PDLP Chapter 107 Ghosts! They're all ghosts!!!
Chapter 107 Ghosts! They're all ghosts!!!
"You dog servant, get up yourself, don't waste my time!"
Qing Tingyu's eyes narrowed, filled with a dark and cold gaze;
He tilted his head and kicked Qianqian's pale cheek with the back of his foot.
"Your Highness, I am a lowly commoner, a lowly commoner...!" Qianqianlu raised her head and forced a smile at His Highness.
"Enough! What business is it of yours to me?!"
Qing Tingyu coldly uttered these words, then turned around and led a group of guards away from Tingmo Terrace in a menacing manner.
The people from the palace banquet had scattered and lingered for a while before Qianqianluo, clutching her chest, finally rose from the dreadful night.
She stood alone, her long robe trailing on the ground, the hem brushing against the cold palace floor.
At this moment, she could no longer scale walls and rooftops; she could only lean against the palace walls, dragging her feet, her body unsteady as she walked through the pitch-black night.
After many twists and turns, she ended up in the Cold Palace.
By the bright moonlight, Qianqianluo could clearly see the name of the cold palace where she had stopped: Qingluo Palace.
She walked into Qingluo Palace as if possessed;
At first glance, half-meter-tall weeds grow wildly and haphazardly, and excessive moisture condenses into strings of water droplets that drip and roll onto the withered trees and weeds.
Tick-tock! Tick-tock! Tick-tock!
Qianqianluo stared at the lights deep in the cold palace and noticed that there were faint traces of ambergris in the air.
She crouched low and tiptoed onto the palace roof, eager to find out what was going on!
When she reached the source of the light, she lifted a glazed tile and saw the entire interior of the house.
Zhang Jinyan, the once stunningly beautiful courtesan in the capital, is now covered in festering sores and scars left by scorching fire.
His once thick black hair was burned off, leaving only dry, bald patches with hollow, blackened roots.
Qianqian bit her lip, suppressing the fear deep in her heart, and continued watching;
The Cold Palace consists of only one palace, where spiders and bats nest in large groups and travel in groups.
The window frames were badly damaged, with only a thin white gauze hanging from the lattice window, covered with the excrement of birds and beasts.
As the wind blew, the fluttering gauze scattered countless black specks, which fell to the ground.
The current emperor, stepping on these black dots, appeared before Zhang Jinyan with unparalleled elegance.
Zhang Jinyan, who was starving and eating and drinking lamp oil, trembled and turned his head timidly when he heard the noise.
"Mo Lang???"
"Mo Lang?! Why are you only coming to see your concubine now?!"
Zhang Jinyan hurriedly picked up the veil from the ground and hid her whole body inside it;
Qing Tingmo stared expressionlessly at Zhang Jinyan, who was crawling towards him, and said, "A concubine?? How dare a courtesan call herself a concubine?!"
The cold words, like thorny vines, tightly bound Zhang Jinyan, who was still struggling and wriggling, making her unable to move an inch!
"Mo? Mo Lang?! I...I was wrong!"
"My love! Please have pity on me and let me see Zhi'er!"
"Waaaaah~ Zhi'er is my only thought, please have mercy on me!" Zhang Jinyan crawled to her knees in front of Qing Tingmo and cried her heart out.
Qing Tingmo crouched down and gently patted Zhang Jinyan's head with the handle of his fan: "Is it about Nian Zhi'er? Or about leaving the palace?"
"Jinyan, I remember that you all fled to the capital back then!"
"You entered the world of pleasure and became courtesans in the capital just to have enough to eat!"
"But! How can you all be so insignificant?!"
"Your methods were shady, allowing these refugees to flood into the capital, causing me to bear some unjust accusations for no reason?!"
"What if these refugees also become like you, lowly slaves forced to sell your bodies to survive?!"
"Mo, Mo Lang!! I, I was only temporarily misled by the Lu family, thinking that if I seized military power on this frontier, I could make Mo Lang turn his back on me!"
"Waaaaah~ Mo Lang! Mo Lang!!"
"Why are you still lying to me?!" Qing Tingmo sneered and shook off Zhang Jinyan.
Bang! Zhang Jinyan slammed hard against the wooden pillar, her voice gone, and she sobbed and cried.
"Hmph! How could I not know you were so loyal?!"
"What kind of love is it for?!"
"Is it still imperial power?! You all know this better than anyone!" Qing Tingmo walked up to Zhang Jinyan and spoke coldly.
"Hahahaha!"
"Mo Lang, you're so cunning! You exposed my lie with just a few words!"
"I've wanted to seize the throne for half my life!"
Zhang Jinyan slowly rose, lifted her veil, and roared loudly at the Emperor!
"Why do you think that just because you're born into royalty, you can treat human life like dirt?! And regard your slaves as ants?!"
"Why is it that you, with your mere pretense and declarations of loving only me for life, so easily bind me to the imperial palace, keeping me bound for half my life!"
"Your Majesty! You bestow favors and power upon me, isn't that just so I can fight for power and pave the way for your good crown prince?!"
"Hahaha, I, I have done as Your Majesty pleased! I have fought for it! I have snatched it! Your Majesty, are you enjoying the show to the fullest!"
Qianqian landed on the rooftop, secretly watching the power struggle between the concubines and the emperor. The sight made her feel nauseous and her heart churn.
Regardless of her feelings, the former lover continued to disgust her!
"Tsk tsk tsk~ If you want to fight! If you want to rob! Then you must do it cleanly. What's the point of leaving these messes behind?!"
Qing Tingmo clicked his tongue and made sarcastic remarks about Zhang Jinyan.
Qianqian landed on the roof and listened with trepidation. This was just too perverted! It was completely befitting of an emperor!
How could an emperor risk everything for a woman?!
Everything was merely a means to serve the imperial power!
After thinking for a moment, Qianqianluo dared not peek anymore;
She leaped off the palace wall and planned to rush back to the East Palace to see how much the little tyrant resembled the current emperor!
"General Luo! Are you satisfied with your eavesdropping?!" A chill swept over her from the darkness!
Qianqian didn't dare look back and took off running, yelling, "A ghost!! There's a ghost!!!"
Qing Tingmo looked at the handsome young man bouncing around in the night, and his expression inexplicably softened a little.
The emperor muttered to himself, "Give it a few more jumps! After all, you could be the next living dead!!"
"Mo Lang, I, I'm in so much pain!" Zhang Jinyan's head was lying halfway down at Qing Tingmo's feet, her lips half-open and half-closed!
"It's alright, you won't feel pain anymore once you're dead!!"
Qing Ting Mo Yu looked away, unfolded the bone fan in his hand, and flung it at Zhang Jin Yan's face, who was still staring blankly in death!
That night was even colder! Even darker!
Qianqianlu sprinted wildly up the 108 steps of the East Palace, her mind filled with images of the dead heads rolling at the feet of the current emperor!
"Ah!! Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!"
Qianqian suppressed her deep fear and lost her footing on a palace step, about to fall into the night sea below the high platform.
"Young Master Luo, why are you so panicked?!"
The expected pain did not come; Qianqian was caught in Mei Zifeng's arms.
"Zi, Zifeng!! I, I think, I think I saw, I think I saw a ghost!"
"Yes! There are so many ghosts!!"