After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returned As a God

   Chapter 294 Young Emperor Yin, Facing the Qingwei of the Last Season [2 More]

   His eyes were pitch black, bottomless, without any temperature, only a cold color that could not be dissolved.

   Mingming Si Fuqing confirmed that he could not see her, but his glance made her feel that he could see everything.

   She raised her hand and shook it in front of the boy, then reached out to touch his hair.

  The boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the breath all over his body suddenly became sharp.

   He got up quickly, completely ignoring the wound on his body, and was about to leave the palace.

  Si Fuqing directly pressed him back again and forcibly covered him with the quilt.

   After rummaging in the palace for a long time, he found a box of silver needles. After sterilizing it, he began to sew up his wound.

  The boy's calm face finally showed an emotion called "surprise", and after a few seconds, it turned into cold anger, and he struggled hard.

   But he couldn't break free.

   He watched helplessly as a silver needle kept stitching up his wound.

   All this was beyond his imagination.

   For a while, even the young emperor's thoughts were stagnant.

   Soon, Si Fuqing sutured his wound easily, and then released the hand that imprisoned him.

The    system did not issue a warning.

  After all, Emperor Yin only died when he was twenty-seven years old. Now that he is nine years old, he will be fine no matter what.

   Even if she doesn't sew his wound, he can slowly recover.

   But she looked distressed.

   She couldn't do anything else, she could only make him soothe the pain.

   It is indeed impossible for history books to record such small things

   He suffered far more than recorded.

  The boy's expression returned to indifference, and he rearranged his clothes.

  Si Fuqing raised his eyebrows and admired his handsome features.

   Fortunately, he can't see her, she can play at will.

   Just as Si Fuqing was about to pull his hair, the door of the palace was suddenly kicked open.

   A big **** walked in, his expression was arrogant, and his words were full of ridicule and contempt: "Ninth prince, Second Highness is looking for you, do you still have leisure to rest here?"

   The boy raised his eyes and said in a low voice, "Go away."

   The **** was startled by his voice, and his face instantly turned ugly.

He took two steps forward and was about to grab the boy's arm: "I think you're going against the sky, don't you really think you're the prince? Do you have the prince's life? The imperial concubine doesn't want to see you. , arrogant for what?"

  The boy was terribly calm, but just looked at the big **** with dark eyes.

  Si Fuqing couldn't listen anymore, her eyes turned cold, she raised her legs, and kicked the old eunuch's heart.

   The old **** screamed and was kicked out of the palace at once.

   The boy's eyes narrowed slightly.

   He stood with his hands behind his back, turned his head slowly, and looked at Si Fuqing's position again.

   The old **** panicked and screamed hysterically: "Ghost, ghost!"

   Soon the Leng Palace side hall returned to silence.

   At this moment, when Si Fu heard him speak, his voice was cold and like a jewel: "Are you a ghost?"

  Si Fuqing squinted his eyes and asked the game system: "No one else felt it, why did he feel my presence in the first place? Can he still capture my position?"

  【Hint: Emperor Yin is not an ordinary person. 】

   Si Fuqing was stunned.

   Ziweixing descends from the sky, a master of luck, no matter how it is not related to ordinary.

   She can roughly speculate that the game system connects the past and the future, but it cannot completely travel.

   She is indeed a ghost to the young Emperor Yin.

  Si Fuqing thought thoughtfully: "Can he hear what I say?"

  【Hint: The level is not enough, temporarily unable to conduct sound. 】

  Si Fuqing: "..."

  Are you really putting this game on for her?

   Interaction like this seems to be no different from the development mini-games played by Yu Tang.

   The difference is that the person in front of her is a real person.

   is still the object of her admiration.

  Be cautious.

   Can't leave a bad impression.

   She must have scared him just now.

  Si Fuqing walked around this dilapidated palace, found a stone, and wrote a word on the ground.

Yes.

  The boy's eyes were calm, and he continued to ask: "This place has always been a cold palace. Are you the concubine who died in vain?"

  Si Fuqing wrote "No".

  The boy's expression loosened a bit, he didn't ask any more questions, he just said in a low voice, "Thank you."

   It's ridiculous to think about.

   His closest relatives never cared about him, and only wanted him to die.

