Xia Houqi had a splitting headache and didn't know whether the dream was real or not.
He looked at the ancient coffin again. There were no lines on the ancient coffin.
"At that time, I thought that I was just dreaming, so I put the spirit card of the late emperor back to its original position and left the palace."
After that day, Xia Houqi went on as usual, and he gradually forgot about the dream.
It's just that the Bagua Tianmen has also taken root in Daxia, and has begun to replace the Daxia troops, stationed in various places in Daxia.
Xia Houqi dared to be angry and dare not speak out about this.
But gradually, Xia Houqi realized that something was wrong.
It seems that on the second day after he had that strange dream, inexplicable deaths began to appear in the Summer Palace.
At first it was an old eunuch who was not valued highly, and then a court lady next to him, one after another, at the rate of one person per day, people in the summer palace would die strangely.
These dead people, regardless of men, women, or children, didn't have any wounds on their bodies, but their blood was sucked dry from all over their bodies.
The way they died was horrific.
The imperial hospital thought that they were infected, but after the examination, there was no way to find out the cause.
After seven people died in succession, Bagua Tianmen noticed this, and they sent people to investigate, but they found nothing.
Xia Houqi was also ordering someone to investigate this matter, but one night, while he was in his bedroom, he suddenly had another dream.
He dreamed that he was in the palace of the king again, and in front of his eyes, the ancient coffin appeared again.
What surprised Xia Houqi was that the ancient coffin that was originally sealed had a lid.
In the dream, Xia Houqi approached the ancient coffin again.
He stepped forward, and the lid of the ancient coffin rattled.
The coffin lid flew open.
Inside was a woman.
"Concubine Qing?!"
Xiahou Qi was shocked.
The woman was none other than Qing Concubine who had been imprisoned in the cold palace by Xia Houqi all these years.
Hearing Xia Houqi's voice, the woman woke up leisurely.
Concubine Qing opened her eyes and saw Xia Houqi, her face was full of surprise.
"Your Majesty, you are finally willing to come and see Chenqie. Chenqie has been thinking of you all these years."
After Qing Concubine finished speaking, she couldn't wait to hug Xia Houqi.
In Xia Houqi's heart, he hated Concubine Qing very much, so he was unwilling to get close to him.
He was about to push Concubine Qing away, but something weird happened, Xia Houqi didn't want to in his heart, but he couldn't control his body and walked towards Concubine Qing.
He hugged Concubine Qing and let her hug him.
Concubine Qing wept with joy, but Xia Houqi panicked for a while.
"Your Majesty, you really do love me. That bitch Ye Lingyue is no better than me. She is gone. Your Majesty, it is good that you favor my concubine. Concubine has been waiting for you all these years."
Xia Houqi ignored Concubine Qing, to the point that he couldn't hear what Concubine Qing said.
He looked at his hand, which was holding Concubine Qing, with lines appearing in patches.
Those lines were exactly the lines he saw on the ancient coffin that time in a dream.
At the same time as those lines were growing, Xia Houqi felt his hands sticking to Concubine Qing's body.
Through the clothes, he could feel a sense of warmth.
It wasn't the touch of ordinary skin, but a...
Blood and power flowed continuously towards Xia Houqi's body.
Concubine Qing was still chattering, but as time passed, Concubine Qing's complexion gradually changed.
Her skin began to wrinkle, and the energy in her body was rapidly dissipating.
"Holy Majesty?"
Concubine Qing realized something, she screamed, she felt the blood in her body being sucked, her whole body was like a dried fruit.
"You let me go!"
Concubine Qing saw Xia Houqi who was hugging her, his whole body was covered with strange black lines.
His hands seemed to have magical powers, making her vitality drain away little by little.
Concubine Qing lost her resistance, and she watched herself slowly transform from a living person into a dead body.
It wasn't until the moment she died that Xia Houqi let go of her hand.
he killed her...
At the moment when he saw Concubine Qing die, Xia Houqi suddenly flashed one scene after another in his mind.
The same night, the same palace.
Those eunuchs, maids, and guards died one after another under his hands.
The same ghost pattern appeared on his body surface, causing those people to lose their lives.
Every night, he would undoubtedly, take the lives of these people.
"Xiahou Qi! Xiahou Qi!"
Ye Lingyue's voice echoed in his ears.
Xia Houqi's soul came back to his senses with a jolt.
"Is that a dream or is it?"
Ye Lingyue looked at Xia Houqi worriedly.
Xia Houqi collected himself.
His soul was separated from his body, and his soul was very unstable.
The memory just now made him fall into a nightmare for a moment, almost uncontrollable.
"I'm afraid you have guessed it, it is not a dream."
Xia Houqi smiled wryly.
When he witnessed Concubine Qing being killed by himself, he suddenly woke up from the dream.
"After waking up from the dream, I found myself on the bed in Xiayang Palace. I was relieved at the time."
Xia Houqi told himself, fortunately, it was just a dream.
Seeing that the dream was too real, after Xia Houqi woke up, he couldn't help but stare blankly at his body.
Fortunately, those lingering ghost patterns did not appear.
The screams of Concubine Qing before she died seemed to be lingering in her ears, Xia Houqi was still in shock, so he decided to go to the palace to have a look at the ancient coffin.
He arrived at the palace alone.
At that time, it was already around three o'clock.
The lights of the Wang Temple were still on, and the guards of the night guard lay outside the door and fell asleep.
Xia Houqi entered the Wang Temple alone.
In the palace of the king, the spirit tablets of hundreds of former emperors are still placed there.
The huge and mysterious ancient coffin is still placed there.
Everything looked the same as usual.
The ancient coffin was still smooth and flat.
"Fortunately, it was just a dream."
Xia Houqi heaved a sigh of relief, he walked to the ancient coffin, and couldn't help but put his hand on the ancient coffin.
But the moment Xia Houqi's hand fell on the ancient coffin, there was a sharp cry from inside the ancient coffin.
That scream broke the silence of the night.
Xia Houqi took a few steps back in fright.
In front of his eyes, on the ancient coffin, blood flowed from tears.
The blood turned into streaks, and a crack appeared on the coffin.
The coffin lid that never appeared before appeared.
In the coffin, there was a person lying impressively.
It was a mummy, the body was still in palace attire, it was the concubine Qing who was killed by Xia Houqi in Xia Houqi's dream.
"My lord, why did you kill my concubine? This concubine loves you so much..."
Concubine Qing's body climbed out of the sarcophagus.
Her long-dried corpse walked towards Xia Houqi.
"Go away!"
Xia Houqi was startled and terrified, his mental power moved, Qing Concubine's body was hit by the mental power, just like the autumn wind blowing the fallen leaves, she was swept away all at once.