White Hedge Dream

Chapter 167 Accident

People will always encounter various accidents.

Just as blessings and misfortunes are interdependent, wishes and regrets always appear together.

Zhuang Li looked at the extra moon in the sky.

As planned, Shen Qing will get rid of the Emperor Zhong in order to protect his empress.

And she was able to use the Imperial Bell to contain Shen Qing and peel away the thoughts he had buried in her.

But there was no millet pearl in the plan.

Millet beads.

She already knew this title from Shen Qing's dreams.

It should still be that Xuanyangzi's method.

In fact, it is not surprising. Such a big movement as destroying the Imperial Bell will definitely alarm the Holy Ancestor Temple.

If there is an imperial bell, there will naturally be other town objects.

Compared to the Imperial Bell, this bead is very friendly.

When Shen Qing's weird dream dissipated, it also returned to peace.

It is no longer a dark bead hole, but as soft as the moon, slowly caressing everything.

The people who had been affected by the spider threads regained their freedom. Bai Ying hugged the imperial bell and sat back on the soft couch. The soldiers and guards on the ground, including Wang Degui, stood up.

Zhuang Li's **** body was also condensing. She knelt on the ground again, and the rope that fell bound her again.

It's like going back in time and returning to the way it was before.

But for Zhuang Li, this is not a good thing, but a trouble.

She still has the second step to take.

Originally, after the Imperial Bell was destroyed and her obsession was eliminated, she could weave a dream without any interference.

Kill your own dreams.

Now she can't move. If she thinks about it, she will be sucked away by the pearly light and will never wake up.

But if she didn't kill herself, she wouldn't wake up now.

Anyway.

She was trapped.

Bai Ying's voice rang in his ears.

"...I told the queen that I am willing to serve her."

After Bai Ying said this, she suddenly shuddered, her dull eyes turned, and there were chaotic lights and shadows flickering in her sight, which disappeared instantly.

Bai Ying was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and saw the imperial bell in her arms.

She let out a scream.

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…

In Linde Hall, as a big drum was placed in the center of the hall, the musicians on the second floor were also changing their positions. The violinists stepped back and the drummers stepped forward.

"Master Shen?" A drummer came over holding a drum and looked at the person in front of him, "You can rest for a while."

But Shen Qing remained motionless and seemed not to hear.

Are you immersed in the performance just now?

The drummer stretched out his hand to push Shen Qing's shoulder, and Shen Qing fell forward and fell to the ground.

The drummer was startled, and the musicians around him also rushed forward.

"Master Shen?"

"Mr. Shen?"

He shouted randomly and helped Shen Qing up, and saw that Shen Qing had his eyes closed and blood was flowing out of his nose -

Did it fall and break?

It shouldn't be.

In the midst of chaos, Shen Qing opened his eyes, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he screamed, "My piano—"

Qin? What happened to Jean?

A musician quickly looked at his piano, which was placed on the ground.

"My piano is broken, my piano is broken." Shen Qing hissed, his lungs splitting.

More people looked over with confused expressions.

"Master Shen, your piano is still fine." They all said.

Shen Qing rushed over and caressed the piano randomly: "No, no, it's broken, it's broken, my piano—"

State of madness.

People around are a little panicked, what's going on -

"Quickly call the imperial physician." Someone said and wanted to shout back.

Just as he turned around, someone rushed over, helped Shen Qing up and held her in his arms, picked up the piano with the other hand, and walked out.

It was only then that the people around him saw the person clearly.

"Prince Zhou."

"It's Dongyang Hou Shizi."

Zhou Jingyun held Shen Qing tightly and said to the musicians: "The drums are about to start. You should hurry up and get ready. Don't delay. I'll take care of Master Shen." With a little apology, he said, "I just poured him a few drinks." Wine, drunk."

It turns out he was drunk.

The musicians breathed a sigh of relief and stopped obstructing him. Some people joked, "If you can be toasted by the Crown Prince of Zhou, you will get drunk even if you don't drink."

