Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

The Black and White Soul Envoys were tasked with appearing to take away these lingering spirits in the human world.

At this moment, they were taken aback when they saw Xia Ximo blocking their way.

They knew that "this one" was not to be trifled with, so they came forward and politely bowed to him.

"We are acting on the orders of the Earth Lord, please forgive us, Miss Mogu."

Xia Ximo simply responded with a nonchalant, "Oh, here to pick up the pieces again?"

These words made the two envoys lose face, so they had no choice but to bring up the Earth God again.

"We received the order from the Earth God and came immediately without delay, daring not to deliberately delay."

Xia Ximo looked completely unconvinced and simply said, "The soul inside this lamp belongs to me; you can take the rest."

The two envoys, finding the request reasonable, immediately gave an order and stepped forward to capture the soul.

Apart from Yan Zhengchu, the others, including Yu Lang, could only see a layer of dark mist and nothing else.

Hearing Xia Ximo speak, he couldn't help but ask Master Yan, "Miss Xia, are you talking to someone?"

Yan Zhengchu lowered his voice and replied cautiously, "They are soul messengers from the underworld, nicknamed Black and White Impermanence."

"..."

Seeing Xia Ximo standing upright and aloof amidst the mist, Yu Lang couldn't help but ask, "Miss Xia, is that how you talk to the Black and White Impermanence?"

Master Yan said, "Indeed..."

In no time, these ghosts were captured by the ghost soldiers.

Just as the two envoys, one black and one white, were about to leave, Xia Ximo stopped them, saying, "Wait."

She said, "There's still a ghost baby in this tomb, aren't you going to do anything about it?"

The Soul Reaper explained, "The ghost infant's soul is incomplete and has not yet been born. It cannot be considered a 'human,' nor can it quell its resentment or enter the cycle of reincarnation."

"shit."

The rebuke startled both envoys.

Xia Ximo: "How can you not count the ten months it spent in its mother's womb? Besides, it was harmed by a ghost and died unjustly. Shouldn't the underworld give it another chance?"

These words left the two envoys looking troubled.

The Soul-Locking Envoy couldn't help but say, "These are the rules of the Underworld, and we are simply following them!"

"The rules were set by the local ruler."

"..."

The Soul Reaper was more tactful; it neither agreed nor refused, but simply said, "How about this, we'll take the ghost infant back to the Underworld first, and relay the young lady's words to the Earth God. We'll leave everything to the Earth God to decide, what do you say?"

Xia Ximo then gave a nonchalant reply.

After the fog dissipated, silence immediately returned to the tomb chamber.

Apart from the rubble and dust, only the corpse of Princess Yang, the wife of King Wu, remained on the ground.

Zhao Wan lay on the ground, unconscious.

Yan Zhengchu stepped forward to check on the princess's condition and said, "She has only fainted temporarily because of the evil energy entering her body, and there is nothing seriously wrong with her."

Xia Ximo then walked to Yang's side and said to Yan Zhengchu, "The soul of Princess Wu has not yet left her body. You should use a talisman to preserve her soul first. There are some things we still need to ask her about."

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhengchu nodded, used a soul-gathering talisman to collect the soul, and then said, "The yin energy here is too heavy, and the princess has been frightened repeatedly. We must leave as soon as possible."

Ren Fengjue suddenly glanced at Yu Lang. Although he didn't say anything, the latter immediately understood what he meant.

He reluctantly stepped forward and carried the unconscious princess on his back.

When we left the tomb, it was already daylight outside.

The Golden Feather Guards were very conscientious and stayed close by. The maid Xiao Xizi, who had been sent away earlier because she was possessed, and several other Golden Feather Guards had already woken up.

Zhao Wan was sent back to Zhaoyang Courtyard. Just as Steward Sun was about to fetch the family physician, Yan Zhengchu stopped him.

"The princess fainted because she was frightened and attacked by ghostly energy. Calling the royal physician was of no use."

