: Reaping the consequences

Baitao threw it over: "Why?"

She raised her wrist, and her long sleeves made of peacock feathers were lifted over the brazier. The sparks were ignited for a moment, and then disappeared, "solar eclipse, plague, winter thunder, flood, drought, earthquake, famine, locust plague, comet,

Yinghuo guards the heart."

"These are all revelations from God."

Mrs. Huayang closed her eyes tightly, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were like exploding cold white porcelain.

She muttered and prayed silently, "He can lead Qin to glory, but he can also bring disaster. He is an unknown person."

"What are you talking about? What kind of ominous person?"

Baitao didn't have so many rules about how to grow up, not to mention that she was older than her. She said directly, "You just judge someone as an unlucky person based on a few burned turtle shells, and you just label them randomly like that?"

The Empress Dowager Huayang, who was extremely respected in the harem, had never seen such a person dare to choke her.

Her eyes were sharp and she scolded angrily: "She is just a Zhao girl who is protected by King Dian Qin and dares to talk back to the old woman!"

Baitao turned around and left.

The wind and snow outside blew in, causing the curtains of the palace to roll back. One by one, the lamps that were lit were blown out, and a few of them were blown out. The hem of Queen Mother Huayang's skirt dragged the floor, and her face was solemn and sullen.

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Baitao came back from the outside. What she wrapped in her deerskin was the snow she was holding outside. "Look, the turtle shell you burned is like that, and the turtle shell I burned is different. You won't have anything to say then."

Already."

Queen Mother Huayang frowned and watched her actions with a cold face.

Baitao patted the hollow turtle shell, stuffed it into the pile of snow he brought, and then poked the wooden stick into the coal.

He said, "It's just divination. I just want peace of mind, but I can't trust everything."

She continued: "Han Feizi said that the sage observes the mystery, uses his Zhouxing, and calls it Tao, and describes the things that cannot be explained as revelation. This is called deceiving heaven and destroying oneself."

Mrs. Huayang snorted: "You are a little girl, how dare you confuse right and wrong."

It is indeed difficult to break the faith of mortals, and Baitao can only spread his claws.

The wooden stick quickly burned red. Baitao picked it up and held it in her hand. She picked up the center of the stick with her fingertips and turned it several times in a fancy way. "Queen Huayang, watch it."

"Tricks and tricks."

Mrs. Huayang half-closed her eyes and looked rather dismissively, "I think that when the King of Qin came to Xianyang City, the old woman had already calculated that Qin's misfortune was coming. With just one glance at him, she knew everything. Besides, he was in power.

There will be floods soon. This time, autumn has just begun, and the ground is covered with heavy snow. In a few years, thousands of people will starve to death, and in a few years there will be drought in Qin."

"The old woman has calculated this a thousand times, but it's not true."

The sound stopped suddenly.

Queen Mother Huayang opened her eyelids and saw the girl looking at her with a pair of amber pupils. They were beautiful eyes like an elf. The girl was holding a turtle shell taken out from the snow. The turtle shell

Insert the wooden stick into the tail.

The snow on the turtle shell melted away and fell to the ground.

The crack on it

Queen Mother Huayang's throat tightened and she snatched it away, "How could it be? It's different."

It must be different. Ordinary divination can't be put into the snow to burn cracks.

Baitao said: "Look, those who are pretentious and deceitful cannot be believed."

Queen Mother Huayang carefully stroked the cracks on the turtle shell: "The old woman remembers every crack, every flash, every glance, how could it be different?"

"Those are just unfounded things. Any revelations of disasters are all conjecture."

Baitao muttered, "If you insist that King Qin is an unknown person just because of these, it would be too harsh to treat him, not to mention that he is still your direct grandson."

Queen Mother Huayang looked at the cracks on the turtle shell with great concentration.

For a long time, her eyebrows moved, and she sighed with a bit of regret, "Everything that can be changed can be changed. This is also the apocalypse, the revelation brought to the old woman by God. The old woman has lived for so many years.

You have already stepped into the loess with half your foot, but you, a little girl, still don’t see it clearly.”

Who are you calling a little girl? I'm already over a hundred years old.

Baitao cursed in her heart.

The Queen Mother Huayang looked at Baitao. The girl's beauty was enough to captivate the city and overthrow the dynasty.

She asked calmly: "What are you wearing?"