Zhou Jingyun smiled and said no more, dragging Shen Qing out without anyone else blocking him.

"When did Prince Zhou drink with Master Shen Qin?" Someone murmured in the meantime.

The musicians kept playing since the emperor entered the palace and never left.

But this thought just passed through his mind, and it didn't matter.

"Quick, quick, quick, the dancers are entering."

With the sound of drums, Zhou Jingyun pushed Shen Qing into a corner of the palace, while two chamberlains stood beside him to block others' sight.

"What happened?" Zhou Jingyun asked in a low voice.

But Shen Qing couldn't hear what he said, he just grabbed his piano and stroked it eagerly.

"My piano is broken, my piano is broken." He said repeatedly.

The strings are obviously in good condition, why do they say they are broken? Zhou Jingyun looked at Shen Qing and somewhat understood that this was probably what Zhuang Li had mentioned, that being injured in the illusion would lead to madness in reality.

Is it over yet?

What about Zhuang Li?

"Where is she? How is she?" Zhou Jingyun asked in a low voice, shaking Shen Qing.

But no matter how much he shook, Shen Qing didn't look at him. He just held the piano and repeated that the piano was broken. His nose was bleeding, his eyes were filled with tears, his expression was desperate, and his eyes were distracted.

It was obvious that he had fallen into madness and could not ask any questions in a short period of time.

Zhou Jingyun threw him to the ground and whispered to the chamberlains, "Watch him and don't disturb His Majesty."

The two chamberlains nodded in response, watched Zhou Jingyun walking out, and hurriedly pulled him back, "Your Majesty, didn't you say, don't go out?"

Although Zhou Jingyun had not been in the capital for seven or eight years, and the palace had a new owner and a large number of people were purged, there were still connections left.

After returning, Zhou Jingyun re-established these old relationships.

After going to the palace to meet Bai Ying, Zhou Jingyun entrusted two chamberlains to keep an eye on Shen Qing at the palace banquet. After just experiencing a dreamlike experience in the corridor outside, Zhou Jingyun came in and asked the two chambermaids to confirm that Shen Qing had been on the second floor and had never left.

After hearing this, Zhou Jingyun stopped going out and stared at Shen Qing himself. He also told the two chamberlains to leave the palace.

"It's not normal out there."

What is abnormal? The two chamberlains were puzzled, but the habit they developed in the palace was not to ask too many questions and just obey.

Why is Zhou Jingyun going out now?

Is it normal outside?

Zhou Jingyun looked outside. The lanterns were bright, the guards were standing tall, the maids and chamberlains were coming in and out, and the guests watching the lanterns were chatting and laughing.

Whether it was true or false, he didn't know and couldn't tell.

Zhuang Li had previously asked him not to leave where the emperor was, waiting for her to call him.

But Zhuang Li didn't say when he would wait.

Moreover, she must have called him because the matter was successful.

What if it doesn't work?

What if she couldn't call him?

"Don't I really have to do anything? Apart from meeting Bai Ying, taking you into the palace, and finally looking at you..."

In the clean room in the early morning, he looked at Zhuang Li, who was lying on the tub with water all over his body and head, and asked.

Zhuang Li lowered his head and shook his head.

"This seems to be a confrontation between me and them, but it is also a confrontation between ourselves and ourselves."

"The only one who can save yourself is yourself, and the only one who can defeat you is yourself."

She said, raising her head and smiling at him with a watery face.

"So, Prince, as long as you insist on what you promised me, it will be the greatest help to me."

Zhou Jingyun looked at the bright light and shadow outside the hall.

What he promised her was to help her kill Zhuang Li.

"Don't go out." Zhou Jingyun said, looking at the two chamberlains, "I'll go out and take a look."

After saying that, he raised his feet and walked out.

The outside was busier than the inside of the palace. Zhou Jingyun was walking through it. There was nothing wrong with the scenery around him. Everyone's face was clear, they were talking and laughing freely, and they were all saying hello to him...

