After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God - Chapter 736
Chapter 736: The Four Aristocratic Families Proclaim Vassal, Identity Revealed (3)
The white-robed emperor fell silent for a moment before speaking suddenly, “What were you thinking as you stared at JIANG Haiping just now?”
Si Fuqing hadn’t expected him to be so keen as to notice whom she was looking at.
She hesitated for a moment before writing in his palm.
—Death.
“People die,” he seemed somewhat surprised, then added calmly, “Everyone dies. As long as one is human, they will die, including me.”
Si Fuqing’s eyelashes fluttered slightly as she fell into silence.
Yes, you will die, at the age of twenty-seven, only thirteen years left.
But in these thirteen years, you have done far more than in the past thirteen hundred years.
“I promised you to conquer the world,” he raised an eyebrow, “This is the first step. I know your time is short, so I moved the coronation ceremony to today. I won’t emphasize ceremony, but I still want you to see it. Rest first, what do you need? Just tell me.”
Si Fuqing’s eyes lit up as she wrote a few words.
“Needles, thread, and fabric?” he didn’t ask, “Alright, I’ll have someone send them over.”
Soon, guards brought the requested items. Si Fuqing sat down on the spot and began embroidering the dragon robe.
She was arranged in a place with a broad view where she could witness the coronation ceremony of Emperor Yin.
The coronation of Emperor Yin was the will of the people.
Si Fuqing looked up, watching as the young emperor stepped up the stairs step by step, heading towards the highest point.
Below, the courtiers bowed, and the officials prostrated themselves.
On the 6th of May, 671 in the Xia calendar, Emperor Yin ascended to the throne, expressing his ambitions for the world, yielding to the subjects of the Five States, founding the capital Yong’an, and naming the era “Tianhe,” ushering in the “Golden Age of Tianhe.”
The mountains and rivers stood firm, and the Great Xia Dynasty lasted forever.
This was one of the most important turning points in the history of the Great Xia Dynasty, extensively recorded in historical texts.
But no director dared to film it.
Not to mention Emperor Yin, but it was difficult even to find actors that could portray JIANG Haiping and Mo Yanfeng.
And now, she had witnessed this scene with her own eyes.
The glorious era of Great Xia Dynasty began today.
After this, he would end the chaos, pacify the world, govern the Five States, expel the barbarians, and protect the borders.
He would later establish the name of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, intimidating the entire Western Continent.
The only regret was his short lifespan.
Si Fuqing’s gaze was dazed.
It would be great if he could live a little longer.
As if sensing her gaze, on the steps, the young emperor suddenly turned his head and looked in her direction.
His eyes were deep, difficult to fathom.
At the same time, Si Fuqing heard the long-lost game system prompt.
[Reminder: Subsequent transmigration requires the use of a gaming pod. Please log in with the gaming pod and enjoy your game.]
Si Fuqing was bounced back to the login space again.
This time, she was quite calm.
Numerous experiences had taught her not to harbor any hope for the game.
But fortunately, she had spent a long time this time, allowing her to finish embroidering the dragon robe.
Si Fuqing took off the gaming helmet, and it was already dawn outside.
She contacted JI Xingzhi, “Hasn’t my gaming pod arrived yet?”
“It’s still stuck at customs,” JI Xingzhi scratched his head, “I heard there’s some trouble in the Free State, so it’ll take at least another month.”
Si Fuqing frowned, “So long?”
“What’s wrong?” JI Xingzhi was puzzled, “Are you going to the Ten Deadly Lands? The gaming helmets in other places should suffice.”
“No,” Si Fuqing paused, lowering her voice, “I’m afraid he can’t wait.”
JI Xingzhi was stunned, “Who?”
“It’s nothing,” Sifu Qing came back to herself, “I’ve sent you a few formation diagrams. You can use them.”
“Thank you, big brother,” JI Xingzhi was very happy, “Big brother, the revival of our JI family relies entirely on you. You carry all the hopes of our JI family!”
Si Fuqing was cold and merciless, “Don’t feed me the same empty promises your grandfather gave you. They don’t work on me.”
JI Xingzhi: “…”
“By the way,” SI Fuqing thought for a moment, “Does the library of the JI family have books by JI Chunyuan? Can you lend them to me?”
“JI Chunyuan?” JI Xingzhi was stunned again, “Why are you suddenly interested in him? Yes, we have them. What do you want to see from him?”
“Just want to know more,” Si Fuqing looked absent-minded, “Just send them to me.”
“Okay,” JI Xingzhi readily agreed, “I’ll send them directly to you. Oh, by the way, my old man happens to be going to Sijiu City. You don’t have to be polite to him. He only knows how to make empty promises.”
After the call ended, Si Fuqing sat on the bed for a while, lost in thought, before finally getting up.
She tidied up quickly and took Yuejian to Sijiu City First Hospital.
Although the program team had the day off today, Wei Chengyun, two returned overseas postdoctoral fellows, and a few interns were still working overtime.
Several interns were surprised to see Si Fuqing.
They had their task targets, but Si Fuqing was a celebrity guest and wasn’t restricted. Yet she was still working so hard?
Si Fuqing greeted Wei Chengyun and the others before heading straight to Qin Yusong’s office.
Qin Yusong was already waiting.
Si Fuqing clasped her hands together, “Sorry for keeping you waiting, Teacher Qin.”
“It’s okay, I arrived early,” Qin Yusong waved it off, “Please, have a seat. And who is this?”
“This is my assistant,” Si Fuqing said, “I’ll need her help during the treatment process.”
“To be honest, I’m quite nervous,” Qin Yusong exhaled slowly, “If, if it really works…”
He didn’t dare to think further because it was just wishful thinking.
“Teacher Qin, relax,” Si Fuqing comforted him, “Just think of it as a dream.”
Qin Yusong had been tense all along, until Yuejian hypnotized him.
“Little junior sister, if there’s any discomfort, you must speak up,” Yuejian still couldn’t rest assured, “I’m afraid your current physical strength can’t withstand my evolved abilities.”
Even though there were no side effects during the replication process, they could still follow closely afterward.
“Okay,” Si Fuqing closed her eyes, “Third senior sister, wait for me outside.”
Yuejian left the ward.
Qin Yusong felt like he had been in a long dream.
Until the snapping of fingers brought him abruptly awake.
He opened his eyes, meeting Si Fuqing’s caring gaze. “Teacher Qin, awake?”
“I…” Qin Yusong raised his hand, intending to rub his head.
But in that moment of raising his hand, he trembled.
As a doctor, he was extremely sensitive to his own hands.
His hand…
Qin Yusong clasped and then released his hand.
Very steady.
Even steadier than before.
Qin Yusong stared blankly at his own hand.
His hand, it had really been healed?
“Teacher Qin, the treatment went smoothly,” Si Fuqing rubbed her temples and smiled, “I didn’t deceive you, did I? It was just the time for a nap.”
“When Elder Cai told me about it, I didn’t believe it at first, but I didn’t expect it to be so miraculous,” Qin Yusong took a deep breath, raising his head. His voice trembled slightly, “You’re Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand, aren’t you, Miss Si?”
Si Fuqing’s eyes sharpened.
She remained silent for two seconds. “You’re quite smart, Teacher Qin.”
