flstandardbreds Chapter 138 Why?
Chapter 138 Why?
After Shen Tangan heard what the witch doctor said, she was moved and an idea flashed through her mind. She stared at the witch doctor and asked, "Can this kind of witchcraft backfire on the caster?"
The witch doctors looked at each other and hesitated for a moment. One of the older witch doctors slowly spoke: "Madam, if this witchcraft is performed properly, it can backfire. But the method of backfire is extremely dangerous. If you make a mistake, you will be punished by heaven."
Shen Tangan sneered: "God's punishment? When Shen Qingwan did such a vicious thing, did she ever think that there would be God's punishment? You don't have to worry, this princess will protect you. Tell me, how can we make this witchcraft backfire on her?"
The witch doctors felt relieved when they heard what Shen Tangan said. The older witch doctor continued, "My lady, this witchcraft requires something close to the person who casts the spell, plus a drop of the person's blood. Seal it together with the insect in a special formation, and the effect of the witchcraft will be transferred to the person who casts the spell. However, the person who casts the spell cannot detect it during this period, otherwise all the previous efforts will be wasted."
Shen Tangan nodded slightly: "Okay, this princess orders you to do it according to this method. On the surface, you have to pretend to still act according to Shen Qingwan's plan, and don't reveal any flaws. But secretly, you have to transfer this witchcraft technique to her quietly, so that she can also experience the taste of suffering from her own actions."
The witch doctors quickly responded, "Yes, Madam. But this process will take some time, Madam, so you need to give us more time to prepare."
Shen Tangan thought for a moment and said, "I will give you three days to complete this task. If you do it well, I will not only reward you handsomely, but will also ensure your safety in the capital. If you don't do it well..."
Although she hadn't finished her words, the coldness in her eyes was chilling.
The witch doctors were so frightened that they trembled all over and kowtowed quickly: "Don't worry, your Majesty, we will do our best."
After the witch doctors left, Shen Tangan returned to the palace and informed Mu Chenye of the matter.
Mu Chenye frowned: "Tang'er, this witchcraft is evil after all, is there any danger in doing this?"
Shen Tangan shook his head: "Your Majesty, I will not put myself in danger. Since those witch doctors dare to do such a thing, they must have a way to deal with it. I just want Shen Qingwan to get the punishment she deserves. She is so cruel, she must not be let off easily."
Mu Chenye sighed softly: "Well, I believe you know your limits. But you have to be careful at all times and don't let her notice."
Three days later, the witch doctors came to the palace again and reported to Shen Tangan: "My queen, everything has been prepared. According to your instructions, Shen Qingwan's personal belongings and blood have been obtained, and the formation has been set up. We are just waiting for the full moon tonight, so that the witchcraft can backfire on her."
Shen Tangan nodded with satisfaction: "Well done. This princess wants to see this scene in person tonight."
When the moon was full, several witch doctors were seen under the moon, muttering to themselves and waving some strange magical instruments in their hands.
After a while, a faint light flashed, and a shrill scream suddenly came from Shen Qingwan's room.
Shen Qingwan suddenly felt a sharp pain in her sleep, as if millions of insects were gnawing at her body.
The pain was like a surging tide, sweeping over her wave after wave, spreading from her limbs to her internal organs.
She opened her eyes in horror, but found herself unable to move, as if she was tightly bound by an invisible net.
"How is this going?"
Shen Qingwan screamed in horror, her voice trembling uncontrollably.
Her eyes were wide open, full of fear and confusion, trying to find the answer in the dark room.
She only felt as if there was an evil force running around in her body, and wherever it went, it brought a piercing pain.
The power seemed to have a consciousness of its own, rushing through her meridians and blood vessels. Wherever it passed, it felt like it was burned by fire and frozen by ice. The severe pain from the alternating cold and heat almost made her faint.
Her face gradually became distorted, veins popped out on her forehead, and cold sweat poured down like rain, soaking her clothes in an instant.
"Those witch doctors must have betrayed me!"
Shen Qingwan said with gritted teeth, her eyes full of resentment.
But at this moment, she had no time to think about how to take revenge on those witch doctors. The severe pain in her body had occupied all her thoughts.
She struggled painfully in the room, her body twisting on the bed, her hands tightly clutching the quilt, her knuckles turning white from the force.
The maids heard the noise and came in. When they saw her like this, they were so frightened that they didn't know what to do.
"Go get the doctor!"
Shen Qingwan shouted weakly, her voice as feeble as a candle in the wind.
However, after the doctor came, he took the patient's pulse, looked at the tongue, and conducted a careful examination, but could not find any symptoms.
The doctor frowned, looking confused, and could only shake his head helplessly and leave.
As time went by, Shen Qingwan's health became worse and worse. The evil power seemed to have not stopped yet, and new pain came.
Her originally beautiful face became haggard, and her skin gradually lost its luster, becoming sallow and loose.
Suddenly, her face began to itch unbearably, as if countless ants were crawling and biting her face.
This itch went deep into my bones and was more unbearable than the previous pain.
Shen Qingwan couldn't help but raise her hands and scratch her face.
Her nails scratched across her cheeks, leaving only a few shallow red marks at first, but the itchy sensation did not ease with scratching, but instead became more intense.
Shen Qingwan seemed to be crazy, scratching her face non-stop, her nails digging deeply into her flesh.
Blood oozed from her cheek, flowed down her fingers, dyed her hands red, and dripped onto the bed.
Her face was covered in blood from the scratches she had made. Her originally delicate features became blurred, and the scratches crisscrossed each other, looking extremely scary.
When the prince heard what was happening here with Shen Qingwan, he already disliked her so he just sent a servant to check on her.
When the servant saw Shen Qingwan's horrific appearance after her disfigurement, he was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground, and crawled back to report to the prince.
When the prince heard this, his brows furrowed and his disgust grew even stronger. Without hesitation, he ordered her to be moved to a remote corner of the mansion and no longer pay any attention to her.
Shen Qingwan lay on the simple bed in the remote room, her eyes empty and lifeless.
She knew that this was all her own fault, but it was too late to regret now.
But she hates it!
These revenges should have been taken against Shen Tangan, but those witch doctors dared to betray her!
Why should Shen Tangan always be so high and mighty? She should be stepped on by me and never be able to stand up again!
Why!
Why on earth!