Concubine Concubine

Chapter 227 According to the opinion of the master, what should this king do?

Ziqing was stunned for a moment, but she didn't get over it for a long time. Could it be that the prince also believed it, thinking that the princess was possessed by a ghost and was possessed by an evil spirit? !
"Why are you still standing there?! Do you need me to invite you in person?!" Seeing her staring blankly, Ling Che's tone was more penetrating than before.

Ziqing regained her composure, and hurriedly ran out of the house. She has served the prince for some years, and she knows a thing or two about the prince's temperament. The prince's tone just now is clearly a sign of anger.

If it wasn't for her standing there stupidly, she would have been beaten dozens of boards at this moment, lying on the bed, unable to get up.

Ziqing patted her chest with her hand, feeling relieved for her petite heart.

Soon, Ziqing invited a monk who claimed to be an eminent monk from the street market, gave some silver taels, and after some explanations, he invited him into Lingwang's mansion, and then brought him into Yueying Court.

As soon as he entered the room, the monk saw Leng Siyan on the bed, and said: "Hurry up and catch the monster."
As soon as these words came out, some slave women who worked in the Moon Shadow Pavilion collapsed to the ground.

It turned out that the concubine was really possessed by a ghost, and now their life is really sad.After Leng Siyan heard the monk's words again, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but Ling Che who turned around to look at the monk missed it.

"You said she was possessed by a ghost?!" Ling Che didn't forget what those women did last time, what Leng Siyan said, he didn't want this woman to take the opportunity to scold him again.

"The prince doesn't trust the old monk, so the old monk left. It's just that the benefactor is too resentful. If he continues to occupy the body of the princess, it may be harmful. The old monk thinks that the prince knows." The monk said very scary.

These words also made Ling Che fall into deep thought.

"According to Master, what should this king do?!" After regaining consciousness, Ling Che's tone at this moment was extremely calm, as if it was not an important matter.

His eyes are bright and blue, but the smile in his eyes is deeper, and the fine light shines on his eyelashes, his beauty is overwhelming.

The monk was a little guilty when he saw Ling Che's cold eyes, but for the silver he got, he had to finish this matter.

Thinking of this, the monk regained his composure, raised his head, looked at Ling Che, and said slowly and logically: "First of all, I want to know when the princess had such symptoms? I will cast a spell to exorcise the demon later. These things must be clarified first, so as to avoid the depth of casting spells later, so as not to hurt the princess."

"When did the concubine show such symptoms?" Ling Che kept smiling, looking at Ziqing who was a little uneasy.

Ziqing, who had served him for many years, knew his temperament, lowered her head slightly, her body trembling, and replied in a trembling voice: "I don't know..." "I don't know, why did the king ask you to come?" Leng Feng After blowing, a sense of oppression swept over, such evil and cold eyes seemed to be able to swallow people's consciousness.

The monk's body also trembled, and soon he calmed down, sweating secretly.

Rumor has it that Prince Ling is cold-tempered, and it may not be easy to play tricks under his nose. Although he has always relied on trickery and abduction, the people he met were people who were afraid of death. They believed whatever they said, and they didn't want King Ling. He had made countless military exploits, and they avoided him when they heard his name. How could they have the guts to lie to him? It's probably a bad luck for him to be in this muddy water today.

(End of this chapter)