diskusbooks Chapter 148: The Wooden Doll Changes
Chapter 148: The Wooden Doll Changes
Late at night, Ye Mansion.
Ye Wanqiu came to her son's yard holding a wooden doll.
Ye Shengqing sat behind the desk, looking at the wooden doll that had been raised by his mother for many years and had become almost life-size.
The corners of his mouth that had never smiled for years raised a smile, "Mom, can this method really work?"
He placed his finger on the baby face that looked exactly like Ye Xingxin, and said with some worry:
"It was almost successful before. If it weren't for my son's weak body, he wouldn't have stayed in this body half a year ago."
Half a year ago, Ye Shengxin’s soul came to this world.
At that time, the real Ye Shengxin died, and the Ye Shengxin from the other world occupied the body of Ye Shengxin in this world before Ye Shengqing.
As a result, the soul-exchanging formation set up by Ye Wanqiu became ineffective, and Ye Shengqing's frail body suffered the backlash, and he had to recuperate for a long time.
It was also a coincidence that at that time, Mrs. Ye brought back a Buddha statue that had been consecrated from a Buddhist temple.
The Buddha statue wards off evil spirits. Ye Wanqiu was busy with the formation at the time and didn't pay attention to this matter.
As a result, some Yin-absorbing objects in the formation were damaged. Ye Wanqiu investigated later and attributed the cause to Old Lady Ye.
I didn't expect that it was Ye Shengxin's fault in the other world.
She thought about revenge and made sure that ungrateful old lady would stop getting in the way.
But the old lady worshipped Buddha all her life, and she had some Buddha's influence on her.
She couldn't do anything to her, and the old lady's death affected the fortune of the entire mansion. For the sake of her son, she had to give up at this critical moment.
Now Ye Shengxin will be eighteen in an hour. The day of one's birthday is the best and worst time for a person's luck.
As long as it's after midnight tonight, her son will take over Ye Shengxin's body, which is connected to her by blood but has extremely good luck.
From now on you can sleep peacefully without being hindered by this frail body, and you can walk freely in this world.
Ye Wanqiu patted her son's hand and said solemnly with a dignified face:
"The mansion will be busy tomorrow, so you can stay with this little guy."
"As long as you stay for one day, after midnight tomorrow night, Ye Shengxin's body will be yours."
Ye Shengqing narrowed his dark and creepy eyes: "Mother, I am not at home, this time..."
Ye Wanqiu: "The villain in your hand has Ye Shengxin's blood and hair. No matter where she goes, once the soul-changing formation is activated, her body can only belong to my son."
Ye Shengqing felt relieved.
When midnight arrived, Ye Wanqiu left his son's study and used the various evil spirits that had been set up around him to activate the formation.
As soon as the formation was activated, Ye Shengqing, who had been lying on the bed, fell asleep with a wooden sculpture of Ye Shengxin tightly holding in his hand.
As time passed, dawn came.
Ye Shengqing's soul appeared in the wooden figurine, and the figurine's appearance gradually changed from Ye Shengxin's to Ye Shengqing's.
His body lay lifeless on the bed.
Ye Zhengyao looked at his eldest son with some concern: "Sheng Qing must take good care of his health."
"If it doesn't work this time, Sheng Qing at least has a way out."
"There will be no way out!" Ye Wanqiu's face darkened, "Sheng Qing will have no way out."
"If he is attacked again, he will die immediately."
"So, no matter what happens this time, we can only succeed and not fail!"
It was the first time that Ye Zhengyao saw his wife acting crazy under the guise of calmness, and he was a little frightened.
He shook his beard and said, "It will succeed, Sheng Qing will succeed, the future of our Ye family depends on him."
As soon as his eldest son was born, he asked a master to tell his fortune. The master said that he was destined to be extremely noble, but unfortunately he died young.
Ye Shengxin's son was destined to be an official, but his fate was rather ordinary, neither good nor bad, but he would live a long life.
When he learned the news, Ye Zhengyao felt regretful that the destinies of his two sons could not be combined together.
Later, his wife really found this kind of formation that could be used to exchange bodies and fight desperately. After a brief panic, he was overjoyed.
And actively promote this matter. Unfortunately, it failed last time. This time, it will definitely be as my wife said.
Only success is allowed, no failure is allowed.
"What should we do with Sheng Qing's body?"
Ye Wanqiu touched his son's pale and cold face and smiled:
"Since there is no way out, let's announce the death of the eldest son of the Ye Mansion tomorrow."
"I have prepared a fine coffin for Sheng Qing's body. My son will be very comfortable lying in it."
When Ye Wanqiu said this, her expression was so weird and frightening that Ye Zhengyao couldn't help but control his wheelchair to move back half a wheel.
Having lived with this woman for so many years, he always thought she was stern, dignified, and dull.
It was not until three years ago that she told him about the soul-swapping formation.
Only then did he realize how secretive, vicious and paranoid his wife was.
Fortunately, she has always loved him and did not interfere with his favoring of aunts and concubines. She also managed the mansion in an orderly manner.
Only then did he let down his guard against her, and the two of them got along with each other again as they had before.
Ye Zhengyao: "That's fine."
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The next day, dealing with the troublesome Xuanyuan Huhan took some time, so Ye Shengxin and others arrived at the Ye Mansion a little late.
Before getting off the carriage, Cui Luoshan asked again:
"We took off the Eighteenth Prince's pants and tied him to the toilet. Will he send someone to assassinate us when he returns to the palace?"
Emperor Jingming didn't care and said coldly: "If he has that ability, I don't mind fighting with the people he sends."
He rubbed his still aching forehead, and his annoyance towards Xuanyuan Huhan grew.
"This prince is really hateful. Once I get the old emperor's ransom, I will definitely teach him a lesson."
Zhang Liang: "...Little Duck, what are you going to do?"
Emperor Jingming straightened his robes and said, "Let's talk about it after we get the ransom."
Zhang Liang: I’m a little worried.
The carriage arrived at the gate of Ye Mansion. The noise outside came into the carriage, and several people got off the carriage one after another carrying gifts.
As the unknown passerby said earlier, even though Old Madam Ye did not invite many relatives and friends, many people came to the birthday banquet of Lord Ye, the prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture.
People wearing official robes of various colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, walked around the gate of Ye's mansion, shocking Ye Shengxin's eyes.
"Oh my goodness, what kind of hobby does this old emperor have? He actually collected all the colors of the rainbow on his officials."
Zhang Liang:......
Zhang Liang looked over with a twitching mouth. Sure enough, the place was full of colorful flowers and willows, and it was very lively.
Why didn't he notice this phenomenon before in the court?
Oh, Zhang Liang slapped his head.
He forgot that in the Great Zhou Dynasty, officials wearing purple robes had the lowest ranks and basically did not have to attend court, so he did not notice this interesting phenomenon.
However, the colors of these official robes were indeed changed after Your Majesty ascended the throne.
Not to mention, these rainbow colors together are extremely eye-catching.