Wen Ruxi looked left and right, but didn't see anything wrong. She raised her legs and walked towards the main hall. Concubine Sun had already gone to bed, and the palace maids were waiting on her.
As soon as Wen Ruxi approached, she saw the palace door suddenly opened, followed by the anxious voice of the palace maid.
"My dear, what on earth is going on?"
"God knows, this is killing me!"
"My queen! Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please wake up!"
A palace maid was calling uncomfortably inside, a palace maid lit a candle, and a palace maid hurried out with a copper basin, and bumped into Wen Ruxi head-on.
The palace maid hurriedly knelt down and said, "I have seen the eldest princess!"
Wen Ruxi waved her hand and said, "Get up - what's going on with you ladies?"
The maid wiped her tears and said: "Your Highness does not know something. Our queen has been thinking too much since Lord Tingwei passed away and has been unable to sleep every night. She finally managed to fall asleep in the past two days, but she seemed to be possessed by something. , I can’t wake up from the nightmare.”
"She kept saying something, and when she woke up the next day, she refused to tell us what was going on."
"We slaves see it with our eyes and are anxious in our hearts!"
"Have a nightmare?" Wen Ruxi stepped in the door. There were many people busy in the room, including three maids waiting in front of her.
Seeing Wen Ruxi coming, these slaves stood up and saluted, lowered their heads and wiped their tears.
It seemed to outsiders that they were really thinking about Concubine Sun, but in reality, as long as Concubine Sun was good or bad, they, especially the people who served in front of her, would not be able to escape death.
After all, you are not crying for Concubine Sun, you are crying for yourself!
Wen Ruxi lowered her head and looked at her younger brother's favorite concubine. The little emperor had just turned fifteen this year, and the civil and military officials in the dynasty were busy sending the most beautiful concubine in their family to the palace.
If the Queen Mother hadn't used the excuse that the Emperor was still young, the harem would have been filled with all these ministers.
The queen's position has not been settled for a long time, but it happened that the noble concubine took the position not long after, and she had to do the little emperor's favor.
If there is something special about Concubine Sun, Wen Ruxi really can't say anything about it.
She had only seen Sun Guifei from a distance a few times, and she indeed had red lips, white teeth, and a moon-shy appearance. She would be covered in sweat, and lying weakly on the bed would have a different look.
Maybe this is what men are good at.
Wen Ruxi just murmured a few words in her heart, and then put her hand on Concubine Sun's forehead.
After the pinch, Wen Ruxi's forehead was dripping with cold sweat.
"It's like a nightmare, like it's haunted by ghosts." Wen Ruxi knew about the soul-locking curse. She immediately rolled up Sun Guifei's sleeves and saw dark lines running across her smooth forearms.
This pattern is much richer than what I saw on Sun Wei before.
Putting two fingers together, after opening the Yin eyes, one can clearly see that the surrounding strands of Yin energy are continuously drilling into the lines on Sun Guifei's arms, nourishing the power of this spell.
Wen Ruxi immediately lit a talisman, placed it on Concubine Sun's forehead, and shouted: "Get away from the evil spirits, wake up quickly!"
His hands flipped flexibly, and he drew out several different techniques in just a moment.
As the hand fight continued, the beads of sweat on Wen Ruxi's forehead formed into a string and fell to the ground along her chin.
After a long cup of tea, Concubine Sun was struggling even more fiercely in her dream.
The maids knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and shouted: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
Wen Ruxi gasped and stopped her hand. Concubine Sun stopped struggling, but her breathing became more rapid and her face looked much uglier than before.
Wen Ruxi didn't dare to say anything to these maids, and lay on the ground shaking.
Wen Ruxi waved her hand and said in a weak voice: "You all go out first. The concubine is possessed by an evil spirit. Just wait for me to do something to exorcise the evil spirit."
The maids all knew that the eldest princess was a disciple of Yuqing Palace. After hearing this, they immediately withdrew and closed the door.
Her ears were quiet. Wen Ruxi rubbed her chest and slowly exhaled, feeling suffocated.
External forces cannot invade even half of it. This is because Concubine Sun doesn't want to wake up. Now she can only forcefully enter the dream to intervene in the direction of things. The top priority is to prevent Concubine Sun from indulging in illusions.
Otherwise, in a few days, Concubine Sun will really never wake up again.
I never thought that this soul-locking spell could be so dangerous. Not only could it attract the sneaks around you, it could even affect people's dreams.
Wen Ruxi first lit a Sun Gathering Talisman for Concubine Sun to dissipate the yin energy around her a little, and then she was ready to start the dream spell.
This dreaming technique is also a unique skill of Yuqing Palace. It can connect the dream of the caster and the one being cast. The caster can see the dream of the caste from a third perspective or an intuitive way from the first perspective.
But whether this is a third perspective or a first perspective depends on the skill of the caster.
The third perspective can create a reasonable identity for the caster in the dream of the bewitched, and can directly intervene in the development of things. However, from the first perspective, you can only see what the bewitched sees. To what.
Unable to force intervention, this is also the state that Wen Ruxi can reach currently. If Gu Yanzhi comes, then with his skills, he can use the third perspective to force people out of the dream.
