On the long palace road, Zhang Lihua and Liu Yaona supported each other, and staggered out of the palace with the bustling crowd.
The two got into the carriage of Duke Dingguo's mansion in despair, and ordered the driver to drive to the mansion of Dingguo.
However, before arriving at Prince Ding's Mansion, the entire Palace was already empty.
The two stared blankly at the empty Prince Ding's Mansion, their eye circles were slightly red.
The next day, portraits of Gentiana Qin and Gu Jiuxiao were plastered all over the imperial city. One was evil, the other was plotting rebellion. More soldiers and horses were dispatched and headed northwest.
Almost at the same time, Emperor Shengyuan announced the death of the Supreme Emperor to the people of South Vietnam, and the whole country mourned.
The entire imperial capital almost exploded.
Ordinary people don't understand how the well-behaved Princess Ding can become a demon. How can a woman with such a pure and bodhisattva heart be a demon, and how can King Ding, who was seriously injured in the battle to protect the people of South Vietnam, plot rebellion
But in the dark, someone exaggerated what Qin Gentian did last night, and even pinned the death of the Supreme Emperor on her and Gu Jiuxiao.
"You don't know, at the Supreme Emperor's birthday banquet last night, Princess Ding directly used her demon power to instantly wither the flowers and trees in Lingxi Palace, and even sucked a person dry..."
"That's right, my uncle saw it with his own eyes. She was a young woman and suddenly turned into a seventy-year-old woman. It's too miserable and terrible!"
"That demon, she actually pierced the Supreme Emperor with one paw, dug out the Supreme Emperor's heart and ate it into her mouth, tsk tsk tsk, my friend was so scared that he had nightmares all night..."
Several people chattered together.
"If you want me to tell you, Prince Ding must have been captured by evil spirits. Otherwise, how could a good prince rebel against evil spirits..."
"Who said it wasn't?"
In the private room, Zhang Lihua put the teacup in her hand heavily on the table, anger flashed in her eyes, "Listen to what they arranged for Miss Qin?"
She just felt that her lungs were about to explode, and she wished she could rush out to find them to argue.
Liu Yaona hurriedly stopped her, frowned and said, "Lihua, don't be impulsive, you are not in a desperate situation, we still have the storybook..."
She calmly looked at the tea foam floating in the teacup, "Miss Qin once said that if you make good use of the scriptures, one day you can master people's thoughts."
"What we say is what we say!"
Zhang Lihua's eyes lit up, and she was fixed on her.
Liu Yaona stretched out her hand to hold her hand, and comforted her in a gentle voice, "Miss Qin is a lucky person with her own natural appearance, so nothing will happen, don't worry too much."
Zhang Lihua's eyes turned red, "Well, we'll wait for her to come back. She will be fine..."
She hesitated for a while, and added unwillingly, "Prince Ding will be fine."
With a firm mind, the two began to deal with the story of the story.
They have seen Gentiana Qin's methods before. In their hearts, Gentiana Qin is just like the god in charge of flowers, plants and trees in the sky. The life and death of plants and trees are all in her mind.
But the Nanyue court firmly concluded that Gentiana Qin was a demon, and they couldn't face up against the entire court, so they had to find another way.
But overnight, the center of discussion in the public has changed from King Ding's rebellion against Princess Ding's evil spirits to the new story of Chaomu Huafang.
Previously, there were stories about people, demons, and ghosts in Chaomu Huafang, but there had never been stories about gods, and everyone had long expected it.
At this time, as soon as the new storybook came out, everyone's desire to buy it was unprecedentedly strong, but it was sold out in just a few sticks of incense.
This time it was a more novel and daring story.
The flower god received favors from mortals during the calamity, and after ascending through the calamity, he sent a clone to benefit the mortals.
After the avatar descended to the mortal world, he did a lot of good things for the mortals, and after experiencing various things with the mortal general, he gradually fell in love with each other. This should be a happy story for everyone, but unexpectedly, the flower god's avatar revealed the fairy family's methods when casting spells.
As a result, mortals don't know the tricks of the gods, and they regard the clone of the flower god as a demon, and everyone yells for beating and killing.
Even the general gradually doubted the identity of his lover.
In the end, the general united everyone, poured out the flower god's avatar with the spirit wine, and pulled out a part of the flower god's fairy bone... and wiped out the evil spirit.
After that, the flowers in the mortal world withered in an instant, followed by grass, trees... and then food...
The earth is still vast, but no plants will survive.
Gradually, starvation spread everywhere, and mortals began to die one by one...
And the story has no ending, and stays in the endless death of mortals...
Almost all the people in the imperial capital felt shivering after reading this story, and gasped.
Some of them are used to thinking, after reading it, they immediately thought of the arrest warrant posted by the imperial court, and they exchanged in low voices.
"Well, does this mean that the princess is determined to be a god who came down to repay her kindness?"
"Then if we catch her, will we suffer retribution like Huaben..."
"It shouldn't be... This, this story, isn't it all made up..."
Not to mention the noise and rumors outside, Zhang Lihua and Liu Yaona did not panic, they asked the helpers of the workshop to go home and hide first, but they were ready to be held accountable by the court.
But Emperor Shengyuan didn't care about it at all at the moment, he didn't even notice the emergence of this new story, something happened that made him more concerned.
In the Qingyuan Palace, the Supreme Emperor who was lying in the ice coffin suddenly opened his eyes.
His old face had turned blue, his eyes were dull, he was fixed on the moon pearl embedded on the roof, suddenly, a gleam caught his sight, he tilted his head slightly, and saw a pot of orchids not far away.
The Supreme Emperor slowly sat up from the ice coffin.
The palace guards watching the night looked in horror at the sudden fraud of the Supreme Emperor who had been dead for a long time, and they all screamed.
"Ah, ghost, ghost!"
"The Supreme Emperor, the Supreme Emperor..."
Quan Gonggong looked at the Supreme Emperor sitting up, with fear and surprise intertwined on his face, "Tailord, your old man..."
The Supreme Emperor acted as if he had never heard of it, but just stared at the pot of orchid persistently, and the shadow of the orchid slowly reflected in his foggy eyes, but it seemed that he could not satisfy him any more. He tilted his head, stood up from the ice coffin, and stepped towards the pot of orchid. He picked it up stiffly, and touched it with his lips clumsily.
Eunuch Quan's eyes widened in astonishment, and he hurriedly stumbled after him, "The Supreme Emperor, wait for the servant, wait..."