcomer, and she lost her strength after holding her for a while. She wanted to adjust it secretly. With great strength, he moved his arm, who knew that it was such a small movement that made Prince Nei fall directly on another maid. Logically speaking, such a small movement is not a big problem, especially the character of His Royal Highness Zhang Zi. Really gentle.

However, from the maid feeding the medicine to the maid helping people, the faces of several people changed drastically at the same time: "His Royal Highness Zhang Zi!"

Pale-faced Prince Inner had a look of pain on his face. He pressed his forehead against the maid's shoulder blades, and gulped out all the concoction that he drank earlier. The dark brown concoction was mixed with finely crimson blood clots. , soon soaked the maid's robe.

...that's the case.

"Resurrected from the dead" Zhang Zi is in a situation where her life hangs by a thread all the time, any slight bump can send her to a dead end, in fact, it is reasonable to say that such a physical condition should be dead, but she still alive.

This was largely due to the new medicine that the emperor had ordered the physicians to concoct for her. This bowl of thick and bitter stuff kept her alive, but only so that she did not die immediately.

Under such circumstances, Zhang Zi's death is obviously a normal thing, but from Kobayakawa's words, it can be found that Zhang Zi's body has not deteriorated to such a point a few days ago, and she can even go out for a walk by herself, but when the round comes He put on Zhang Zi's skin, and the situation plummeted.

Of course, he didn't think it was deliberately aimed at him. This guess had no basis or logic.

It can only be said that Zhang Zi's situation has already gone from bad to worse, but the rate of weakening has become more terrifying in the past few days, and the inner prince failed to survive this torment, and in the end he, an outsider, was taken advantage of.

But why did she suddenly become so ill?Thinking about the medicine that the emperor took out "in time" and "quickly", you know that this matter must have something to do with him. Judging from his reaction after Zhang Zi's death, he definitely didn't want Zhang Zi to die. I didn't use it earlier, so it can be seen that the effect or source of this medicine is also a bit tricky.

Is it a particularly rare and rare raw material?Or is there a side effect where even the emperor hesitates?

If such a cold man had side effects on Zhang Zi, he would definitely use it without blinking an eye, unless the side effects involved himself.

But these are just more likely guesses, he still needs more clues to connect cause and effect, in short, he wants to stand up!want to go out!

Prince Zhang Zinei sighed faintly, several maids quickly cleaned up the dirty things, asked her softly if she wanted to rest, and stepped back lightly after getting an affirmative answer, when the last person was about to walk out of the screen , Zhang Zi suddenly said: "Bring me the long box in the cage."

The long box was locked, and the whole body was black. It was carved from a single piece of sandalwood, with golden rushes and cirrus patterns on the edges. The maid placed it beside Zhang Zi's pillow, and quietly retreated.

After the mortician "awakened" the dead Prince Zhang Zinei, he was left by the suspicious emperor beside Qingliang Hall. The emperor didn't dare to kill him rashly, but no matter where he went, he was surrounded by a large group of people, otherwise he would be fine. Use the account of the mortician to explore the palace, and now I can only find a way to play the role of Zhang Zi.

Before that, he had to figure out what was wrong with the Sky Congyun Sword. In this world view full of monsters, ghosts and sprites, an artifact like Tian Congyun should be a big killer for Tianzi No. Can't even protect your own master?

Zhang Zi sat up very slowly. Her body was heavy and weak. Her hands and feet seemed to be tied with invisible iron weights and chains. There was an indescribable weight on her heart. Wrist fracture, or panting too much and suffocating and fainting—this is what happened in the past few days. If it weren't for the big panacea brought by the emperor, she would be a tightly wrapped mummy now.

The lock on the wooden box was exquisitely designed. The inner prince wearing a single shirt sat up, took out the key from under the pillow, inserted it into the lock, and with a click, the small lock fell on the quilt.

A long sword with a simple and elegant style was placed horizontally in the wooden box. Due to the passage of too long years, there were a few small gaps on the blade, which could not conceal the gloomy and solemn temperament of the long sword itself. Its first reaction was "this is definitely an amazing antique, the kind with a very long history", but that's all. From the outside, it looks like a long-standing sword lying quietly in the box. Other than that there is nothing special about it.

There is no sign of the divine weapon ssr shining brightly, and there is no miracle of sensing foreign objects humming and coming out of its sheath... No, this Amacongyun sword does not even have a scabbard at all.

Zhang Zi looked at the dusty sword, fake?Counterfeit?Or is it sealed?

To play games, you must have the thinking of playing games. The word seal in Onmyoji's world view is obviously a buzzword that will never go out of fashion.

What do you usually do to remove the seal?The sick and pale girl put her hand on the sword, and the cold iron greedily absorbed the body's temperature, which soon made the patient's hand as cold as it was.

Is it blood?

Zhang Zi showed a smile, whether it's a novel or a game, there must be a story about unsealing treasures with blood...

Thinking of this, she clenched her fingers without hesitation, and the sharp blade immediately cut the skin, and the bright red blood dripped on the metal, staining the dark iron gray a little bit. Ominous maroon.

There was no movement.

Zhang Zi waited patiently for a while, Tian Congyun Sword was still lying coldly in the wooden box, it looked like it was nothing special decoration.

The most common and crude method didn't work, Zhang Zi lowered his eyes in frustration, it seems that this possible seal is more troublesome than she imagined, the problem is that she knows nothing about Yin Yang Art, it seems to find a way Talk to Seimei Abe, or...

