Why are you messing with her? Her mission is to bully the scumbag

Ling Jinxing walked briskly to the threshold of the imperial study. He turned around and looked back, a meaningful smile on his lips: "Mother, I have thought deeply about the imperial physician's words, and they are indeed reasonable. We should ask the imperial preceptor to investigate carefully to find out which immortal dared to offend the dragon's body. It is truly disrespectful!"

Ning Dong'er slowly emerged from behind the screen, her figure graceful and elegant, a subtle worry hidden between her brows. "Perhaps the Emperor has simply been busy with state affairs lately, physically and mentally exhausted, and may not be thinking of such a mysterious matter."

The Queen Mother's eyes were as sharp as torches, instantly locking onto Ning Dong'er. This woman was stunningly beautiful, but she was not someone she knew in the palace.

"Who are you?" The Queen Mother's voice was low and full of unquestionable majesty.

Ning Dong'er's heart tightened, but she forced herself to remain calm and bowed, "I am Concubine Ning, paying my respects to the Empress Dowager. I am the Emperor's newly appointed concubine."

She originally wanted to avoid the spotlight, but she knew that if the matter was dug deeper, she would be implicated, so she took the initiative to confess.

Seeing this, Ling Jinxing's eyes flashed with cunning, and the smile on her lips widened. "Mother, this is Concubine Ning, whom the Emperor has been doting on recently. Look at her, her face is rosy and she is full of energy. There is nothing unusual about her. Isn't this strange?"

Her words were like fuel to the fire, meant to stir up trouble.

Upon hearing this, the Empress Dowager frowned, her gaze flickering between Ning Dong'er and Ling Jinxing. Shangguan also sensed the subtle tension in the air and said in a deep voice, "We should indeed invite the Imperial Preceptor to investigate this Concubine Ning's background and see if there really is something hidden."

Ling Jinxing was secretly delighted, as the Queen Mother's reaction was exactly what she wanted.

She smiled gently, but her eyes never left Ning Dong'er. There was both pride and provocation in that smile.

Ning Dong'er glared at him, as if there were flames burning in his eyes, and he wished he could cut Ling Jinxing into pieces.

However, Ling Jinxing just smiled indifferently, as if the angry gaze was just a breeze to her that would disappear as soon as it passed by.

At this time, the candlelight in the imperial study flickered, reflecting the different expressions of everyone.

The moonlight outside the window is as bright as water, but it cannot conceal the undercurrents surging within the palace walls. A battle of power, love and hate, loyalty and betrayal is quietly beginning.

Ning Dong'er clenched her fists, her nails almost digging into her palms, but she remained calm on the surface. "Empress Dowager, Empress, although I am a newly promoted concubine, I am devoted to serving the Emperor and would never dare to have any improper thoughts. Please ask the Imperial Master to examine me and prove my innocence."

Ling Jinxing raised the corners of her mouth slightly, a sly look flashing in her eyes. "That's great. Sister Ning is so frank, she will definitely be able to clear all suspicions. However, matters in the palace are often complicated, so you need to be careful."

The Imperial Master slowly walked in from the deep threshold of the imperial study, dressed in a white robe as white as snow, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, like a banished immortal descending to the earth.

When his eyes opened, they were as sharp as cold stars. They first swept across Ning Dong'er's gentle figure, then turned to Ling Jinxing. A barely perceptible brilliance flashed in his eyes, and finally he fell steadily on the empress dowager and saluted respectfully.

"Your Majesty the Queen Mother, I have brought the magic weapon. I will definitely be able to find the source of the evil spirit and restore peace to the palace." After saying this, the Imperial Master looked solemn and took out an ancient compass from his sleeve. The compass was intricately engraved with patterns, which seemed to contain the mysteries of heaven and earth.

As soon as the compass came out, the needle jumped like a frightened deer and pointed directly at Ling Jinxing.

However, before everyone could react, the pointer suddenly jumped again, pointing directly at Ning Dong'er, and then it wandered wildly among the Empress Dowager Shangguan, several ministers and the imperial physicians like a wild horse, and finally began to spin disorderly, as if it had lost its direction.

Ling Jinxing curled his lips into a cold smile, his eyes as cold as ice, and thought to himself, "Humph, you want to control the compass with your cultivation? I'll play with you and see what kind of lies this so-called national teacher can make up."

She chuckled softly, her tone a bit playful, "This compass, Imperial Master, is truly a remarkable object. From this, it seems that everyone present is the source of evil spirits, right?"

The moment these words were spoken, the atmosphere suddenly tensed. Empress Dowager Shangguan's face instantly darkened, her eyes sharp as knives as she stared directly at the Imperial Preceptor. "Imperial Preceptor, you normally possess immense magical powers, but why are you being so frivolous today? Or have you always been feigning profoundness, lacking any real talent or knowledge?"

When the Imperial Master heard this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his back felt like thorns were pricking him, and he secretly groaned in his heart.

This compass was originally a sharp tool he used to detect evil spirits, but now it was like a horse that had broken free from its reins, putting him in an unprecedented embarrassing situation.

He knew very well that if he could not properly resolve the matter, he would not be able to escape the Queen Mother's punishment, and might even endanger his own life.

"Empress Dowager, please calm down. I'm not being mysterious." The Imperial Preceptor forced composure, a vein visibly etched on his forehead. "This compass is an ancient relic, extremely sensitive to malevolent energy. Today's unusual behavior may be due to... perhaps the malevolent energy is too strong, confusing us. Please allow me to try again, Your Majesty. I'm sure we can find the true source of this malevolent energy."

After saying this, the Imperial Master closed his eyes and concentrated, forming seals with his hands, attempting to guide the compass with his own cultivation.

However, the compass seemed to have a will of its own and continued to spin madly, with no sign of stopping.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the palace was extremely solemn, and everyone's heart was shrouded in a layer of haze.

The Imperial Preceptor's gaze, sharp as an eagle's, locked onto Ling Jinxing, a wave of suspicion filling his heart. The Empress today seemed vastly different from before. Her fierce aura, like icy cold, emanated an unprecedented, compelling aura, as if she were a completely different person.

Ling Jinxing's lips curled into a cold smile, as if she could see into the Imperial Master's mind. Her eyes flashed, and the next moment, the Imperial Master felt the scene before him suddenly change, and he had been dragged into a blank spiritual world.

The surroundings were covered in white, with only Ling Jinxing standing alone, like a peerless and aloof fairy.

"Witch? This name is quite new." She opened her red lips slightly, with a hint of teasing in her voice.

Before she finished speaking, her figure turned into a shadow and instantly appeared in front of the national teacher. She kicked the national teacher away like a gust of wind and rain.

The Imperial Master only felt a huge force coming at him, and his body flew backwards involuntarily. Before he could steady himself, Ling Jinxing had teleported again, jumped high, and stepped heavily on his chest.

The imperial teacher in the real world suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, covered his chest tightly with both hands, half-knelt on the ground, his face as pale as paper.

In the spiritual world, Ling Jinxing's attacks did not stop, but became more fierce.

Sometimes she swung her fists like a hurricane, and each blow carried the power to destroy the world; sometimes she treated the imperial teacher as a toy, raising her arms in place and throwing him out in a spinning motion like a frisbee.

"It seems that you are just like this?" Ling Jinxing's voice echoed in the ears of the national teacher, with endless sarcasm and coldness.

The Imperial Master felt dizzy and exhausted, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, trying to find an opportunity to fight back.

However, in this spiritual world, he seemed to have become a plaything in Ling Jinxing's hands, at her mercy.