Chapter 159 Time is running out
Chapter 159 Time is running out
"Ye Qingzhu, are you saying that the matter of witchcraft is related to the Regent's Consort?"
Do you have any evidence to support this?
The emperor's face was gloomy, and he exuded an aura of authority without anger.
Ye Qingzhu lowered her head, trembling under the oppressive atmosphere. "Your Majesty, what I said is indeed true. During the time when the Regent was in a coma, someone did see my sister using that black energy."
"As for where that black mist came from, we don't know."
"Nonsense."
Zhan Sijing said in a deep voice, "Brother, I think Ye Qingzhu's words are illogical. I'm afraid she's trying to shift the blame in order to escape punishment."
Ye Qingzhu bit her lower lip, knowing that if she couldn't produce any evidence, it would be difficult for her to return to the Duke's mansion.
Even if this regent's status is different, can he possibly be more powerful than the emperor?
Thinking of this, Ye Qingzhu decided to take a gamble and said in a tearful voice, "Your Highness, I know that my sister is your queen, but you cannot show favoritism because of this."
"Moreover, my sister grew up with me since she was little. How could she have learned any magic? There's something wrong with that."
"Your Majesty, please investigate this matter thoroughly."
Just then, a guard's voice came from outside reporting.
"Your Majesty, the Regent's Consort has arrived."
The emperor gave a soft "hmm," signaling for the people outside to come in.
When Ye Qingwu entered the Imperial Study, he saw Ye Qingzhu kneeling on the ground, the Imperial Preceptor standing to his right, Zhan Sijing to his left, and the Emperor sitting in the main seat.
The atmosphere around them was heavy, clearly indicating that this matter was not so simple.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
Ye Qingwu bowed in the direction of the emperor.
The emperor did not reply. At this moment, Zhan Sijing had already come to Ye Qingwu's side, demonstrating his attitude through his actions.
Seeing this, the emperor's attitude softened, and he asked Ye Qingwu, "Regent's Consort, the strange things that have happened to Ye Qingzhu recently are all related to you. Do you have any explanation to offer?"
After the emperor's questioning, Ye Qingwu felt the malicious gaze cast upon her by Ye Qingzhu, who was kneeling there.
"Your Majesty, the so-called strange events are nothing more than the deliberate actions of someone with ulterior motives."
"Deliberately?"
These words surprised everyone present, and even Ye Qingzhu, who had been preparing how to refute Ye Qingwu's words, was taken aback.
Logically speaking, shouldn't Ye Qingwu have offered some explanation when faced with the Emperor's questioning? How could she have said such a thing?
"What does the Regent's wife mean by this?"
The Imperial Advisor, who had been silent all along, spoke up because of Ye Qingwu's words.
Ye Qingwu smiled and said, "Grand Preceptor, since you are skilled in the arts of the Xuanmen, you should have been able to tell that what was shrouding the courtyard of Jiang Wenjin was not witchcraft, but rather malevolent energy."
"The evil aura is often caused by resentment. Ordinary people who are possessed by it will only become its puppets and lose their own will. But Ye Qingzhu is able to remain unharmed in these matters. Haven't you thought about the problem behind this?"
After Ye Qingwu said those words, Ye Qingzhu clearly panicked.
"You..." Ye Qingzhu was about to retort angrily, but then realized that this was the Imperial Study and that there were so many people watching, so she changed her words, "Regent Princess, you and I are sisters after all. I have tolerated all your dissatisfaction with me in the past, but you actually put this kind of superstitious nonsense on me!"
"Could it be that you've bullied me because I'm not as high-ranking as you, and that's why you're kicking me when I'm down?"
"Adding insult to injury?" Ye Qingwu sneered.
"Ye Qingzhu, when it comes to this point, you are probably the one who should be the most qualified."
"Your Majesty, please do justice for me." Ye Qingzhu's voice was trembling with sobs, as if she was afraid that Ye Qingwu would do something outrageous to her in the next second.
The emperor also realized something was wrong at this point.
"Imperial Preceptor, what is your opinion on this matter?"
The emperor turned his gaze to the Grand Preceptor, awaiting his next words.
"Your Majesty, what the Regent's Consort said is not unreasonable, but Ye Qingzhu..." The Imperial Advisor paused, then looked at Ye Qingwu again.
"Princess Regent, do you have any evidence to support your words just now?"
Ye Qingzhu breathed a sigh of relief. She suddenly felt that the so-called Grand Preceptor seemed to be helping her intentionally or unintentionally. Whatever his purpose, it was a good start after all.
Since that person regained consciousness at the Duke's mansion, no matter how she called out to him, there was no response. Ye Qingwu must have played a part in this.
Unless Ye Qingwu can get that person to show themselves, who would believe that what Ye Qingwu said is true?
But if it actually happens, she'll be able to seize on that point and say that these things were summoned by Ye Qingwu.
No matter what Ye Qingwu does in the end, she cannot escape the consequences.
Even if the Regent Prince ultimately wanted to protect that vile woman Ye Qingwu, what could he do? In front of the Emperor, everything was still decided by the Emperor.
However, when faced with the Grand Preceptor's question, Ye Qingwu smiled calmly, without the slightest embarrassment on her face, as if she had expected all of this.
"Ye Qingzhu, do you dare to show your left hand to the Imperial Advisor?"
Ye Qingzhu was taken aback. "What do you mean by that?"
When Ye Qingzhu looked at Ye Qingwu, she had a bad feeling.
"Princess Regent, are you implying that the evidence is on Ye Qingzhu's left palm?"
The emperor was also surprised by Ye Qingwu's words, wondering what she was planning to do.
"Your Highness, are you perhaps doing something on purpose to shift all the blame onto me?"
Ye Qingzhu feigned a look of terror, attempting to elicit sympathy from those present.
Ye Qingwu remained calm and said to Ye Qingzhu, "Ye Qingzhu, this is the Imperial Study. The Emperor and the Imperial Advisor are here. I have not touched you, so what else is there to talk about?"
"It's just asking you to extend your left hand. Is that something difficult for you?"
"I..." Ye Qingzhu wanted to say something more, but then she heard the emperor's voice.
"Ye Qingzhu, since the Regent's Consort has said so, then extend your hand. If this matter truly has nothing to do with you, I will naturally take care of it for you."
After the emperor's words, Ye Qingzhu knew that if she refused again at this point, it would only make her seem suspicious.
It's just about sticking your palm out; what's so difficult about that?
She was curious to see what clues Ye Qingwu could glean from his palm.
As Ye Qingzhu extended her palm, a wisp of black mist appeared above it.
The black energy quickly merged into the palm, transforming into black lines in the palm prints, which spread all the way to the wrist.
This sudden scene stunned everyone present.
Ye Qingzhu's eyes widened in shock, and she fell to the ground. She immediately turned to Ye Qingwu and questioned, "Your Highness, what have I done to deserve such a spell?"
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