——Create an onmyoji (vest) of your own?

It is very easy for Prince Zhang Zinei to see an onmyoji. She just needs to show depression and pain, and then say that she has a nightmare, in which there are ghosts disturbing, and the maids will hurriedly summon the onmyoji to come to exorcise the prince. Eliminate evil things, and as long as Abe Seimei is on duty, there is a high probability that he will come.

But today seems a little different.

The bamboo curtain has been lowered, and Zhang Zi is carefully supported and leaned against a maid. This posture is actually very disrespectful, but no one can rest assured that she is sitting alone, in case His Highness vomits blood/broken bones/suffocates What to do!

The maids thought of the terrible scene a few days ago, and felt that they would die in place if they watched the scene reenacted again, so they strongly rejected the idea of ​​His Royal Highness Zhang Zi sitting alone.

The attendants led an onmyoji over from the corridor, and some lively maids quietly raised the bamboo curtain, so that His Royal Highness, who was seriously ill, could take a peek at the appearance of the visitor. This kind of behavior was not stopped, the older maids They all turned a blind eye to this. After all, life in the inner palace was boring, and noble female relatives also did such things.

It was not Abe Seimei who came.

Zhang Zi only took one look to discover this fact, and frowned slightly. She obviously "fucked" while Abe Seimei was on duty. Could it be that Yinyang Liao is perfunctory her?No, it's impossible, unless—

"His Royal Highness, this is the Great Onmyoji invited by His Majesty the Emperor for you. Master Ashiya Michiman, a sorcerer from Harima Kingdom. Seimei-sama is busy with official affairs. Recently, he has been in charge of cleaning up demons and ghosts in Kyoto, so he cannot often enter the palace to protect you, so His Majesty has invited Lord Daoman for you, to protect His Highness day and night."

"Please rest assured, Mr. Ashiya Michimitsu is also an onmyoji with a reputation comparable to Mr. Seimei's, with superb skills."

...Michimitsu Ashiya? !

The inner prince who was leaning on the maid's arms twitched his brows.

This name is simply Abe Seimei’s eternal companion and foil. In every story with Abe Seimei, Ashiya Michimitsu will always act as the great enemy or behind-the-scenes black hand of the Great Onmyoji, jumping out to disrupt the situation, and then being defeated by the Great Onmyoji However, there are always only two endings for him, either to die without repentance and to leave the stage sadly, or to become Qingming's existence as an enemy and friend.

If the case is solved, the villain who hooked up with the Emperor is probably him.

There is a great possibility that both Zhang Zi's extremely bad physical condition and that "big panacea" are inseparable from Ashiya Doman.

It's good to stay at the important plot location, and the clues will rush to the door.

The maids have already lowered the curtains, and from the glimpse just now, one can see that Ashiya Road is full of young people in their late twenties, their eyes are always curled up in laughter, their facial features are correct, and they are not as unpredictable as Seimei. , he seems to be the kind of young man who is very popular with young girls and elders, with a gentle and lively temper, always smiling, and never getting angry.

However, after looking at his smile for a long time, there is something inexplicably scary. I don’t know if it’s because the eyes are always bent, or the degree of lip lift is always the same. Inhumanly weird, as if painted on a human face.

Unlike Abe Seimei, who was born in a noble family, Ashiya Road is full of commoner magicians. It is conceivable how terrifying his talent is to be able to achieve a reputation similar to Abe Seimei's in such a class-heavy society.

He knelt in front of the bamboo curtain, and bowed his head towards the blurred female figure in the curtain: "Your Highness, Your Majesty Ashiya Michimitsu, I have come to serve you in accordance with the order of His Majesty the Emperor."

His posture is extremely humble, his voice is humble and soft, which makes people like him immediately, without the arrogance of genius, he seems to be easy to grasp, no wonder the emperor trusts him so much.

The figure inside the curtain moved, there was a small and weak voice talking, Ashiya Michimitsu's ears moved slightly, he could hear the woman's voice inside, it was different from the ones he heard in the machiya or even in the pavilion in the past, even He thought the emperor's maids were elegant enough, but this one was different.

where is it different?

He couldn't tell, it was different from the poor woman who shouted loudly in the townhouse, different from the deliberately mellow and soft girl in the promenade, and different from the respectful and melodious voice of the emperor's maid.

She was born, natural, and noble, and she was born to be a superior person, someone that he, a commoner, would never have been able to get in touch with in his entire life.

The boiling ambition burned his internal organs, burning bitter venom in his throat, no, no, maybe he has heard such a voice before, but at this moment, in his heart, this is the most beautiful voice in the world ——Wrapped with top-level power and wealth, it has a more alluring and perfect voice than gods and goddesses.

"Your Highness said, thank you Lord Daoman for your protection, and please take care of me in the future." The maids relayed the words of Prince Zhang Zinei sternly. Ashiya Daoman had heard what the original owner said with his own ears, so he didn't pass on the words of the maids at all. ears, but he would not show such perfunctory on his face, instead he bowed his body more sincerely and sincerely, pressing his forehead to the floor of the wooden corridor, as if he was grateful for this precious opportunity to protect the inner prince: "This is I will do my best to protect the safety of His Royal Highness Zhang Zi."

His forehead was pressing hard against the cold floor, hot blood was surging in his slightly trembling body, and the corners of the upturned mouth on that ever smiling face were frantically pulling apart and finally freezing on a On the silent and terrifying laugh.