Spirit of the Phoenix: 36. Witchcraft

The rule of the Chen family is extremely strict, the deacon has long been winking, leading seven or eight military guards to stand aside with torches and net pockets held high.

Da Sima's eyes were sharp like knives, and with a wave of his right hand, several martial guards formed a circle, pressing on every step of the way.

In the night, the fire flickered, the little prince's heart seemed to be blocked by a huge stone, and his breathing was unbearably uncomfortable.

Thirty years ago, Tai'an was killed in a fire. After waking up, he was possessed by books. He was most afraid of seeing fire in his life. Since her arrival, there was no open fire in the East Palace, and the candlesticks were all surrounded by gauze covers, so as not to disturb her at all.

But now, with wine all over her body, she shuttled through the flames without fear, like a moth to a flame, looking at death as her home.

The prince was very anxious, his right hand tightly grasped the table, his knuckles turned blue, countless thoughts flashed around in his mind, but none of them came to fruition.

Tai'an's strange "hidden weapon" sprang out, just at the critical moment when Da Sima was making things difficult for him. If the crown prince boldly stopped him at this time, I'm afraid that at today's birthday banquet, both he and Tai'an would be in trouble. escape.

Tai'an is also smart, taking advantage of the wind's extremely fast speed, he doesn't fly far away, he only hovers close to Da Sima's side to look for opportunities. Several martial guards raised their net pockets but did not dare to attack with all their strength, for fear of accidentally hitting Da Sima.

Da Sima lost his patience, he was originally a general, he grabbed the net bag in Wuwei's hand when he saw the situation, saw the gap between Tai'an's pounce, and slammed it under the hood, holding Tai'an in it!

The little prince couldn't bear it any longer, stood up abruptly, and shouted sharply: "Da Sima is a good trick! At the birthday banquet, you actually invited a quack warlock to cast spells for fun. If you know the inside story, I highly praise you for entertaining your loved ones!" , Those who don’t know the inside story may think that you are obsessed with witchcraft and hate victory!”

He was full of energy, his voice was high-pitched, and every sentence made sense. As soon as he finished speaking, the flower hall, which was still noisy just now, was immediately silent.

The little prince looked around and found Zhongshuling Pei Junzhi sitting sideways behind him in the crowd.

Pei Junzhi felt his gaze, and the two of them took a deep look, Pei Junzhi stroked his beard slowly, and smiled.

Witch Gu's distaste for winning is the great crime of punishing the Jiu Clan. In a few words, the prince described the "hidden weapon" used to assassinate Da Sima as Da Sima's "witch gu's dislike of winning methods and causing trouble."

Pei Junzhi raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help feeling that it's no wonder that the prince can turn around even when he is in a situation of persecution or treachery.

No matter what, the prince is willing to be the first bird today and make a sharp knife for the Pei family to cut at Da Sima.

Da Sima has been immersed in the court for many years, and he couldn't hear the meaning of the little prince's words at this time. Hearing the words, he said mockingly and coldly: "Zhuzi is beyond his control!"

With a flick of his wrist, he picked up the cone-shaped paper tube Tai'an, stood up, handed the net bag in his hand to Wu Wei who was waiting beside him, and said coldly to the prince: "Your Highness's words are so strange The old man was attacked on his birthday..."

This is the moment!

At the moment when Da Sima spoke, Tai'an, who was covered in a net bag and was motionless, suddenly jumped up, and his body spun around in the air, rolling himself into a very thin and long cone from the front thick to the back. Taking advantage of Da Sima's distracted speech, the paper arrow shot out from the finger-width gap in the net pocket, and poked straight at Da Sima's eyebrows!

She is as fast as a dart. Da Sima subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it, Tai'an was alert and turned around, sticking to Da Sima's arm and piercing into his eyes.

Da Sima was startled, and in desperation turned sideways to dodge, but in the end he was a step too late, and the paper arrow rolled by Tai'an flew past his pupils.

Blood gushed out instantly, and slowly flowed down Da Sima's right eye. Da Sima's eyes were bright red, and he let out a terrifying roar, and suddenly pulled the torch held high by Wuwei, and threw it in the direction of Tai'an's escape!

Orange red sparks splashed onto Tai'an's skirt, in the blink of an eye, or in a long time, a cluster of small flames rose slowly from behind her, penetrating along the wine-soaked body her whole body.

The little prince clearly saw her expression when she flew towards him.

The panic, fear and a little bit of pride formed a stark contrast with the awe-inspiring way she threw herself at Da Sima.

The little prince wanted to laugh subconsciously, trying to tease her that you are still the coward I know.

But in the next second, he saw her being burned into a small orange fireball.

The fire was tumbling, and he never heard a cry from her small body, it just burned quietly like this.

