The ugly girl's nirvana, the disabled prince's love

"Your Majesty, from what I have seen, this should be an accident." The man in black lowered his head slightly and said thoughtfully.

Empress Sun frowned, thought for a moment, and then whispered softly in the ear of the man in black.

"Yes, your majesty." The man in black responded respectfully, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the night.

In Fengyi Palace, the candlelight flickered, and the dim light danced on Empress Sun's pale face, making the atmosphere even more uneasy. She pursed her lips tightly, thinking about her next move.

At Zhang Damei's home in Bazi Village, the mourning hall was solemn with flickering candlelight. Villagers were guarding the coffin, and the air was filled with a heavy atmosphere of sadness.

Outside, the night was as dark as ink, shrouding the village. The occasional chirping of night birds added to the loneliness and eeriness.

Wang Lei was in a hurry, so he stood up and walked out. The toilet was a distance away. At night, the crescent moon was hanging high in the sky, casting a cool light, but it was difficult to penetrate the darkness.

Wang Lei walked on the road, only hearing the echo of his footsteps. The grass beside the road swayed, as if hiding unknown dangers.

Just as he finished solving the problem and was walking back, he suddenly heard a slight rustling sound behind him.

Wang Lei paused and turned around cautiously. At this moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the bushes at an extremely fast speed.

Before Wang Lei could see clearly, a strong hand suddenly covered his mouth, and the other hand holding a cloth bag-like object swung it quickly towards the back of his neck.

Wang Lei was terrified and instinctively wanted to struggle, but the opponent was so strong that he held him tightly.

Then, there was a dull thud, and Wang Lei felt a dull pain in the back of his neck, and his head instantly became dizzy. Then, his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness.

Inside the mourning hall, a young man gently pushed his companion beside him and whispered, "Let's go to the toilet."

The two stood up and walked towards the door. Just when they were two meters away, a gust of cold wind blew and they quickly wrapped their clothes tightly.

The man in front said, "It's a bit eerie that two people left Zhang Damei's house at once." Before he could finish his words, he tripped and fell forward.

“Youdong…” He wanted to remind his companion behind him that there was something under his feet, but before he could finish his words, the person behind him tripped and fell heavily on him.

"Get up quickly, I'm being crushed to death." The man in front shouted.

"What is that?" The two men got up in panic, their faces full of confusion.

I looked down in the moonlight and was almost scared to death. There was a person lying on the ground, lifeless.

The two men were shaking all over, and they were crawling towards the mourning hall. Their steps were frantic, as if they were being chased by something terrifying. They were shouting in fear as they ran, "Help! Someone's dead! Help!"

Everyone in the mourning hall was startled when they heard the shout. Some people immediately stood up, looking nervous. Then everyone walked out of the mourning hall quickly with lights in hand.

The lights flickered in the night, illuminating the road ahead. When they approached and saw the person on the ground, many people gasped. The person on the ground had indeed long since died, his body was stiff, and he looked particularly eerie under the light.

When Wang Qiang saw the man's clothes clearly, he exclaimed, "Leier, Leier, what's wrong with you?"

Everyone was frightened by Wang Qiang's shout, and they hurriedly and carefully turned Wang Lei over.

When they saw his face, the timid ones cried out in fear: "Oh my God, his face is so rotten."

At this time, the brave villagers came forward to check and found that there was an uneven stone where Wang Lei fell, and there was a sharp bamboo stake next to it.

Then, the sound of Wang Lei's parents crying out loudly could be heard from the quiet village. The sound seemed to penetrate the dark night and made people feel compassion.

Soon, the villagers present began to discuss, "They said that Zhang Damei's family must have offended the gods, otherwise why would three people die in one day, and their faces are so unrecognizable."

Someone agreed, "Yes, this is too weird. It seems that we need to invite a Taoist priest to perform a ritual, otherwise the village will not have peace."

Everyone was talking at once, and fear and anxiety were spreading among the crowd.

Wang Qiang and his wife fell beside Wang Lei's body, heartbroken. They could not accept this sudden blow.

The entire Bazi Village was shrouded in a haze, as if it was trapped in endless darkness.

Inside Fengyi Palace, there were constant sounds of objects falling to the ground. "You are a bunch of rubbish! We sent people out to look for you, but none of them came back." The Queen roared in anger.

"Empress, let's rush to Bazi Village again. The villagers there said that Wang Dashu's grandson accidentally fell to his death while using the toilet just now." The man in black looked nervous and said in a hurried tone.

The queen was furious when she heard this, and her eyes seemed to be spitting fire. "Waste! All waste! Couldn't you find him before he fell to his death?" She scolded loudly, her delicate face becoming a little distorted due to anger.

"Get out! Get out!" Empress Sun pointed at the man in black, her voice was sharp and harsh. The man in black was trembling with fear, and quickly bowed his head and replied: "Yes, Empress, please calm down, I will withdraw now."

After saying that, the man in black hurried to the back window as if he had been pardoned, and swiftly climbed out of the window with hurried steps. He was afraid that the queen would get angry again, so he left quickly without looking back, and his figure soon disappeared into the night.

Empress Sun was breathing heavily, and her anger took a long time to subside.

"Mother, did you say that what happened in Wang Dashu's family was an accident or was it that someone knew the secret and killed people to silence them?" Yu Gongchen asked anxiously.

Empress Sun was already worried about this matter, and Yu Gongchen's words made her even more nervous.

"This matter also makes my mother extremely worried. Yesterday, my mother heard from my uncle that he heard Wang Dashu showing off to his friends after getting drunk on the street, saying that his grandson is now living a comfortable life.

The companion laughed at him, saying that their family was poor and how could their grandson live a good life. Unexpectedly, Wang Dashu said mysteriously that his grandson was not his biological grandson, but had been exchanged for a rich family in Yinling Temple.

The more Empress Sun spoke, the more flustered she became, as if a tangled knot was tangled in her heart. She vaguely felt that the secret that had been sealed for 24 years might no longer be hidden.

At this time, the sky was just getting light, a hint of paleness appeared in the eastern sky, and a veil-like morning mist was slowly floating in the air.

On the street, vendors have started to get busy. From time to time, vendors shout loudly: "Freshly baked buns! Thin skin and big fillings, delicious!" "Hot noodles, eat a bowl, warm you up all day!"

The vendors' voices were loud and powerful, and could be heard far away in the quiet morning.

In the dark room of Yuelai Theater, Shen Yiran was anxiously waiting for Qin Rufeng's return. Listening to the shouts of the vendors outside, she knew that dawn was almost approaching.

While she was anxiously waiting, Qin Rufeng walked in quickly. Qin Rufeng's hair was a little messy, with a few strands of hair hanging loosely in front of her forehead, and her eyes were slightly tired.

Shen Yiran stood up quickly, "Mr. Rufeng, are you okay? Thank you for your hard work."

Qin Rufeng's heart suddenly warmed up, and he said softly, "Qin is fine."

Then he continued, "Miss Shen, you are really very smart. Yesterday, not long after we took Zhang Damei and her husband away, new faces appeared in Bazi Village. They even went to inquire about Zhang Damei's family situation."

Shen Yiran's heart suddenly lifted when he heard this, and he asked with a trembling voice: "Then what?"