Chapter 239: The Little Mistress’s Bad Luck Takes Over

It was said that she should place the wooden carving facing the direction of Qianqing Palace at noon each day, and once the red light appeared, it should be taken out of the palace.

At that time, she thought the faceless carving was something sinister. Now, seeing the red light, she felt distressed.

“Your Majesty, is something wrong?” a palace maid asked from outside.

Concubine Hui angrily ordered the maid to leave. She approached and removed the brocade quilt, finding the faceless carving still glowing red, but now also with black mist.

How unfortunate!

Concubine Hui cursed Di Hongluan inwardly, “That girl is always dealing with bizarre things. I don’t know what she’s up to.”

“Cuixin.” Concubine Hui called her trusted maid and wrapped the faceless carving in a black cloth. “Find a way to take this out of the palace and place it in the previous Ci’an Hall.”

Cuixin, her trusted aide, was meticulous in her work.

After Cuixin left, Concubine Hui, unable to sleep due to anxiety and thirst, stumbled over a chair and instinctively grabbed the tablecloth. The water jug fell on her head, knocking her out.

Before losing consciousness, Concubine Hui cursed fiercely, “So unlucky!”

…

Di Hongluan received the news in the middle of the night and had someone retrieve the item from Ci’an Hall. When she opened it, it was indeed the faceless carving.

She smiled. It seemed the evil spirit in the carving had succeeded.

She had stumbled upon this thing a few days ago. At the time, it was weak and needed imperial dragon energy for nourishment.

Reluctantly, she decided to let Concubine Hui help absorb some of the imperial dragon energy.

Di Hongluan touched the faceless carving, feeling the black mist and disliking it. “Anomalous Eyes, have you succeeded?”

“No.”

Di Hongluan was surprised. “Failed?”

This evil spirit had profound spiritual energy and was different from ordinary evil spirits. Ordinary evil spirits avoided imperial energy, but this one craved it.

It seemed to be an evil spirit fallen from a deity.

“What’s going on?”

The red-clothed evil spirit, trembling inside the wooden carving, thought of the fierce little girl from Luo Zifeng’s dream and felt a headache.

It was highly sensitive about its reputation and couldn’t admit such a shameful matter to others.

“You’re meddling too much.”

Di Hongluan was displeased. “When I helped you enter the palace to absorb imperial dragon energy, we agreed that you would give me the Anomalous Eyes. Now you want to go back on your word?”

“A mere mortal dares to control me?” The red-clad evil spirit was extremely arrogant.

“You’re injured.” Di Hongluan smiled, unafraid of such evil spirits.

“If it weren’t for your auspicious birth, you would already be dead.” The red-clad evil spirit suddenly emerged from the faceless wooden carving, its enchanting and malevolent face magnified in Di Hongluan’s eyes.

Di Hongluan felt a flash of red light before her eyes. “What are you doing inside my body?”

Anger flared.

A mere evil spirit dared to try and control her body?

“My birth chart naturally resists evil spirits. If you’re in my body, it’s equivalent to seeking death!”

“Don’t worry, I won’t harm you.” The evil spirit, acknowledging her excellent birth, couldn’t hurt her but could temporarily reside in her body. “I’m injured and need a suitable body to heal.”

He could enter Di Zian’s body because he was an evil spirit, attracting bad luck.

He could also enter Di Hongluan’s body due to her divine aura. This woman’s body was a prime vessel, able to contain divine energy.

Among the thousands of evil spirits, he was unique.

“How long are you planning to stay?” Di Hongluan gritted her teeth, unable to force the evil spirit out, which made her extremely agitated.

“A few days will be enough.” The evil spirit was leisurely. He and Di Hongluan were mutually exclusive; neither could harm the other.

Di Hongluan was frustrated when a commotion came from outside the door.

A maid screamed, “Help! The Prince Han’s residence is being robbed! There’s a thief!”

Di Hongluan opened the door. “Who… Bang!”

A person suddenly swung a stick at her. Di Hongluan’s brows furrowed sharply as she went to block it. As a military doctor, she was well-versed in close combat.

However, as she raised her hand, her arm suddenly cramped.

The stick hit her chest directly, causing her to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Just as she was about to see the attacker, a cloud of powder flew toward her.

The thief threw stone powder, burning Di Hongluan’s eyes.

Di Hongluan slumped to the ground, unable to see anything. Panicking, she shouted, “Help! Someone help!”

The Princess Han was the first to reach her daughter, protecting her, but then the thief kicked her in the face.

The Princess Han: ???

It was so sudden… so unlucky.

When the Prince Han arrived with his guards, the thief had already escaped.

Di Hongluan and the Princess Han had endured a beating for nothing.

The Princess Han cried loudly while holding Di Hongluan, her face swollen from the kick and a tooth lost, making it hard for her to speak clearly.

“Luan’er, what terrible misfortune have we encountered?”

Misfortune?

Di Hongluan sat dazed on the ground. Things were fine until the evil spirit entered her, and now she was in a heap of trouble.

“Stop crying.” The Prince Han said in a deep voice. His wife stopped crying, and Di Hongluan leaned uncomfortably against her mother.

The Prince Han ordered a doctor to come, and after ensuring his wife and daughter were not seriously injured, he went off to track down the thief.

Di Hongluan sat on the bed, feeling that something was wrong. Thinking about the black mist from the evil spirit, she asked, “What did you do?”

She inquired in her consciousness, facing a red mist mixed with black energy.

“Really unlucky!” The red-clad evil spirit complained.

“The extra black mist on you—is it bad luck? How can you have bad luck?”

The evil spirit grumbled, unsure himself.

It couldn’t possibly have been brought from that foolish boy, right?

It didn’t matter. As an evil spirit, he wasn’t afraid of bad luck, but the person he occupied would have bad luck.

The evil spirit remained silent, making Di Hongluan nearly mad with anger. The evil spirit was particularly arrogant and clearly reluctant to respond to her.

Di Hongluan, fuming, called the system.

“Investigate! Find out what’s going on! Otherwise, we’ll both disappear.”

[Ah] The system sighed. The host always used this threat to scare it, but it was very effective. [It’s bad luck. The host is currently afflicted with bad luck, and according to all available data, you will face severe misfortune from now on. Anyone who comes into contact with you will also suffer misfortune. In short, it’s very unlucky.]

Very unlucky…

Di Hongluan experienced it firsthand.

Today she had been inexplicably beaten and her eyes burned. Now she lay in bed, unable to see anything.

Her mother also suffered, her face swollen and a tooth lost, speaking somewhat unclearly.

“How can I resolve this?”

She didn’t want to be unlucky!

She was the transmigrated heroine. Always facing misfortune, how could she accomplish anything?

Those close to her would also be affected by bad luck, causing others to avoid her and ruining her heroine career.

[Currently, no solution can be found. The host will need to wait patiently.]

Wait patiently?

Di Hongluan, enraged, withdrew from her consciousness, slamming her fist into the bedpost. Her fingers instantly fractured, causing her pain and tears. Her already burnt eyes stung even more with the tears, leading to a severe headache.

“Mother… Mother, woo-woo…” Di Hongluan couldn’t hold on any longer. Even breathing felt like agony.