Ghost in the palace-Chapter 130: becoming more beautiful
The wind outside the marketplace carried the noise of vendors, carts, and faraway chatter, but none of it mattered to Empress Lian An. She walked with confident steps, her three ghosts following with floating impatience.
Fen Yu, still sulking, played with her transparent sleeves.
Li Shen drifted beside her like a bored scholar.
Wei Rong, the ghost general, kept glancing around as if expecting a new enemy hidden behind every street stall.
They were returning from Ghost Alley and the old shaman’s hidden world—an experience that still felt unreal, even though the parchments and swords in their ghostly hands proved it had happened.
Fen Yu complained for the fifteenth time in ten minutes,
"I was so pretty in that dream world... I should have stayed longer."
Li Shen scoffed.
"You were caught by your own desires and cried for ten minutes straight."
"I DID NOT!" Fen Yu wailed.
Wei Rong added dryly,
"You cried loud enough to shake the sigil."
"I WAS EMOTIONAL!" she protested.
Lian An just sighed.
This was her life now.
Three overpowered, dramatic ghosts and one secret mission to purify ghost-breeding.
But she was unexpectedly... happy.
Because for the first time in both her lives, she had companions.
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The Friend Waiting Outside the Whisper Bowl
When the Whisper Bowl finally appeared, workers were sweeping the early dust, carrying bricks to the side yard, and boiling broth in giant pots. But in front of the door—
Yao Qing stood like a worried mother hen, pacing so frantically she almost left footprints in the ground.
The twins sat on a bench, panting and exhausted.
The moment Yao Qing saw the Empress, she ran as if someone owed her money.
"FINALLY! Where were you?!"
She grabbed Lian An’s arm tightly.
"I sent the twins three times! I nearly died worrying!"
Lian An gently removed her friend’s hand.
"I went to the palace."
Yao Qing froze.
"The... palace?! Why?"
"To warn my maid," Lian An said with perfect calm.
"She must not slip up. If the Emperor finds out I’m outside while pretending to be sick, everything is finished."
Yao Qing exhaled so loudly the nearby chickens ran.
"Good, good! You scared me! If that stupid Emperor finds out—oh heavens—we’re done."
Lian An smiled faintly inside.
(If only her friend knew the Emperor was actually gardening here two hours ago.)
Yao Qing continued,
"He went out today for some work, so he won’t bother us or say anything. Don’t worry."
The Empress maintained her neutral face.
Her friend had no idea she’d been fighting ghosts, gaining power, and touching sigils.
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"Why do you look... glowing?"
Yao Qing finally stepped back and stared.
"...Wait. Why do you look so beautiful today?"
The Empress blinked. "Do I?"
Yao Qing circled her like a hawk.
"No powder, no rouge... but your skin—why is it glowing like jade? And your eyes—why so bright? What did you do? Eat something? A rare herb?"
Before the Empress could stop anything—
Fen Yu floated in proudly.
"It’s because of cultivation! The spiritual upgrade made all of us look divine!"
"Fen Yu—!" Lian An hissed.
But the ghost continued loudly.
"We all became prettier! Even I got twenty marriage proposals from male ghosts while walking!"
Lian An choked on air.
"...Marriage... proposals?"
Fen Yu nodded exaggeratedly.
"They said I look prettier than the Miss World Ghost!"
The Empress blinked.
"...You... have a Miss World... ghost... competition?"
Fen Yu lifted her chin proudly.
"Yes! Very prestigious."
Li Shen folded his arms.
"And this foolish woman gave your ring to a lying ghost."
Fen Yu exploded.
"I SAID I’M SORRY! STOP MENTIONING IT!"
Wei Rong’s voice was cold.
"She is banned from dating."
"Yes," Li Shen added. "Absolutely not."
Fen Yu covered her non-existent face.
"My love life is dead even when I’m dead!"
Lian An sighed.
"You promised no dating."
The female ghost drooped.
"...Fine..."
The two male ghosts gained satisfaction like strict parents.
"We need to meditate," Wei Rong said.
"No more distractions."
"Agreed," Li Shen said.
Lian An nodded.
"Go upstairs. I’ll meet the merchant."
They vanished instantly, leaving the air glowing with spiritual energy.
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The Empress Bathes — A New Aura
Inside her small room, the Empress poured warm water and washed her face.
Instantly—
Her skin looked brighter, smoother, almost illuminated from within.
The more she wiped, the clearer it became:
The sigil and spiritual awakening had completely changed her aura.
Her skin was porcelain.
Her eyes shone like stars.
Her hair shimmered like silk.
She touched her cheek, stunned.
No powder could do this.
No beauty secret.
No herb.
This was pure spiritual transformation.
She hurried to dress in a clean but simple outfit, tied her hair loosely, and stepped into the hall.
And then—
the world froze.
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The Restaurant Stops Breathing
Workers renovating the doorframe stopped mid-hammer.
The trainees practicing order-taking dropped their slates.
The freed slaves carrying rice bags forgot to blink.
Yu Mian, the merchant, tripped on nothing and nearly died on the spot.
Complete silence.
Someone whispered:
"She looks like a fairy..."
Another murmured,
"Her skin... is glowing..."
A third sighed dreamily,
"It’s because her husband loves her so much."
Lian An nearly choked.
Workers nodded earnestly.
"Yes! Husband’s love makes wives glow!"
"He gave her so many roses! Fifty!"
"And he did a hundred squats to apologize!"
"And he even gardened for her today!"
Another one added with envy,
"A man like that is rare..."
Yao Qing pinched the bridge of her nose.
Then leaned toward Lian An and whispered:
"Cheap man... pretending to be good... everyone thinks he’s some perfect husband. If only they knew how cruel he is. In love with Lady Chen like a fool."
Only the Empress heard.
She sighed.
The world was praising the Emperor for being a perfect, loving husband. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
Meanwhile her friend called him the cheapest, most useless man alive.
Both were technically correct.
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A Fairy Walks Among Mortals
When Lian An stepped inside, her beauty hit the room like sunlight.
Workers whispered:
"She looks like someone from the heavens..."
"She walks like a noble woman..."
"No, like a goddess!"
Yu Mian bowed immediately.
"M-Miss Lian... you look... different today."
The Empress only smiled modestly.
She didn’t deny.
She didn’t explain.
She simply moved forward like water—smooth, calm, unbothered.
Every pair of eyes followed her.
Even the women stared with admiration instead of jealousy.
"She looks blessed..."
"Yes, her husband must adore her."
"They must have a deep love."
Lian An held back a laugh.
Love?
Her husband was probably plotting ten new ways to blackmail her for cooking dinner.
But she let the misunderstanding stay.
Let the workers believe their boss had a loving marriage.
Let them believe she was supported, cherished, adored.
Let them think roses and squats and gardening meant love.
She would correct nothing.
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