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Chapter 110 I can do whatever I want
The Heavenly Master asked Concubine Xu: "Who else had touched that hairpin before it was snatched away by the evil spirit?"

Concubine Xu replied: "At that time, Feng Shuying pulled the hairpin out of my head, but within two breaths, I snatched the hairpin back."

"She's just a boudoir girl, and she's very stupid. She doesn't have that much ability."

The Heavenly Master asked again: "Was the hairpin dirty at that time, or was there a talisman attached to it?"

Concubine Xu shook her head, and she said angrily: "You only asked about the hairpin today, and you don't care about me at all!"

The Heavenly Master said hurriedly: "Of course I care about you, but the magic hairpin is very important, and this matter is related to the King of Chu."

"I have to figure out what's going on and who's causing the trouble, otherwise you'll be at a disadvantage next time."

Concubine Xu flattened her lips and said, "Who else could it be? It must be that old bald donkey from the abbot!"

The Heavenly Master shook his head: "I have fought against him. Although he has some abilities, he definitely has no ability to take evil spirits as slaves."

Concubine Xu asked: "If it's not him, who could it be?"

The Heavenly Master asked again: "Who else was present at that time?"

Concubine Xu thought about it carefully and then said: "Jing Moye, Feng Shuying and the abbot were there at that time. In addition to them, there were two maids waiting in the room."

"Are those two maids hidden masters?"

The Heavenly Master didn't have a clue for a while, so he said: "I will try to find out this matter, and you can take good care of your injuries first."

Concubine Xu looked at him and said: "I have suffered such injustice today, you must avenge me!"

The Heavenly Master nodded: "Don't worry, just leave this matter to me. I will not let go of anyone who hurts you."

If nothing else, he had to at least get the Demon-Conquering Hairpin back.

Concubine Xu sniffed when she heard this and leaned against him aggrievedly.

She asked: "When will Jing Moye's luck be exhausted? When will he die?"

The Heavenly Master replied: "Don't worry, hurry up, he can only live for another three months at most."

Concubine Xu said bitterly: "He really deserves to die. If it weren't for him, where would these things have happened?"

After she finished speaking, she cursed again: "If he hadn't taken away Yan'er's luck, why would I bother so much?"

"He is a great plague god, born to conquer me!"

She was upset today and kept cursing.

When the Heavenly Master heard what she said, his eyes dimmed and he did not agree. He only said in a warm voice: "Go and apply the medicine first and leave the scar carefully."

Concubine Xu was known as the most beautiful woman in the world at that time, and she was very concerned about her appearance. These words were very effective for her, and she immediately took the medicine.

The Heavenly Master stood by the window sill, picked a few leaves and made a divination.

After this divination, his eyes became a little solemn.

Because this hexagram is different from the hexagrams he divined before. There are too many variables hidden in this hexagram.

Who will this variable be?
Feng Shuying didn't know that she was already included in the Tianshi's hexagram. Before going to bed at night, she checked all the doors and windows and closed them tightly.

She was sure that Jing Moye could not enter her room, so she fell asleep peacefully.

But when she woke up in the morning, she saw Jing Moye's handsome face again as soon as she opened her eyes, and her whole body was in his arms.

She was startled and tried to sit up, but found that her hands were holding his waist.

Feng Shuying: "..."

What the hell is going on with her?

Jing Moye woke up after being teased like this. He raised his eyelids and glanced at her and said, "You were so enthusiastic last night."

Feng Shuying: "!!!!!!"

She glared at him and said, "Why are you in my room?"

Jing Moye said lazily: "I said this yesterday. This is my palace. I can be wherever I want."

Feng Shuying asked again: "How did you get in?" Jing Moye said quietly: "Guess."

Feng Shuying looked around and found that the doors and windows were still closed, and there was no sign of any violent opening.

That means he didn't come in through the door or window.

She took another look at the roof, which was also in good condition.

She asked: "Is there a tunnel outside that leads to this room?"

Jing Moye glanced at her sideways: "You are smarter than the abbot, you guessed it right away."

"You may have heard yesterday that my father built this palace for Concubine Xu."

"The house where I live is planned to be occupied by my father. Concubine Xu will live in your room."

"So he had someone dig a tunnel from the room where I lived to this room."

Feng Shuying: "..."

This is really a bit ridiculous.

Jing Moye's lips revealed a sarcastic expression: "After the house was repaired, my father died before he even moved in."

Feng Shuying: "..."

She didn't want to get involved in the royal family's affairs at all, and she didn't really want to hear these stories at this time.

She jumped out of bed and said, "The late Emperor is so miserable."

After she finished speaking, she rushed into the clean room without waiting for Jing Moye to continue.

Jing Moye waited for her to come out of the clean room before saying, "Didn't you always want to know who she gave my luck to after stealing it?"

Feng Shuying replied: "It's not that I want to know, but I need to know this to break the curse for you."

“Only by knowing who that person is can we prescribe the right medicine.”

Jing Moye said quietly: "After she stole my luck, she gave it to the Thirteenth Prince."

Feng Shuying asked with a puzzled look on her face: "Why would she give your luck to the Thirteenth Prince?"

Jing Moye's eyes were deep: "That's because the thirteenth prince was also born to her."

Feng Shuying didn't come back to her senses at first. After she read this sentence again and clarified the relationship between it, she couldn't help but cursed: "Idiot!"

Jing Moye looked at her coldly, and she walked up to him and said, "It's not that I'm vulgar, but this is so bloody!"

Jing Moye said softly: "To me, she is a disgusting mother."

"But to the Thirteenth Prince, she is a great mother."

"He was born weak and disabled, so she asked famous doctors to treat him."

"He was born with extremely bad luck, and he is a real five-year-old. So she stole my luck and gave it to him to change his fate against the will of heaven."

Feng Shuying: "..."

This matter can no longer be described as bloody, this is simply a huge thunder!
She whispered: "My lord, why did you suddenly tell me this?"

Jing Moye said softly: "It's nothing. I just want to tell you that from the day you were given marriage to me, you have been on the same boat as me."

"If you want to stay out of it, that's impossible."

Feng Shuying: "..."

She felt like he said something, but it seemed like he didn't say anything.

She chased after him and said, "Your Majesty, what do you mean by what you just said?"

Jing Moye said softly: "I don't mean anything else, I just want to tell you that you will never be able to draw a clear line between you and me in this life."

"If I want to kiss you, I can kiss you. If I want to sleep with you, I can sleep with you."

(End of this chapter)