   The person who really cared about him turned out to be a ghost who knew some medical skills.

   No wonder people say that ghosts are not scary, but the human heart is what is scary.

   "Then just follow me." The boy coughed, indifferently, without any emotion, "I will find someone to save you in the future."

  Si Fuqing could see clearly, even though he said so, his eyes still did not soften one bit.

   He didn't believe her.

Too.

   As an emperor, how can you trust others so much.

   At the age of nine, he has maturity that does not match his age. He is obviously dressed in commoner clothes, but he is majestic and cannot be looked down upon.

   Si Fuqing suddenly remembered a description.

   This young man was born with a face that would turn the world upside down.

   What are the ten kingdoms of the princes?

   When he wanted to fight, he fought in all directions,

   Presumably, ten years later, the young emperor who has ruled the world all the way to the Western Continent can already see the first clues at this moment.

   He was born to be a king.

   He used his strength to tell everyone that he had settled on the throne.

   In this world, he will also decide.

   Wherever the sun and the moon shine, and wherever the rivers come, it is summer soil.

  The golden scale is not a thing in the pool, it will turn into a dragon when it meets the wind and cloud.

   This man, known as the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow, is standing in front of her now.

  The boy turned around and returned to the palace: "I'm resting, you float for a while."

  Si Fuqing: "..."

  What makes her float for a while?

   She thought that she couldn't get rid of the idol, so she really went outside the palace for a walk.

   Outside are eunuchs and court ladies who have bullied teenagers.

   After tidying up these eunuchs and maids, Si Fuqing clapped his hands and returned to the dilapidated palace.

  The boy has fallen asleep.

   But even when he was sleeping, he was still in a defensive posture and was very vigilant.

  Si Fuqing stretched out his hand and poked his face again.

   He looked so good-looking when he was a child, what a disaster for the country and the people when he grew up?

   She has to have the same level of appearance as her boss.

   No wonder you have to wear a mask on the battlefield.

   Si Fuqing continued to poke.

   After a second, a faint voice sounded faintly: "My face, is it easy to touch?"

   Si Fuqing retracted his hand and quickly wrote three words on the ground.

--Feel good.

  The young man glanced at him, then turned around quickly and turned his back to her.

  Si Fuqing held her chin and was about to go outside to find some quilts. She just got up when the game system sound suddenly sounded.

  【The game time is over this week, please come back next time. 】

   In the next second, she was ejected by the game system and returned to the login space.

   She looked at the blank screen and fell into silence.

   There is a seven-day countdown in the upper right corner of the screen.

   Only let her play for an hour a week?

  What **** game planning.

  Si Fuqing quit the game and took off the game helmet.

  She opened her eyes.

   Into the eyes is the blue sky, and row upon row of high-rise buildings.

   There were twos and threes of the crew outside, and the laughter came from the reality she was familiar with.

   As if it was just a dream.

  Si Fuqing pushed open the door of the lounge, breathing slowly: "Sister Sang, pinch me a few times."

   "What's the matter?" Sang Yan was suspicious, "What do you want me to pinch you for?"

   "Quick, don't ask so much." Si Fuqing stretched out his arm, "I'll see if I'm dreaming."

  Sang Yanqing had no choice but to pinch her.

   But this pinch made his hand hurt even more.

  Sang Yanqing took a deep breath: "...you jumped out of a rock, right?!"

   Even if you work out all the year round, your body can't be like an iron wall, right?

   "Sorry, sorry." Si Fu folded his hands together, "The body is in a self-defense state, please forgive me."

  It was not a dream, she really saw Emperor Yin!

  Although it was only an hour, she had already poked Emperor Yin's face.

   This comeback package seems to be tailor-made for her.

   So she has to be more vigilant.

  The game can enhance the player's strength, but it will also put the player in a life-and-death situation.

   "Are you in a good mood?" Sang Yanqing was surprised, "Why, something good happened, can you tell me?"

  Si Fuqing blinked: "I met the person I like, he is so cute."

  Sang Yanqing was even more surprised: "Cute? How many people do you like? How do you describe it?"

   "He is nine years old now." Si Fuqing calculated, "I don't know how old he is next time I see him, and how long will I have to raise him."

   I really want to see him dominating the world directly.