Baitao lowered his head and tilted his head to look left and right, then smoothed it with his hands: "It's a cloak."

"No, it's a deer." Empress Dowager Huayang clasped one hand on her chest and made a gesture with her left hand, "The old woman can foresee that if Qin loses its deer, the whole world will chase it away."

Baitao: "?"

What's the meaning.

Empress Dowager Huayang didn't say much anymore, she put her hands together and nodded her forehead, chanting obscure and incomprehensible Chu Ci.

Why are you still mumbling in the middle of the sentence? Is this the tradition of the Chu country?

Baitao looked at it suspiciously for a few times, thinking that she would never believe in it in the future. That half-hearted mountain ghost led this believer.

"Your Majesty, I'm tired. Little Master Baitao, please come back."

The old maid beside the Queen Mother Huayang led Baitao out.

Baitao had just reached the threshold when she heard Mrs. Han, who was kneeling in the snow, screaming even more horribly.

Right.

She never took a break.

"Mrs. Han comes and kneels at the end of every day. She kneels for more than an hour. No one can drive her away. After all, the Queen Mother pities her pain of losing her son, so she takes extra care of her."

The old palace maid had two green hairpins pinned to her temples, wondering why: "It's just that in the harem, this kind of pain is difficult to heal. I'm afraid it will be difficult for Mrs. Han to look away."

Baitao clasped her hands and looked at the snowman in the wind and snow, then looked back at the inner room where the Queen Mother Huayang lived.

The Queen Mother Huayang was cruel, but she never stopped doing things.

She stepped forward, "What's the matter? Let me enlighten her."

The ends of the old palace maid's eyes seemed to be pressed into two nooses that were getting tighter and tighter.

Chengjiao's rebellion is a difficult matter, and it also involves the troubling state affairs and the fierce situation ahead.

Even the Queen Mother Huayang had no way to deal with it and could only leave it in the cold. It was unlikely that a little girl could handle it easily.

She didn't say much, "Then please excuse me, little master."

Baitao walked over holding an umbrella.

"But please stay a moment."

The old palace maid took out a seal from the tray of the little palace maid beside her, raised her hands high, lowered her head, and said incomprehensively, "Please, my dear master, bring this to the King of Qin. This is the Queen Mother's wish. Once the King of Qin

You can tell just by looking.”

Baitao took it and stuffed it into the inner sleeve of the cloak without looking at it.

She held the umbrella and continued walking forward, "Okay, I understand."

The door was already open, but Feifei Yuxue tried her best to blur people's sight. When Baitao walked up to the kneeling Mrs. Han.

Mrs. Han looked like an old man in her twilight years. It took her a while to realize that it was her, "Where is the Queen Mother? Why doesn't the Queen Mother come to see me?"

Baitao stood still and didn't move.

"Who do you think you are? You are just an orphan from the Zhao Kingdom. Get out of the way! I want to see the Queen Mother, I want to see the Queen Mother!"

Mrs. Han's legs were so numb that she couldn't feel anything. She stared and crawled towards Liyang Palace on her hands and knees.

Several eunuchs stopped her and said, "Mrs. Han, the Queen Mother has an order not to trespass."

"I want to see the Queen Mother!"

Mrs. Han let out a scream as pitiful as a solitary vulture, "Queen Mother, it's Chengjiao. Chengjiao entrusted me with dreams. He cried out, he is wronged, wronged -"

Baitao blinked lightly, her long and curly eyelashes casting shadows under her eyes. She pulled off King Qin's jade pendant from her waist and said, "I don't know if the Queen Mother doesn't see you, but King Qin is qualified to see you."

"King Qin."

The blood on Mrs. Han's body was frozen into ice layer by layer, starting from the spine and going down.

She looked at the eagle-shaped jade pendant in her hand, her eyes red, "He is the King of Qin and he can't tolerate him. He can't tolerate my son. He has killed his brothers and sisters and is so cruel and violent. He is not worthy of being the king of Qin. Sooner or later he will receive retribution."

, he will be punished!"

"Retribution, hahahaha"

The woman cried and laughed in the wind and snow, and the horrifying sounds flowed in the palace, piercing Baitao's mind from all directions.

Baitao pursed her lips and said, "You think Cheng Jiao was harmed by King Qin, so you hate him."
To be continued...