pertwk Chapter 2312 Making a Move Right Under the Nose's Nose
Chapter 2312 Making a Move Right Under the Nose's Nose
Chapter 2312 Making a Move Right Under the Nose's Nose
The guards carried her body back to Aunt Zeng's house, bowed, and left.
As for Xiao Yu and the other two maids, she instructed her subordinates to handle them and, while she was at it, to retrieve some sealing beads and preservatives from the storeroom.
Xiao Yu had always been a rival to her and had even made things difficult for her several times. Mei Wu Niang always followed Jiu You's instructions and tried her best to maintain her persona of being "beautiful, hardworking, but not very bright," and didn't stoop to Xiao Yu's level. Otherwise, given her true nature, she would have at least ruined Xiao Yu's face.
Now, this woman has died quietly in the secret room.
Whether in life or after death, they are worthless; they are merely tools and consumables.
This is a true reflection of the vast majority of maids in the Heavenly Palace. Mei Wu Niang originally thought that Aunt Zeng, as the most trusted elder by the master's side, could escape this label by virtue of the deep bond between master and servant, but little did she know that she still couldn't escape it in the end.
After closing the door, Mei Wuniang leaned against it and slowly slid down to sit on the floor, beads of cold sweat seeping out from her back.
Thank goodness! If Aunt Zeng had chosen her instead of Xiao Yu to go upstairs, she would be the one collecting the corpse right now!
It turns out I had already been on the verge of death.
Now she finally understood why the Nine Nether Emperor repeatedly told her to be careful and cautious in the Heavenly Palace, and not to use her femme fatale nature or her ability to manipulate others in the slightest!
In this place, her beauty has limited effect.
In this place, her cleverness and intelligence could easily bring her to her death.
Isn't Aunt Zeng the best example? Everyone says she's the old master's most trusted servant, isn't she clever and shrewd? But so what?
A servant is a servant; he can never rise up and become the master.
The Nine Nether Emperor, with his keen insight, instructed her from the moment she infiltrated Aunt Zeng's side to cleverly use her persona and maintain a distance from Aunt Zeng. He did not want her to use her beauty and wit to climb to the top, because he saw all too clearly that there was no such thing as a top in the Heavenly Palace; everyone was a servant of the gods.
The closer one gets to the chief envoy of Duyun and the gods, the more secrets one learns, and the closer one gets to death!
Aunt Zeng had served the old mastermind for over thirty years and had heard countless secrets. How could the Heavenly Palace allow her to leave alive?
Her fate was almost sealed. Once Mei Wuniang became her confidante, she was more likely to be implicated—just like Xiao Yu.
Now, she had more important things to do. Mei Wu Niang took a deep breath, respectfully bowed to Aunt Zeng's remains, and sobbed a few more times in sorrow:
"Aunt Zeng, don't worry. Your kindness to me is as heavy as a mountain. I will personally escort you back to your hometown! Now, now we must first preserve your youthful appearance, otherwise, the journey is long and you will not be able to return to your hometown in the best possible condition."
Although she was crying, these few words were filled with genuine emotion, each one like a cuckoo's cry of blood.
Most importantly, she speaks slowly and clearly.
Aunt Zeng is already dead; she just checked, and even her soul isn't inside her body. So these words are specifically for the "omniscient being."
The Star-Picking Tower is the earthly abode of the gods. Once the gods' divine thoughts sweep over this place, all filth and mystery will have nowhere to hide—at least that's what the Heavenly Palace itself claims.
Mei Wu Niang also knew of a maid who was incredibly audacious and reckless, frequently stealing other maids' belongings. The palace had investigated several times but hadn't been able to trace it back to her, so she assumed no one knew what she was doing. Later, she secretly sold information about the Heavenly Palace to officials in the royal court.
This immediately exposed her, and the Heavenly Palace sent people to arrest her on the spot and hang her head as a warning to the public.
It is clear that the "watchful gaze of God" is not unfounded; it's just that there are some minor matters that the gods simply can't be bothered with, and even if they see them, they pretend not to.
Even though it was a private room where Mei Wu Niang was alone, she still had to be very careful with every step she took when dealing with Aunt Zeng's body, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the gods.
Since the mastermind of Xinduyun assigned her to escort Aunt Zeng back to her hometown, it was necessary for Tong Yiyi to personally prepare Aunt Zeng's remains and preserve them. The gods had no reason to object.
After a person dies, the body begins to decompose and needs to be handled promptly.
In the past, when a high-ranking elder in the Heavenly Palace passed away, there was always a fixed procedure for handling the funeral arrangements. As a high-ranking maid, "Tong Yiyi" had handled this matter no less than three or four times, so she was quite skilled at it.
She first put up ice talismans in the four corners of the room, and the temperature quickly dropped to frost.
Cooling down is necessary to preserve freshness.
Then, she took out several sealing beads and sealed the deceased's mouth, nose, ears, and other acupoints on his body one by one.
Aunt Zeng was also a practitioner in her lifetime, and her physical strength far surpassed that of ordinary people. As long as she could become a body without flaws, the rate of decay would be greatly reduced.
Then, Mei Wu Niang repeatedly brushed a special medicine onto the deceased's body, dressed her, and tidied her appearance.
Having completed this step, the disposal work was temporarily concluded. Mei Wu Niang stood up, bowed to the remains, and quickly left the freezing room.
The procedures for handling the body seemed to be in accordance with the rules, but she actually did something tampered with them, so she was still on tenterhooks.
But after waiting for more than half an hour, no one came to bother her.
Mei Wu Niang's heart was finally at ease.
Although the Star-Picking Tower is an area frequently scanned by the divine senses of the gods, they probably wouldn't want to look too closely at something like dealing with the old woman's body.
Therefore, there is room for her to manipulate things here.
……
The Demon Emperor and his ministers were discussing matters when a long, drawn-out bell suddenly rang out from the east.
"when--"
One sound after another pierced the twilight and echoed throughout most of Lingxu City.
A total of thirty-six shots were fired.
Upon hearing the third sound, Nie Xiaolou was moved: "The mastermind has finally passed away."
The most powerful person below the gods, and the chief envoy of the Heavenly Palace who held power for nearly a hundred years, has finally passed away.
"That old man refused to relinquish power until his death. How long has the Heavenly Palace waited for this day?" The Demon Emperor's enormous dragon body swam down from the pillar. "I'll go first. You and the officials will come up the mountain together later."
Nie Xiaolou bowed and agreed.
White clouds drifted outside the palace year-round, and the Demon Emperor's slender figure swept over the white jade railing and disappeared into the clouds.
Nie Xiaolou saw clusters of auspicious clouds flying towards Xushan, with the blue dragon's body appearing and disappearing in the clouds, which was quite miraculous.
This is what it truly means to ride the clouds and mist.
In the blink of an eye, he was the only one left in the main hall.
Nie Xiaolou exhaled a puff of white steam, turned around, and strode out. This was a place with rules; he couldn't just jump over the railing like the Demon Emperor.
These things weighed heavily on his mind.
The old mastermind and the Emperor had not gotten along for many years, but his passing was truly not a good thing.
He was old, tactful and not radical, and always kept the scale of the struggle in check.
With his departure, the next head of the Heavenly Palace will soon be chosen. Both candidates are still young, and their performance is much more radical than that of the old head.
Whoever takes over as mastermind, the relationship between the Heavenly Palace and the Demon Emperor will face a tremendous test.
(End of this chapter)