   "Qingqing." Sang Yanqing put both hands on her shoulders, took a deep breath, and said earnestly, "Let's not do illegal things, okay? Start in three years, the highest death penalty, you should consider it carefully."

"There are a lot of people in the circle who want to chase you. In the past two days, other teams have been contacting me to say that they want to cooperate with you. If you really want to fall in love, I will not stop you, but nine years old is too young. In elementary school, no matter how cute you are, restrain yourself."

  Si Fuqing: "..."

   She slowly said, "I have such a beast?"

   "It's fine if it's not." Sang Yanqing was a little unconvinced, "You're taking the seven-school joint exam the day after tomorrow, and there must be keyboard warriors coming to hack the Internet. I have to do PR for you again. Don't break the law at a critical moment."

   Si Fuqing said lazily, "I know, Sister Sang, you see how good I am, how could I possibly break the law?"

  Sang Yanqing confirmed that Si Fuqing really did not want to attack nine-year-old pupils, so he left with confidence and went to assign tasks to the staff in the studio.

   The phone ringtone rang at this moment.

   Si Fuqing glanced.

  Remarks: Black Heart Monster (don't care for three days)

   She hung up the phone.

  Here, Yu Xiheng looked at the phone screen and raised her eyebrows slightly.

   "You really provoked others this time." Shen Xingyun clicked his tongue, "Have you not coaxed yet?"

   Yu Xiheng supported her head: "I am willing to coax more."

  Shen Xingyun sighed: "I've never seen you look like this. It's rare that you're tempted. You were frightened that day? With your nature, there aren't many things that can frighten you."

   "Yes." Yu Xiheng said lightly, "I met a ghost when I was young, and I was frightened at the time."

   Shen Xingyun was stunned: "Ghost? Isn't there someone in your family to do things every month?"

   Mrs. Yu's health is not very good, and she sleeps with nightmares.

   Mr. Yu invited eminent monks from the temple to consecrate the sermons at Yu's house.

   Of course, if you can hire an onmyoji, that would be the best.

   Unfortunately, the real onmyoji cannot be found at all.

  Yu Xiheng didn't explain much, just smiled lightly: "He's a good ghost, he can cook for me, but it's hard to eat."

   "Have you read too many stories about Tianluo girl?" Shen Xingyun just thought it was strange, "Forget about the ghost, I will cook for you. When you were young, the Yu family didn't even give you food, right?"

  Yu Xiheng said nothing, he quietly looked out the window.

   "Then I'll go first." Shen Xingyun got up, "I wish you a good day to coax Miss Si."

   He must work hard to find a partner, and he can't hold back a few of their brothers.

  **

the next day.

  Si Fuqing went to Beizhou No. 1 Middle School to get her admission ticket.

  The director of the admissions department is very concerned: "Student Si, you can do your best in the exam. Don't put too much pressure on the top five."

   In the first half of this year, the seven-school joint entrance examination, a rare high score of 670 points appeared.

  The score of 670 in the seven-school joint entrance examination is much more difficult than the full score of the college entrance examination.

   You must know that the second is only 608 points, the gap between them is too big.

   I heard that Miss Ji is going to take the international entrance exam next year, and the top 50 is ironclad.

   In the first half of the year, Ji Qingwei was just practicing her skills. She will also participate in this year and compete with other students on the same stage.

  Others are fighting for second place.

   "The seven-school joint entrance examination papers are all difficult, and it is very common for students in our school to take single-digit tests." The director of the admissions department reassured, "If you see that the questions are too difficult in the examination room, don't be impatient."

  Especially in the math test, someone faints every time.

  Ambulances are waiting outside.

  Si Fuqing nodded: "I know."

   "The first is that I don't dare to think about it." The director of the admissions department said again, "Let's fight for the second place, there is still hope."

   This first is from Ji Qingwei, there is no doubt about it.

  The highest score depends on how much Ji Qingwei can test.

   It feels like a closed loop of time, so I try to write it as clearly as possible.

   Let's place a bet and see who will take off each other's vests first this time, Your Majesty and Qingqing 2333

   The Q-month fan list ends today at 0:00~ Those who want to participate, don't forget the time.

   In the last few hours, the monthly pass has been given a wave~

   (end of this chapter)