Chapter 861: Chapter 861: Phoenix Overseeing the Rivers and Mountains (3)
The Empress left Ziwei Palace, her face even more sullen than when she was inside.
“Your Majesty…” The female official beside her approached, calling softly.
“Resurrected from the dead, do you believe it?” The Empress’s tone was sinister.
The female official didn’t dare to answer rashly and said tactfully, “But at that ti, so many Imperial Physicians diagnosed her, she truly had no breath.”
“No breath, then how is she alive and well now?” The Empress said with displeasure.
The Empress was also present at the ti.
Of course, she also knew, with so many people watching, she was indeed out of breath.
But how to explain now?
The female official hesitated: “Your Majesty, could it be a ghost?”
“Such nonsensical beliefs, do you also believe?” The Empress was most irritated by these, she didn’t believe in such things.
This matter was definitely man-made.
The female official pondered for a mont: “In recent years, during my travels, I did hear of sothing.”
The Empress glanced at her, signaling her to speak.
The female official lowered her voice: “I’ve heard there is a kind of dicine that can put people into a state of false death.”
The Empress’s gaze darkened slightly: “Truly?”
The female official: “I only heard about it.”
The Empress contemplated for a mont: “Summon the Imperial Physician to see later.”
“Yes.”
–
Jinghua Palace.
The Third Princess Ning Yao also just received the news.
“What did you say?”
“Your Highness, the Grand Imperial Princess… she is alive,” replied the trembling palace maid.
“Alive?” On Ning Yao’s rather heroic face, disbelief was written.
How can soone who was dead be alive?
The palace maid nodded: “It’s spread throughout the palace now, Your Majesty has already gone to Ziwei Palace.”
“She was dead, confird by so many, how could she suddenly be alive?” Ning Yao said: “Are you sure you didn’t hear wrong?”
“No, this servant heard clearly.”
Ning Yao’s heart pounded wildly.
Really…
But how can it be possible?
–
How can it be possible.
This question almost shrouded the entire Imperial Palace.
However, Chuzheng was indeed alive, and the entire Imperial Hospital had already examined her, finding no problems.
The Grand Imperial Princess was still alive.
If you say it was a misdiagnosis, her morial hall had been set up for two days, and considering the days before, her death lasted about three days.
Could this be a misdiagnosis?
And a collective misdiagnosis by the Imperial Hospital?
“Could it be a ghost possession?”
“Probably not… ”
“Otherwise, how to explain it?”
“I also find it eerie, the dead coming back to life, what if it’s really a ghost possession.”
“Are you all courting death, Your Majesty despises these nonsensical beliefs.”
“Maybe it’s a miracle.”
“The Grand Imperial Princess has an extraordinary fate, beloved by Her Majesty, maybe King Yama won’t receive her, so she ca back.”
“…”
Everyone had sothing to say.
Whether it’s a ghost possession or an extraordinary fate, or King Yama’s refusal to take her, no one can be sure.
–
As the person involved, Chuzheng was drinking dicine in Ziwei Palace.
The especially bitter kind.
After drinking for two consecutive days, her whole being was bitter.
Wen Wu ca every day to supervise her taking her dicine.
The daughter who was lost and regained, Wen Wu feared sothing might happen to her again.
The Empress also ca every day, perfectly playing the role of a mother who dearly loves her daughter.
Not only coming in person but also bestowing various things to pacify her.
However, Chuzheng’s reaction made the Empress increasingly suspicious.
She clearly knew what kind of personality her Grand Imperial Princess had.
If such a big incident occurred, if she really woke up, holding her and crying would be a minor reaction.
But now?
Every ti they t, she wore a cold face, showing no emotion, and when she looked at her, it was even more unnerving.
If the Empress could notice, Wen Wu, of course, also noticed.
His daughter had changed.
Wen Wu walked to the courtyard and sat across from Chuzheng: “Xiao Zheng, do you rember anything?”
Chuzheng drank her tea, basking in the sun: “Rember what?”
Wen Wu glanced at the shadow on the ground.
“How did you wake up?” His tone softened.
“Just woke up like that.” Eyes open and you’re awake, was I supposed to conduct a ceremony for waking up?
“You…” Wen Wu considered his words: “Do you have any other feelings?”
“No.”
Wen Wu couldn’t get anything out of Chuzheng.
The Imperial Hospital was adamant that at the ti, she was indeed without breath.
Why she could co back to life after being dead for three days was unknown to them, and now the Imperial Hospital was tirelessly poring over ancient books.
Wen Wu added tea for Chuzheng: “Can Xiao Zheng tell your father why you’ve changed so much?”
Chuzheng’s hands stayed within her sleeves, her gaze calmly fixed on Wen Wu: “I died once, changing so much, is it strange?”
Even under the sunlight, Wen Wu felt a chill seeping inside his body.
Is she still his daughter?
Wen Wu sat for a while longer, then left with his people.
Soon after he left, Mu Mian hurried in to report.
“Your Highness, the Third Princess has arrived.”
“Don’t see her.”
Just as Chuzheng finished speaking, Ning Yao ca in with her entourage.
The woman’s attire lacked the wide sleeves, looking much neater.
After all, in this female-dominated world, won tended to appear more heroic.
“Imperial Sister.” Ning Yao hurried over: “It’s great that you’re alright. I’ve wanted to co earlier, but Ziwei Palace didn’t allow visitors these past two days, so I ca only now.”
For Chuzheng’s safety, Wen Wu hadn’t allowed anyone to visit her these past two days.
With Her Majesty the Empress’s implicit approval, Ning Yao naturally dared not co to inquire.
Chuzheng leisurely drank her tea: “Seen enough, please leave.”
Ning Yao’s words got stuck in her throat, she looked at Chuzheng in disbelief.
This reaction didn’t seem right!
How to respond?
“Imperial Sister, what’s wrong? Were you frightened by what happened earlier? I brought many things you like to eat for you…”
“Mu Mian, see the guest out.”
Chuzheng stood up and walked inside.
“Imperial Sister!”
Mu Mian, seeing Ning Yao trying to persist, blocked her: “Your Highness Third Princess, our princess needs quiet rest, please return.”
Ning Yao watched Chuzheng’s retreating figure, her lowered hand clenched slightly.
What’s going on…
The way she looks at , it’s as if she’s looking at a stranger.
Ning Yao heard so rumors as well, saying that after waking up, she seed like a different person.
Could it be that, as rumored outside, she’s really possessed by a ghost?
“Then please hand these things over to Imperial Sister. I’ll visit her again another day.”
Ning Yao handed the things she brought to Mu Mian and left with her entourage.
–
Chuzheng lounged on the Empress Dowager’s Chair in her room.
“Glory Number?”
[Yes, young lady, I’m here.] Glory Number responded imdiately, so obedient that Chuzheng was not quite accustod to it.
Glory was genuinely well-behaved.
Unlike that Bastard’s cryptic tone.
“Aren’t you giving tasks?” If it were Bastard, it would have sent tasks several tis over.
[Ah.] Glory Number was montarily stunned: [I’m sorry, I’m still not familiar. Let check the manual, please wait a mont, young lady.]
Chuzheng’s eyes narrowed slightly: “Are the tasks you issue different?”
Glory Number mumbled sothing, without directly answering.
[Main task: Please spend Twenty taels of silver within a day.]
[Phew…] Glory Number let out a sigh of relief: [Young lady, is this fine?]
Chuzheng: “…”
Twenty taels in a day.
If Bastard heard this, it would probably be infuriated to death.
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