"Nothing,"
The two walked into the room, which was also empty.
The once magnificent palace was now filled with desolation and loneliness, with only two candles lit, dark and cold.
The window was not properly closed, and a gust of cold wind blew in, carrying an indescribable scent.
These people were all opportunists. The Second Prince was gravely ill, and Consort Xian's influence could not reach this place, making them even more negligent.
It was truly a miracle that this person was still alive.
Zhuo Qiao walked over, took down a lantern, and carried it towards the inner room. Bai Li Chongyan followed closely beside her, and soon they saw the Second Prince lying in bed, breathing feebly.
Having been in bed for so long, he had lost his former arrogance. He was emaciated, his breathing shallow. If he had been elsewhere, he might have been mistaken for dead.
Despite being prepared, Bai Li Chongyan was still somewhat surprised to see him in such a state.
"He..."
Zhuo Qiao's voice was cold as she replied, "He brought it upon himself. He reaps what he sows."
Bai Li Chongyan, lost in thought, asked, "You brought me to see him, is that all?"
To let him feel better by seeing this pathetic state?
"It's not enough, of course."
Zhuo Qiao chuckled. Her voice, unlike her usual cheerful tone, was filled with malice. "I promised you something fun to watch, and we haven't seen it yet."
She lifted her hand, and a blast of cold wind, colder than before, swept in, making Bai Li Chongyan uncomfortable.
Zhuo Qiao moved closer and said to the empty room, "Come out."
Someone?
Bai Li Chongyan immediately took a defensive stance.
But after a while, the room remained quiet, and no one appeared.
"I forgot you can't see."
Zhuo Qiao waved her hand in front of his eyes, and two figures immediately appeared before Bai Li Chongyan... no, two ghosts.
One looked exactly like the woman beside him, a female ghost with a fierce expression and radiating resentment, surrounded by dark energy.
Beside her stood the ghost of the Second Prince, who was held by the female ghost with something unseen. He stood meekly beside her, his eyes vacant, his entire being radiating fear and unease.
He glanced up at the two figures, then quickly lowered his head, only to raise it again.
"You're better!?"
Bai Li Chongyan nodded indifferently.
The Second Prince became agitated. "How can you be better? You're a cripple! You're in that state, how can you recover? Cripple, cripple!"
The woman beside him yanked him forcefully, as if his neck were being squeezed. He struggled in pain.
"Shut up!"
The woman released him. He clutched his neck, his face pale, and coughed repeatedly before recovering.
"You're actually better, how did you get better!"
Bai Li Chongyan, too lazy to explain, remained silent.
After a moment, the Second Prince seemed to remember something and exclaimed in shock, "You can actually see me! Why can you see me? Why can't they all see me?"
Ever since that woman dragged him out, he couldn't go back.
He could only watch his body deteriorate day by day. Those damned servants drank the gruel meant for him and didn't care for his body, leaving him to fend for himself.
He roared in anger, wanting them to save him, but no one heard.
Why could he hear himself speak?
"Of course, I made him able to see you," Zhuo Qiao said. The Second Prince immediately looked over and was almost blinded by the golden light emanating from her.
"Ah!"
He began to cover his eyes and scream again.
The woman impatiently tightened her grip on the rope, stopping him.
"If you dare to make noise again, I'll kill you!"
The Second Prince forgot that he was already dying and his soul had left his body. He had been tormented so severely in recent days that he had forgotten to resist.
He could only nod meekly.
"I won't dare, please don't kill me."
Song Qiao, who had once been completely obedient to him, had now become a female ghost holding his life in her hands, tormenting him at every moment.
Later, he realized that the person he had seen that day was no longer Song Qiao. Song Qiao was dead, and her body had been occupied by this woman.
Remembering something, he suddenly knelt and shouted towards Song Qiao, "I know I was wrong! Will you let me go? I apologize to him, Sixth Brother, I was wrong! I truly know I was wrong! Let me go, I don't want to be in this half-dead state! Let me go, let me go!"