Save time and effort, simple and clear.
Wen Ruxi sighed silently before performing the operation. After all, her skill was still too low.
There is no way to solve the side effects caused by the chain soul spell.
The fingertips touched Concubine Sun's eyebrows. This was the first time Wen Ruxi used the dreaming technique. She felt that the world was spinning for a while, and she stood in a vast white snow field.
Wen Ruxi wanted to raise her hand to touch her face, but then she remembered that her body was not under her control.
The scene in front of me was constantly changing. The ice and snow slowly melted first, and then flowed into water like breaking ice.
Everything went from blurry to clear.
In front of her was a ridiculously large stone table. Wen Ruxi was shocked. What was this? It was so scary.
As soon as her eyes flashed, she climbed up to the stone stool with difficulty and sat down, but the outstretched hand was short and small. Wen Ruxi suddenly realized that it was not the stone table that was too big but her body that was too small.
Wen Ruxi Sichen, it seems that this happened when Sun Guifei was a child.
Dreams are also derived from things that actually happened. There may be some deviations from reality, but in the end they cannot be separated from the original essence.
Little Concubine Sun, who must have been about five or six years old, was sitting in a pavilion. After climbing on the stone bench, she first looked around.
This place looks familiar. If you think about it carefully, it turns out to be the scene in the Sun Mansion. Wen Ruxi has only been there once. She grew up in the Yuqing Palace and only came down the mountain after she became an adult.
After going down the mountain, Wen Ruxi was not very interested in what happened in the court, so she thought for a while before remembering that this was the Sun Mansion she saw that night.
Concubine Sun just glanced around, then withdrew her gaze, lowered her head and focused on the rice paper in front of her.
The short hand held a writing brush upright, but the words he wrote were tender and tight, a little crooked, but overall it was OK.
Wen Ruxi thought about her handwriting of "dog/crawl" when she was a child, and really felt that it was really not easy to be able to write like this at such a young age.
"The stroke order of the Chinese character is wrong!" Suddenly a voice came, followed by a pain on the back of my hand.
Little Concubine Sun immediately dropped the golden bean and burst into tears, her brush smearing out a big ink stain on the rice paper.
When was there anyone else? ! Wen Ruxi was also startled by the sound, and she felt the pain on the back of her hand.
When he raised his eyes, he realized that this person was actually the much younger Sun Zhen. He had a handsome face even without a beard, and he looked like he was no longer in his prime.
Even that face is still the same as when he got older, with the corners of his mouth pressed down, a ruler in his hand, and a serious expression with a sense of arrogance.
Sun Zhen pointed at the ink ball on the table and said angrily: "It's just a word, how come it looks like this?"
"It's really mud that can't hold up the wall."
"If it weren't for the fact that you are about the same age as the prince, you might as well not read this book!"
Little Concubine Sun twitched and picked up the brush that fell on the table with trembling fingers. The back of her hand was already swollen.
"I'm sorry, brother. Nuo'er was wrong. Nuo'er will change it now. Brother, don't hit Nuo'er."
It turns out that Concubine Sun's name is Sun Nuo - such a good child.
Wen Ruxi thought to herself, how could Sun Zhen even kill such a young child?
"Write this word a thousand times today. If you can't finish it, you won't be allowed to eat!" Sun Zhen left with a flick of his sleeves.
Sun Nuo whispered: "Yes."
Tears kept falling on the thin rice paper, and Sun Nuo's vision was blurred.
As soon as the scene changed, Wen Ruxi suddenly felt that her whole body was sore and her limbs were weak. In front of her eyes was a pile of straw, and there were piles of chopped firewood beside the wall.
The little hand next to the cheek was red and swollen, and it was difficult to lift it.
Sun Nuo hugged his thin body and huddled on the haystack.
Before Wen Ruxi could understand what was happening, she heard the servants outside muttering.
"How did the young lady get into trouble with the young master? It's been three days! I'm afraid I'll starve to death if I don't give him anything to eat!"
"You don't know the young master's temper? Do you dare to give her food? Then you go, you go, you will be the next unlucky one! My own sister can be like this, look what will happen to your servant!"
"..."
Wen Ruxi was secretly surprised. This is true. If you say you won't give it, you really won't give it. Is Sun Zhen crazy?
When she went to visit Sun's house earlier, Wen Ruxi got to know Sun Zhen a little bit. He was still in his early forties. His parents died when he was fifteen, leaving him with only one younger sister. Fortunately, it was him. After studying hard, he won the favor of Emperor Mingde and climbed to his current position step by step.
Judging from the time, when Sun Zhen was twenty years old, he might not have even worshiped Jiuqing.
Wen Ruxi frowned and suddenly remembered that the little emperor had a reading companion when he was a child. He was able to get acquainted with Concubine Sun because Concubine Sun often accompanied him when he was studying.
Looking at it this way, the next thing makes sense. The little emperor valued Concubine Sun when he was a child. When Sun Zhen found out about this, he forced Concubine Sun to do these things, just to be able to better serve the crown prince at that time. Speak in front of me.