If he had heard this before, Steward Sun would have certainly cursed the other party for spreading heresy.

Just a few hours earlier, when he arrived at Ning'an Courtyard, he happened to see Yan Zhengchu and Yu Lang bringing out the possessed maidservant guard from the secret room.

He had lived in the Prince's Palace for over twenty years, yet he had no idea that there was such a bottomless place beneath it.

Yan Zhengchu immediately drew talismans on cinnabar and yellow paper, turning them into talisman water, which he then had them drink. In no time, the black aura that had enveloped their heads slowly dissipated.

Steward Sun witnessed it with his own eyes; it would be hard not to believe it.

At this moment, after hearing Master Yan's words, he had no more doubts.

"Please, Taoist priest, save the princess!"

Yan Zhengchu also said politely, "Don't worry, Steward Sun, leave it to me."

As he spoke, he dismissed all the maids and nannies around him, then held a copper coin in his hand and made a talisman...

Knowing that he also had a lot of yin energy, Xia Ximo consciously walked outside Zhaoyang Courtyard.

A short while later, Zhao Wan's cries could be heard from inside the room.

"Mother? Where is my mother? I want to see my mother!"

"Someone come here!"

Upon waking, Zhao Wan assumed it was just a nightmare and cried out for the princess.

The maids returned to their rooms to comfort the women, but none of them dared to reveal the truth.

Judging from everyone's expressions, Zhao Wan could roughly guess that what had happened before was not a dream at all.

She was indeed locked in that secret room with Ren Fengjue, and saw countless ghosts, including the ghost of the Du family who had been missing for ten years…

Her mother, in an attempt to save her, was killed by that skeleton!

"Mother... I have no mother anymore..."

Zhao Wan sat on the edge of the bed, crying bitterly, and the maids couldn't console her at all.

Just as they were at an impasse, the proud and arrogant princess suddenly got off the bed, rushed to Yan Zhengchu's feet, and knelt down.

"Master, you must have a way to save my mother, right? I beg you, please help me! I'll give you any amount of money you want!"

Yan Zhengchu was startled by this action and quickly stepped forward to support her. "Princess, the Princess Consort... she has passed away. The dead cannot be brought back to life."

Zhao Wan wouldn't listen to a word she said. "I want to see my mother! Let me see her!"

Master Yan frowned, looking troubled.

At this moment, Xia Ximo walked in from outside the door, stood by the door, and said, "If she wants to see me, then let her see me. I believe Princess Wu also has a lot to tell her."

Yan Zhengchu immediately understood her meaning. He said to Zhao Wan, "Princess, your yang energy is too weak right now. It is not suitable for you to have direct contact with ghosts. If you want to see the Princess, the only way is to take a nap first."

Zhao Wan believed him completely and obediently went back to bed.

The maid lit calming incense in the room, and the princess, smelling the fragrance, slowly drifted off to sleep.

Seeing that she had fallen asleep, Yan Zhengchu used a protective soul technique to first protect the princess's yang spirit, so that she would not be disturbed by yin spirits and would not be unable to wake up from her dream.

Then, Yang's soul was released.

"Your Highness, you only have the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to see your daughter. If there is anything you want to tell her, go quickly."

Madam Yang nodded, walked to her daughter's side, and her figure quickly disappeared.

At this moment, Yan Zhengchu took out the Xuan Guang Mirror again, and chanted a spell. The figures of Zhao Wan and Yang Shi slowly appeared on the mirror.

After Zhao Wan fell into a deep sleep, she found herself walking around the Prince's mansion, but there was no one around.

Before she knew it, she had arrived at Ning'an Courtyard.

Suddenly, Mother Yang came out from inside.

Zhao Wan was surprised to find that her mother's legs had actually healed. She was not sitting in a wheelchair, but wearing her old clothes, smiling serenely, and gently calling her name.

"Wan'er."