To say that it is abnormal, it is probably Shangguan Yue who is still standing on the top of the East Pavilion.

The young man seemed to be asleep.

However, if you can climb to the top of the East Pavilion to enjoy the lanterns, it is not surprising to fall asleep while admiring the lanterns.

Zhou Jingyun withdrew his gaze and looked at the neighboring building in front of him.

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Bai Ying's scream frightened Wang Degui.

How come you were talking so well, but as soon as you finished speaking, your empress screamed?

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty," he shouted repeatedly, "What's wrong with you?"

He shouted out anxiously again.

"Pass on the imperial physician."

Bai Ying stopped Wang Degui: "No need."

She gasped violently to calm herself down.

Wang Degui didn't dare to speak anymore, and stretched out his hand to stir up the wind in front of her, using the wind to help her calm down.

The winter wind blows in front of the face, which is very chilly and makes people more awake.

"What was I doing just now?" Bai Ying asked.

Wang Degui said cautiously: "You are talking about some past events. You and Jiang..."

Bai Ying raised her hand to stop: "Okay, don't say this name."

Although to the people standing here at this moment, it doesn't matter if that name is mentioned.

Whether Wang Degui or Bingwei, they were all arranged by Zhang Ze, and they were all from Bai Ying. It didn't matter to them what kind of party Bai Ying was.

They are only loyal to Bai Ying.

Wang Degui bowed respectfully.

Bai Ying looked at him and asked in different words: "Did you dream just now?" Then he looked at the soldiers and guards, "What about you?"

dream? Wang Degui and the soldiers and guards looked at each other.

"Empress, we dare not slack off." Wang Degui said respectfully.

At this point, a trace of hesitation flashed across his face.

However, just now, it seemed that something happened, and he was in a daze.

"None of you had a dream? Didn't you see a vision? Did you see—" Bai Ying continued.

Before she could say that name, Bai Ying bit her lip to block it.

Can't say.

Isn’t there a saying that says, don’t talk about people during the day, and don’t talk about ghosts at night.

Shicai must have said this name because of her...

Wang Degui looked at Bai Ying's pale face and asked nervously: "My dear, are you okay?"

Bai Ying murmured: "I'm not good, but I'm okay."

What does this mean? Wang Degui looked at Bai Ying.

Bai Ying looked at him and sneered: "You didn't find anything wrong?"

wrong? Wang Degui was anxious and confused, what was wrong?

"Why is the Imperial Bell in my arms!" Bai Ying shouted.

With these words, Wang Degui looked over, his face suddenly turned pale, as if he just saw it.

"Ah, ah." He was speechless, "Mother, when did you take it off?"

This is the Imperial Bell. It was brought from its original place tonight and hung above the head in the house.

Now she is in Bai Ying's arms.

Wang Degui felt a blurry scene flashing before his eyes. Bai Ying tiptoed and took off the imperial bell...

There was a snap.

His face burned and hurt, and the scene in front of him disappeared.

Bai Ying looked at her angrily and coldly, and took back her hand: "Are you awake? How could I pick the Emperor's Bell!"

Yes, yes, the imperial bell needs to be hung, and how can the empress pick it up? There is no ladder here. Besides, it is impossible for the empress to do such a dangerous thing.

Wang Degui was trembling.

Something happened!

Something must have happened just now.

Wang Degui looked around subconsciously, fear rising from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't know what he was afraid of.

Bai Ying stopped looking at Wang Degui, stood up, and looked at Zhuang Li who was kneeling in front of her.

"Bai Li, you're causing trouble again!" she shouted.

Zhuang Li lowered his head and remained motionless, as if he was ignoring her, or was he still up to something?

"Palm mouth!" Bai Ying shouted angrily.

A soldier guarding Zhuang Li raised his hand and hit Zhuang Li in the face.

With a crisp sound, Zhuang Li fell to the ground, his lowered head exposed.

Her face was pale, her eyes were closed tightly, and blood flowed from the corners of her mouth and nose, dripping on her clothes and blooming like blood flowers on the ground.