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The hair was then much easier to obtain.

The spy physician sent the blood-stained handkerchief and head to the sorceress.

They now live together in a manor on the outskirts of the capital, which belongs to the imperial physicians.

The fortune teller gave everyone a list and asked them to prepare the items on the list.

The items there were very strange and unusual. Some could be bought with money, while others couldn't be bought with money and had to be obtained by the people themselves.

Fortunately, all the items were eventually collected.

All that's left is to wait for Emperor Qianming's blood and hair.

The sorceress made a doll out of dried grass, stuffed Emperor Qianming's hair into the doll's body, dripped Emperor Qianming's blood onto the doll, and then began her ritual.

The others stood at a distance watching the sorceress's series of actions, thinking they were very similar to the shamanistic rituals performed in the countryside.

Many people were disappointed; it seems this was nothing but a farce.

Curses that lead to murder are simply out of the question.

Some people were getting bored and were about to leave when they saw the sorceress spit out a mouthful of blood and collapse to the ground.

The person who suggested finding a shaman was named Qi San. Out of friendship with someone from the same hometown, he quickly stepped forward to help the shaman up.

The imperial physician also stepped forward to check on the sorceress's condition.

The sorceress spat out another mouthful of blood, and a terrifying smile appeared on her orange-peel-like old face: "It's done."

Everyone: "..."

Whether it works or not, we'll see after forty-nine days.

The group stayed at the imperial physician's estate to await news.

The sorceress's health had deteriorated significantly. Although she looked old, she was still energetic. Although her face was covered in wrinkles, her hair was still jet black.

After this treatment, the sorceress's hair turned completely white, and she became extremely weak.

She said it was a backlash.

Emperor Qianming was protected by dragon energy, so when the sorceress used magic to plot against him, she would naturally suffer the backlash of the dragon energy.

The sorceress possessed profound skills, which is why she was able to save her life.

Anyone else would have died long ago.

Even so, the sorceress only had one year left to live.

Time flies, and the forty-ninth day has arrived.

The imperial physicians specially chose this day to begin their work, and followed the imperial physicians to the Qianqing Palace to examine Emperor Qianming's pulse.

The imperial physician took Emperor Qianming's pulse and said, "Your Majesty's injuries have mostly healed, and you can get out of bed and move around a little. However, you cannot move around for too long each day; the time it takes to drink a cup of tea is enough."

Emperor Qianming was in a good mood and instructed the chief eunuch to bestow rewards upon the imperial physicians and the physicians he had brought.

At that moment, Emperor Qianming suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed.

The imperial physician was greatly alarmed and rushed forward to treat Emperor Qianming.

However, the pulse, which had been fine before, became chaotic and the imperial physicians were unable to diagnose what was wrong with Emperor Qianming.

He hurriedly summoned the imperial physician to examine his pulse as well.

The imperial physician sensed Emperor Qianming's disordered pulse and was overjoyed, marveling at how powerful the sorceress truly was.

Emperor Qianming was indeed cursed to death.

Emperor Qianming kept spitting out blood, and no matter what he did, he couldn't stop it.

The imperial physicians administered acupuncture to Emperor Qianming, but it was to no avail.

The Grand Eunuch channeled his inner energy into Emperor Qianming—the Grand Eunuch was also a master, even more powerful than Emperor Qianming, just one step away from reaching the Grandmaster realm—but it was to no avail.

When the Fifth Prince's important ministers arrived at the Qianqing Palace, they saw basin after basin of blood being carried out of the inner palace by eunuchs.

The Fifth Prince's pupils dilated.

That big shot is so powerful that he was able to plot against him even under Emperor Qianming's strict guard?

You should know that he, the fifth brother, had been looking for an opportunity, but had never found one.

If someone is so wary of their own son, what about others?

Who has such great ability?
The Fifth Prince was both happy and worried. He wondered if the person who had secretly dealt with Emperor Qianming would turn their attention to him. Little did he know, he had a knack for jinxing things.

Emperor Qianming's bleeding could not be stopped, and in the end, he died unwillingly.

It is unclear whether the death was caused by internal injuries or excessive blood loss.

The tolling of the death bell echoed out of the palace.

Liu Dong was startled when she heard the voice.

Although Emperor Qianming was injured, he was not going to die.

Who was behind this all of a sudden?

Could it be the Fifth Prince?

Liu Tong frowned.

He actually thought highly of the Fifth Prince.

Although this person had forgotten some of the virtues of peacetime due to assimilation from ancient times, compared to the native princes and ministers, the Fifth Prince was still a decent person.

He would have been a better emperor than Emperor Qianming.

At least the Fifth Prince wouldn't raise his son like a Gu worm.

But if the Fifth Prince really killed even his own father, it means that his character is no longer worthy of Liu Tong's trust.

If such a person becomes emperor, will he be another Emperor Qianming?
Liu Dong stood up; he wanted to go into the palace to take a look.

But the palace is not so easy to get close to; there are two grandmasters stationed there.

Liu Dong would be discovered as soon as she approached the palace.

He sighed, sat back down, and said to Xiao Luzi, "Go to Bian Xiuwen tomorrow and ask him about the news from the palace."

Xiao Luzi agreed and asked Liu Qiu, "Master, should we prepare some linen clothes for you?"

Liu Tong: "We don't need the maki, let's prepare some plain clothes instead."

He was no longer the fourth prince and did not want to wear mourning clothes for Emperor Qianming.

Changing into plain clothes was already a token of his appreciation.

At most, I'll burn some paper money for that old man.

The people in the village also knew that the emperor had died.

They had been waiting since early morning.

Now that I have received the definite news, I am overjoyed but also feel a chill down my spine.

That old woman is really something.

They hadn't treated the sorceress very well before, so the sorceress wouldn't hold a grudge against them and curse them, would she?

We need to hurry up and please that old hag!
So when the sorceress arrived in the hall, everyone rushed over, some carrying chairs, some serving tea, some serving snacks, and some even wanting to massage her shoulders.

The sorceress raised her hand: "No need, this old woman can't accept that."

Everyone: "..."

Everyone had smiles on their faces, but what they were really thinking was anyone's guess.

Everyone was relieved that the old woman only had a year left to live.

But the fortune teller's next words brought them immense joy, because they wouldn't have to wait a year.

The sorceress decided to use the rest of her lifespan to curse the emperor's bloodline.

If the sorceress's entire family line is wiped out, then the emperor's family must also be extinct for the sorceress to be satisfied.

With Emperor Qianming's blood present, the sorceress could continue her curses without needing his son's blood.

The spell was activated, and the sixth, seventh, eighth, and other young princes all fainted.

Both the Fifth Prince and Liu Tong felt a chill run down their spines, and they both shivered.

The Fifth Prince even sneezed: "Could it be that I'm not wearing enough clothes?"

He didn't see that a halo above his head suddenly glowed, reflecting the black energy that was drawing him back.

Liu Tong fared better than the Fifth Prince; he didn't sneeze, but he also didn't see the golden light emanating from his body dissipate the black energy, nor did he counterattack from the source of the black energy. (End of Chapter)