Xia Houchi had a splitting headache at the time and didn't know whether the dream was true or false.

He looked at the ancient coffin again. There were no lines on the ancient coffin.

"I thought at the time that I was just dreaming, so I put the late emperor's spiritual tablet back to its original position and left the Wang Temple."

After that day, everything went as usual for Xia Houqi, and he gradually forgot about this dream.

It’s just that Bagua Tianmen has also taken root in Daxia and began to replace Daxia troops and stationed in various places in Daxia.

Xia Houqi also dared to be angry but dared not speak out about this.

But gradually, Xia Houqi realized that something was wrong.

It seems that on the day after he had that strange dream, inexplicable deaths began to occur in the summer palace.

First it was an old eunuch who was not respected, then a palace maid beside him, and then one after another. At the rate of one person every day, everyone in the summer palace would die mysteriously.

These dead people, no matter men, women, old or young, had no wounds on their bodies, but all the blood had been sucked out of their bodies.

The way they died was horrific.

The Royal Hospital thought they were infected, but after examination, they were unable to find out the cause.

After seven people died one after another, Bagua Tianmen noticed this. They sent people to investigate, but they found nothing.

Xia Houchi also ordered people to investigate the matter, but one night, in his palace, he suddenly had another dream.

He dreamed that he was in the Wang Temple again, and the ancient coffin appeared in front of him again.

What surprised Xia Houqi was that the lid of the originally sealed ancient coffin actually appeared.

In his dream, Xia Houchi approached the ancient coffin again.

He stepped forward, and the lid of the ancient coffin made a rattling sound.

The coffin lid suddenly opened.

Lying inside was a woman.

"Qing Fei?!"

Xia Houqi looked shocked.

The woman was none other than Concubine Qing, who had been imprisoned in the cold palace by Xia Houqi all these years.

Hearing Xia Houqi's voice, the woman woke up leisurely.

Concubine Qing opened her eyes and saw Xia Houqi, her face full of surprise.

"Your Majesty, you are finally willing to come and see me. I have been thinking about you all these years."

After Qing Fei said this, she couldn't wait to hug Xia Houqi.

In his heart, Xia Houqi disliked Concubine Qing very much and did not want to get close to him.

He was about to push Qing Fei away, but something strange happened. Xia Houqi didn't want to in his heart, but he couldn't control his body and walked towards Qing Fei.

He hugged Concubine Qing and let her hold him.

Concubine Qing cried with joy, but Xia Houqi was panicked.

"Your Majesty, you really love me. That bitch Ye Lingyue is no better than me. She is no longer here. Your Majesty, it is good that you favor me. I have been waiting for you all these years."

Xia Houqi ignored Qing Fei, and even couldn't hear clearly what Qing Fei said.

He looked at his hand holding Concubine Qing, and there were lines on it.

Those lines were exactly the ones he saw on the ancient coffin in his dream.

As those lines grew, Xia Houqi felt his hands pressing against Qing Fei's body.

Through his clothes, he could feel a sense of warmth.

It was not an ordinary skin touch, but a...

Blood and strength continued to flow into Xia Houqi's body.

Qing Fei was still chattering, but as time passed, Qing Fei's complexion slowly changed.

Her skin began to wrinkle, and the energy in her body was rapidly dissipating.

"Your Majesty?"

Qing Fei realized something, she screamed, she felt the blood in her body being sucked, her whole body was like a dried fruit.

"Let me go!"

Concubine Qing saw Xia Houqi hugging her, and her whole body was covered with strange black lines.

His hands seemed to have magical powers, making her life force flow away bit by bit.

Qing Fei lost her resistance, and she watched herself slowly transform from a living person into a dead corpse.

It wasn't until the moment she died that Xia Houqi let go of her hand.

He killed her...

The moment he saw Concubine Qing die, fragments of events suddenly flashed through Xia Houqi's mind.

Same night, same royal temple.

Those eunuchs, maids, and guards died one after another at his own hands.

The same dark lines appeared on his body, causing those people to lose their lives.

Every night, he will undoubtedly take the lives of these people.

"Xia Houqi! Xia Houqi!"

Ye Lingyue's voice echoed in my ears.

Xia Houqi's soul came back to his senses with a jolt.

"Is that a dream or not?"

Ye Lingyue looked at Xia Houqi worriedly.

Xia Houqi calmed down.

His soul left his body and was very unstable.

The memory just now made him fall into a dream for a moment, which was almost difficult to control.

"I'm afraid you have guessed that it was not a dream."

Xia Houqi smiled bitterly.

When he witnessed Concubine Qing being killed by himself, he suddenly woke up from his dream.

"After waking up from the dream, I found myself on the bed in Xiayang Palace. I was relieved at that time."

Xia Houchi told himself that fortunately, it was just a dream.

Seeing that the dream was so real, after Xia Houqi woke up, he couldn't help but look at his body in confusion.

Fortunately, those lingering ghost patterns did not appear.

Concubine Qing's screams before her death seemed to be lingering in his ears. Xia Houqi was still in shock. He decided to go to the Wang Temple to take a look at the ancient coffin.

He arrived at Wang Temple alone.

At that time, it was already around the third watch.

The lights of the Wang Temple were still on, and the palace guard who kept watch lay outside the door and fell asleep.

Xia Houqi entered the Wang Temple alone.

In the Wang Temple, the spiritual tablets of hundreds of late emperors are still placed there.

The huge and mysterious ancient coffin is still placed there.

Everything looked the same as usual.

The ancient coffin is still smooth and flat.

"Fortunately it's just a dream."

Xia Houqi breathed a sigh of relief. He walked to the ancient coffin and couldn't help but place his hand on it.

But the moment Xia Houqi's hand fell on the ancient coffin, a sharp scream came from the ancient coffin.

That scream broke the silence of the night.

Xia Houqi was so frightened that he took a few steps back.

In front of his eyes, on the ancient coffin, tears and blood flowed out.

The blood turned into a stripe, and a crack appeared on the coffin body.

The coffin lid, which had never appeared before, appeared.

Inside the coffin, there was a person lying there.

It was a mummy, still intact and wearing palace clothes. It was the concubine Qing who was killed by Xia Houqi in his dream.

"Your Majesty, why did you kill me? I love you so much..."

Concubine Qing's body climbed out of the sarcophagus.

Her long-dried corpse walked towards Xia Houqi.

"Go away!"
Chapter completed!