Chapter 13 — Four Generations of Crown Princes Concubine Died, I Replaced with Marrying the World of Great Sacrifice

But everyone understands. The sky of the capital city is about to change. But Ung Vuong's palace always kept the main gate tightly closed. Since the day he entered the holy palace, Tieu Triet has never appeared again. He was like a fierce tiger hiding, quietly in his lair, coldly observing the changes outside. He became quieter. Makes others even more insecure. Finally, the day to celebrate the great ceremony has arrived. Location is at the main Eastern Palace. Kham Thien Giam's people had arranged a giant seven-star formation here a day before. Using cinnabar and gold powder, draw intricate runes on the ground. In the center of the formation is a jade bed made from thousands of years of cold jade. We will lie on it, receiving "suppression". The great ceremony is held at three o'clock in the afternoon. The moment when positive energy is most prosperous. The Emperor himself came. The Queen, along with all the officials of the third rank and above in the capital, were present. The entire Eastern Palace was surrounded without a drop of water leaking out. I was carried by the palace servants and placed on that cold jade bed. I wore a white nightgown, no makeup, and a specially made medicinal powder on my lips, making my lips look white and dry. Looking at it, it really looks like a person about to die. I closed my eyes and could hear the sound of suppressed breathing around me, along with the soft sound of clothes rubbing. The atmosphere is solemn but strange. The good hour has come. Following a high-pitched chant from the eunuch. The Emperor, dressed in a royal dragon robe, and Tieu Triet in a mysterious python robe, walked in side by side. In an instant, all eyes focused on the two of them. The Emperor's expression was serious, not showing any joy or anger. But Tieu Triet still had that cold face, without a ripple in his eyes. It was as if this farce that was prepared specifically for him before his eyes had absolutely nothing to do with him. The great ceremony begins. Director Kham Thien Giam held a peach wooden sword in his hand, chanted incantations, and danced an unknown exorcism dance. In the incense burner, blue smoke swirls. The bronze bell rang endlessly. The entire main hall was covered in a mysterious and heavy atmosphere. After a series of cumbersome rituals. Finally comes the most important part.

“Your Highness Ung Vuong, please take the stage!”

The director shouted loudly. Tieu Triet strode with long legs, step by step, up to the high platform. Come in front of me. He stood next to the jade bed, looking down at me from above. His shadow completely covered me. I could smell the faint smell of metal and blood on him, the smell of a battlefield.

"Please, Your Highness Ung Vuong, use the dragon weapon to exorcise the evil spirits for the Crown Princess!"

The director's voice rang out again. According to the procedure, Tieu Triet needs to place his palm on my forehead. Use his so-called "dragon energy" to eliminate the "killing energy" in my body. Everyone held their breath, looking at this scene. Tieu Triet slowly raised his hand. That hand has obvious joints and calluses. Then put it on my forehead. His palm was very hot. Like a block of red-hot iron. Creates a clear contrast with the cold jade bed. As soon as his hand touched my skin. I felt an extremely domineering, hot flow of air, suddenly rushing straight into my brain from his palm. That's not dragon energy at all. It is pure internal force, condensed to the limit! Carrying the spirit of crushing everything. He is using this method to attack my consciousness, testing my limits! If you are a normal person, if you are attacked by this internal force, your mind will be confused, if it is severe, your brain will die on the spot! How cruel! My heart is shocked. Forcibly keeping my mind steady, shrinking my consciousness into one block, letting that tyrannical internal force rage in my head. The pain felt like it was tearing apart. I feel like my head is about to explode. But I still clenched my teeth and didn't make any sound. Even the body does not tremble. I can feel the hand on my forehead seeming to stop a bit. True surprise flashed in Tieu Triet's eyes. He probably didn't expect that I could endure this attack from him. He increased his internal strength. That heat became more and more violent. Our consciousness begins to blur. Just when I was about to succumb. I suddenly felt another force, coming from the jade bed under my body. It is the spiritual energy of a thousand-year-old block of cold jade. It is like a cool stream, slowly seeping into my body, opposing Tieu Triet's hot internal energy. One hot, one cold. One hard, one soft. Once again achieving a wonderful balance in our body. The last bit of sanity that we can keep is thus preserved. Time seems to have passed a long time. It seemed like just a blink of an eye. Tieu Triet finally slowly withdrew his hand. On his forehead, there was already a layer of fine sweat. His face also turned a little pale. He looked at me, his eyes became extremely deep and complicated. As for me, in everyone's eyes, I am "slowly waking up". I slowly opened my eyes, confusedly looking around. Then, I struggled and sat up.

“I… I'm still alive?”

My voice is weak, but clear. The whole school was shocked.