After a while, the flames disappeared, leaving only the ashes of paper flying in the sky, scattered in the dark night.

There is nothing left.

The blood was surging, the little prince's chest was in severe pain, as if it was about to explode in the next second, but his mind was as clear as it had never been before.

He wanted to cut Da Sima into pieces, but he opened his thin lips lightly, burying endless emotions in his heart, and said calmly and softly: "Da Sima is a good means! I will go to the banquet today to show my sincerity The emperor's grace, I don't want to break through Da Sima's witchcraft at the banquet. I don't know why Da Sima is disgusted with defeating witchcraft? Is he dissatisfied with the saint, is he dissatisfied with the queen, or he is dissatisfied with today's banquet, and doves occupy the magpie's nest Me?"

The crown prince quenched the poison with every word, pointing out that Da Sima's witchcraft hates victory in order to murder the emperor's heir.

The timing is perfect.

The queen in the palace is already a month old, and will give birth in two months. If the prince was killed at this time and the queen gave birth to a son, wouldn't the prince's position change hands?

Pei Junzhi listened coldly, secretly applauding the prince's agility in his heart.

The blood under Da Sima's eyebrows has not stopped, and the military doctor in the attendant's mansion has already stepped forward to treat him. At this time, Duan Duan was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, and he didn't even raise his eyebrows when he heard this.

Jia Shihao, the Shaoqing of the Taipusi, stepped forward and arched his hands together: "Your Highness, it is clear! Just now everyone at the table could see very clearly that Da Sima and you have a very happy relationship. It just so happened that he was attacked by a hidden weapon at this time and injured his right hand." The eyes are **** and bloody. It is clear that it is a hidden weapon that hurts someone, so how can you say that you are tired of winning?"

The head guard of the Weiwei Temple, Qian Duoshou, echoed: "Your Highness's words are so strange! Hidden weapons hurt people, and it is not your Highness who hurts you! In case of emergency, you should arrest the fleeing assassin. I don't know that Your Highness keeps accusing Da Sima , but in order to blur the focus, let the assassin abscond?"

For a while, a dozen courtiers who came to celebrate the birthday knelt down together, which was much more neat than when the prince knelt down and saluted when the prince entered the door. Attack Injured".

The little prince stood steadily, but his back began to sweat: "I'm ignorant and ignorant. I never knew there was such a hidden weapon. It's just a paper tube. How can it be suspended in the air without a cord? , what is it?"

Seeing the opportunity, Pei Junzhi took advantage of the opportunity to stand up, and said in his words: "Master Qian's words are wrong. Since it is a hidden weapon, it should be seized and handed over to Dali Temple for investigation. Why did Da Sima burn the hidden weapon just now? Isn't it true? Suspected of destroying corpses and destroying traces?"

Hearing this, Da Sima finally raised his head with a half-smile.

Tai'an's last hard blow only scratched the thin layer of Da Sima's eyelids. The military doctor stepped forward and pressed a little with a cotton cloth, the blood flow gradually stopped, revealing the shallow scratches on the eyelids.

Tai'an exchanged his life for such a ridiculous ending! The prince's heart was full of sadness, and he looked at Da Sima coldly without fear.

"Your Highness, can you see clearly what happened tonight?" Da Sima was threatening, "If His Highness didn't see clearly, why not share every detail of the commotion at the birthday banquet after returning to the palace tonight?" Talk to your father, the emperor, what does the old man mean by the saint?"

The emperor is afraid of the power of Da Sima, and everyone knows it.

The prince's footsteps stopped, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head.

What about witchcraft? So what if you are tired of winning? Even if he listed Da Sima's crimes into a ten-thousand-character complaint and sent it to his father, he only changed a whitewashing haha: "...What Da Sima said is very true, and what Ruier said is also somewhat reasonable. Now that there is no If someone is injured, why not let it go?"

"Witch Gu is tired of winning?" His emperor's father widened his eyes, "Don't mention it again! If you mention it again, you will die! The queen is pregnant, how can you see the blood?"

The little prince doesn't need to go back to the palace to ask, just think about it at this moment to know the emperor's reaction, so he closed his eyes in despair.

Lonely and widowed, without the support of father, brother, mother and uncle.

At this time, he should have bowed his head to Da Sima, retracted the word "witch gu", and plausibly said something about assassins who need a thorough investigation to appease everyone at the table.

But Tai'anyi Bo Yuntian was wiped out because of his rescue, how could he give in at this moment and bow his head to Da Sima?

In life, there are always trade-offs.

He can live to avenge his mother, why can't he die to avenge his friends?

