OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess

When Bai Zhi’er and the others rushed in.

Prince Qing held a sharp dagger, aimed directly at his left wrist.

A few fangshi stood by, and a brazier on the ground was burning fiercely.

The ground was littered with the ashes of yellow talismans, filled with smoke and miasma!

Yet Prince Qing’s face was full of resolve. Ignoring Prince Rui’s dissuasion, he said firmly and coldly, "Dripping blood into the basin, can it really make Jiang Ying know that I am summoning her back?"

Prince Qing was asking a fangshi beside him.

The fangshi, with a crafty appearance and greying beard yet black hair, nodded as he stroked his beard, pretentiously mysterious: "All wandering spirits will return upon hearing the call of those they once knew."

"As long as Your Highness is ruthless enough to use your essence blood for the summoning, how could you not summon Miss Jiang?"

"Good." Prince Qing replied swiftly, raising the dagger to pierce his own wrist.

Prince Rui was shocked and rushed to grab the dagger.

But Prince Qing had better skills, easily evading him.

Seeing this, Prince Kang hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Fourth brother, what are you doing, have you really gone mad?"

"If Jiang Ying knows you are going to hurt yourself, wouldn’t she really feel guilty?"

Prince Rui, sweating profusely, echoed: "Yes, and if second brother finds out about this..."

Prince Qing shook them off, almost hysterical, his eyes bloodshot.

"Stop persuading me! Whatever means, as long as they say there’s even a slight chance of bringing Jiang Ying back, I’ll try it."

"I don’t want her to leave so unresolved, I want to see her, I want to see her!"

At this moment, a clear and sharp voice rang out: "Even if you chop off your wrist, you still won’t summon her."

Everyone paused, turning their heads towards the entrance.

Bai Zhi’er, supporting her mother, walked in slowly.

Prince Qing furrowed his brows suspiciously: "Who are you?"

The voice sounded so familiar, yet from years past, Prince Qing couldn’t recall where he had heard it.

Jing Jia spoke indifferently: "Who I am is not important, what’s important is, you’ve been deceived."

"Jiang Ying is an ordinary person. By cutting your wrist and using blood for summoning, you can’t summon her."

"Moreover, even if you could summon someone, it wouldn’t be Jiang Ying, but an evil ghost drawn by the scent of blood, looking for a substitute!"

Upon hearing this, Prince Kang took a sharp intake of breath.

After all, he was aware of his second sister-in-law’s capabilities.

Prince Kang hastily said to Prince Qing: "Fourth brother, did you hear that? This matter is nothing but harm, no benefit, we cannot do it."

He looked at the few fangshi beside them: "Where did you Jianghu swindlers come from? Coming up with such a harmful plan, aren’t you afraid of bad karma shortening your lives!"

"Get out now, or I’ll hold you accountable, each of you will get a hundred heavy strokes!"

The fangshi exchanged glances.

They feared Prince Kang, yet they also wanted to earn Prince Qing’s silver.

In the shaman business, of course, they knew when a client was anxious, it was a good time for deception.

Prince Qing, like someone possessed, was even more suitable to be continuously manipulated with supernatural pretexts to extract money.

Therefore, they were reluctant to leave.

Faced with such a big money tree, they’d rather risk everything to persuade!

"Prince Kang, we are known practitioners in the Capital, Your Highness can inquire about us, we have never swindled or deceived anyone."

"The reason we proposed this method to His Highness Prince Qing is that the young lady he seeks, died with a grievance!"

"If she doesn’t see Prince Qing self-harming, she absolutely refuses to come over, we do not want it to be like this either."