The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

Xie Qiao didn't know anything about Xie Pinggang's ability.

And for the prince, he was even more confused.

This prince ran over in the cold weather, and he even had to send a military book. This military book is more precious than other books, and there are only a few copies here in the Xie family!

Back then, when she was in the Taoist temple, it was because she met the old master, so she was able to follow along.

It's just that she doesn't fully understand the things that fight and kill, and she has never been to the battlefield. Naturally, she will not use the various formations and tactics flexibly, but she will memorize a few more books.

Could it be that... the prince wants to cultivate confidants?

Xie Qiao thought wildly.

At this moment, when Xie Pinggang was happy, he wanted to dance a knife to the prince.

His Royal Highness was not worried that Xie Pinggang had accidentally chopped off his head, but he actually sat in the corridor and watched.

Behind the prince, there are still many ghosts.

Xie Qiao occasionally glanced sideways and found that these ghosts were very good.

"His Royal Highness's East Palace Feng Shui can be changed back?" Xie Qiao couldn't help but ask.

"Naturally." Zhao Xuanjing watched Xie Qiao shrunk into a ball, pitifully frozen, so he reached out and poured a cup of warm tea for Xie Qiao.

Xie Qiao frowned, this feng shui seemed to have little effect on driving away the ghosts.

The prince's extravagance is naturally still there, but it is strange that this ghost is always dependent on him.

In Xie's family, she put some formations to reconcile the yin and yang. Those who are particularly weak should not be able to enter, so at this moment, the ghosts behind the prince are all clear-headed, and their souls are still strong.

Xie Qiao took out a yellow talisman from his arms.

"Are you going to reincarnation?" Xie Qiao suddenly said quietly.

Zhao Xuanjing was startled, his expression a little uncomfortable.

On the other hand, Zhou Weizong was stunned, looked suspiciously at Xie Banxian, then looked around again: "Are you... are you looking at me? Banxian, I live well, what is Samsara doing?"

After Zhou Weizong said this, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly stretched his head and asked, "But I recently... Yintang has turned black, and there is a bloody disaster!?"

Xie Qiao looked up at him and shook his head.

Zhou Weizong felt a chill in his heart, he wouldn't be... helpless, right?

At this moment, the surrounding ghosts chattered lively.

"It turns out that this girl can really see us, but it's a pity that she doesn't have a dragon spirit, otherwise it would be more fun to stay by her side!"

"Little girl, we won't go downstairs. I spent a lot of time trying to squeeze others out. I'll be the top one. When I breathe more dragon energy, I'll definitely be rich and rich when I'm reborn in my next life." All the ghosts are very resistant.

Xie Qiao was also helpless.

There are a lot of ghosts, so she can't force them all, it takes a lot of energy and yellow talismans, and the ghosts around the prince are coming continuously, even if these ghosts are gone, it won't be long before the next wave will reappear .

There are thousands of ghosts in this world, and it is impossible to collect them all.

If there are living people, there are dead people, and there are souls that are unwilling to leave!

"You don't need to worry, Gu's spirit is not bad recently, slightly stronger than before." Zhao Xuanjing looked calm, and it didn't look like he was affected by the ghost.

Xie Qiao felt a little pity for him.

The dragon qi disintegrated and the ghosts surrounded him. Under such circumstances, he can still be fine after so many years. It can be seen that if everything is normal for him, he must be at the height of the sky, and no one can shake the position of the prince, even...

Such luck will also affect a country. When he ascends the throne in the future, the weather will be good, and the country will be prosperous and the people will be safe.

"The things I gave you still have some effect. This feng shui has a lot to do with luck, but it can't change this... Dragon Qi." Xie Qiao's voice was soft.

She pondered that the possibility of problems with the imperial mausoleum and the dragon veins should be relatively small, or the prince himself, who may have come into contact with some bad things.