The little prince slowly opened his eyes, looked directly at Da Sima's staring eyes, and said word by word: "I can see clearly what happened today. Be careful of hurting yourself. Witchcraft is a serious crime, and it should be thoroughly investigated. When I return to the palace, I will report it to my father and explain it to him in detail!"

Da Sima's eyes were wide open, and he smiled instead of anger: "His Royal Highness is getting more and more courageous, and I am ashamed of myself! I will personally inform the saint about today's assassination. The birthday party was not well hosted, which disturbed me." Your Highness is Yaxing, please also Your Highness Yahan!"

He stretched out his hand and said coldly: "Please!"

Among the words, the prince is invited back to the palace.

But the little prince took a deep breath, and when he stepped forward, no one in the flower hall got up and saluted to see him off, and there were low-ranking courtiers who looked around nervously and lowered their heads in awe.

Pei Junzhi nodded at the prince, but his eyes were full of pity, as if he was staring at a dead person.

Dozens of military guards from the Chen residence stood guard at the entrance of the flower hall, holding long swords like a copper wall, until the prince came to the front with his servant Sha Yuan, they never gave way.

Wu Wei waited for the chief minister to give the order, but the chief minister sat leisurely on the grand master's chair, slowly raised the wine in his glass, and drank it down in one gulp.

There is nothing more embarrassing than this.

Dignified as the crown prince, he was so useless that he was at Da Sima's birthday banquet, and was prevented from going out by his servants.

And this time, no foolish paper ghost jumped out to save him.

The little prince's ears were red, but his face remained calm and unwavering, and he walked forward step by step, as if he had never seen those martial guards. His chest, which was wet with wine, was about to collide with the frosty sword tip in Wu Wei's hand.

The tip of the sword flinched and retreated.

The prince was still walking forward, but Wu Wei standing in front of him gave way under his pressing step by step.

He was not injured at all, but he walked with difficulty and embarrassment step by step.

Finally, General Li, the leader of the East Palace, shouted angrily: "The leader of the East Palace is here, who dares to be presumptuous!"

The little prince's brows were slightly moved, and he raised his eyes forward, and saw General Li, dressed in cold armor, leading more than ten Eastern Palace guards in a circle, rushing towards the flower hall at high speed.

General Li was full of murderous aura, and he walked before the military guards of the Chen residence, and decisively drew his long knife out of its sheath. The leader Wu Wei hesitated a little, looked up at Da Sima tentatively, saw Da Sima shaking his head slightly, and finally turned sideways to avoid it, and let the Qingshi Road in front of the flower hall open.

"Your Highness, your subordinates are late! I am here to pick you up and return to the East Palace!" General Li thumped and knelt down in front of the crown prince.

The little prince took a long breath and nodded slightly: "Let's go back to the palace."

Behind him, Sha Yuan, the servant, had already burst into tears under the interweaving of humiliation, anger and fear.

The prince did not feel humiliated.

The sense of humiliation in his heart was covered by the pain of Tai'an's death.

There is no defense between him and her, sarcasm and ridicule are easy to come by, and you can say what you want. The two have been together day and night for more than half a year, experiencing ups and downs together. The prince doesn't have a biological sister, and he has long regarded her as a younger sister in his heart, but he didn't think about a banquet, but she was wiped out for such a ridiculous reason.

The prince suddenly wanted to laugh, and silently opened his lips to complain about Tai'an's "stupidity", but after laughing, he looked around, only to see a dazed scene.

The furnishings of the Eastern Palace remain the same, nothing has changed.

Her screen full of flowers is still the same, her small and exquisite pineapple canopy bed is still the same, and her annoying words still seem to be lingering in her ears, but in the dead silence, there is no voice of her chirping.

On his desk case, the "Saint Ancestor Instructions" she possessed was still lying quietly on the desk case, as if a thin piece of paper would emerge from it in the next second, She tilted her head and shouted at him: "Little prince, why don't you eat?"

The little prince stretched out his hand lightly, and opened the book of "Saint Ancestors".

But nothing happened. There were no little people, no scraps of paper, everything was lost in the flying ashes, and it was no more.

The little prince suddenly pressed his forehead to the page of the book, and slashed the sharp page with his fingertips. The thin paper was like a sharp knife, and red drops of blood suddenly gushed out.

But nothing happened. She never rose slowly from the blood-soaked pages like the first time she appeared.

The little prince finally gave up and lay down on the bed slumped, tears welling up, his eyes gradually blurred.

But at this moment, there was clearly no wind in the hall, but the lampshade beside the bed suddenly went out, and the inner room suddenly became dark, and it was eerily quiet.

The little prince clearly felt a burst of extremely cold air coming from his feet, he stood up abruptly, looked down at his cold feet, showing a shocked and hesitant expression.

"Tai'an?"