After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returned As a God

   It takes seven days and seven nights to go back to Yong'an from the Xizhou border line. With the current technological level of the Great Xia Dynasty, it takes seven days and seven nights to ride thousands of miles overnight.

  Emperor Ke Yin's body at the moment couldn't withstand such a long rush.

  The soldiers could only **** him back to Yongan in a carriage.

   It is precisely because of this that he, like Jiang Haiping, was unable to return to Yongan.

  Si Fuqing silently watched the doctors and soldiers coming in and out of the military tent.

   Someone came out with a basin of blood water, and in the midst of the wind and snow, the basin of blood water quickly condensed.

  Si Fuqing also felt the sweetness in his throat.

   When she asked the Lord of Ghost Valley to learn medicine, she once asked if there were people in this world that he could not save.

  The Lord of Ghost Valley said that he could not go against the torrent of time and save the dead.

   She couldn't save Jiang Haiping, she couldn't save Jiang Xuanjin, she couldn't save Jiang Zhaoyue, and she couldn't save Emperor Yin.

  In the military tent, the voice of the elder of the Divine Doctor League sounded: "Your Majesty's heart is damaged, I have used the best medicine, but..."

  Si Fuqing didn't need to listen, he knew how sick Emperor Yin was.

   He had just cut off the head of the barbarian king with the Dragon Sparrow Sword, and he had already used up the remaining strength.

   even forcibly sealed the meridians to prevent the barbarian king from seeing any abnormality.

   This one was sealed for a day.

After the    Barbarian King died, he relaxed, and all the hidden dangers and wounds erupted instantly and swept his body.

   If he hadn't done this, he might have been recuperating after the victory of the war, and he might not have been able to recover.

   But he had to.

   Because if there was a half-point error at that time, the history of today may be changed.

   He used his life to bet on a prosperous summer.

  Si Fuqing clenched his fingers and walked in.

The elders of the   Divine Doctor Alliance also knew her and greeted her: "Mr. Wuyi, when Your Majesty wakes up, please let him take these medicines."

   Secretary Fu tilted his head.

   She moved a stool and sat down beside his bed.

   The person on the bed was sleeping soundly.

   At this moment, the lines of his face have softened a lot, the long and thick eyelashes cast a small shadow, and there are a few drops of water on his lips.

   It is undeniable that he has an excellent skin.

   It's no wonder that the barbarian princesses insisted on showing up to him when they saw him on the battlefield, which made him fight with a mask since then.

  The Yinhuang in my impression is always decisive and indestructible.

   She had never seen him so weak.

  I don't know how long it took before the people on the bed moved.

  Si Fuqing stood up immediately, and before he could speak, a hot tear suddenly fell.

   The tear fell on his hand and made his arm tremble.

   "Little Sergeant, why are you crying?" He raised his head, his lips were almost transparent, and after a pause, he suddenly smiled, "Just like a girl."

  Si Fuqing gritted his teeth, so he didn't let himself choked, but replied in a low voice, "Your Majesty..."

   "It's alright." He supported the bed and sat up slowly, "Help Gu and call Chunyuan and the others in, okay?"

  Si Fuqing restrained his emotions: "Okay."

   Outside the military tent, Ji Chunyuan and other leaders of the family alliance were waiting outside.

   Seeing her coming out, they all went up to meet her.

   "How is your Majesty?"

   "Mr. No Clothes, did Your Majesty tell you anything?"

  Si Fuqing shook his head and invited them in: "Your Majesty has woken up."

   Seven people entered.

   They couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw the young emperor sitting upright on the bed.

   Only Ji Chunyuan's complexion gradually turned pale.

  Yinhuang is the emperor's destiny, born king.

   Therefore, even if he has reached the extreme in the calculation of facial features, he cannot see through the life of Emperor Yin.

  When Emperor Yin chose to follow Emperor Yin when he was fourteen years old, Ji Chunyuan never thought that Emperor Yin could make the Great Xia Wuzhou undergo earth-shaking changes.

   But at this time, Ji Chunyuan was able to see Emperor Yin's lifespan.

  Shouyuan is approaching.

   This is destiny.

  No changes.

   "It's all here." The young emperor raised his hand and said lightly, "Sit down, there are some things that I have to discuss with you."

   He coughed twice, picked up the Dragon Sparrow Sword, and placed it in the hands of the Thousand Army Alliance Leader.

  The leader of the Thousand Army Alliance was startled, and immediately knelt down: "Your Majesty!"

   "I will give you the Dragon Sparrow Sword." He looked into the eyes of the leader of the Thousand Army Alliance, his eyes were deep and sharp, "After Gu died, you can choose the next Ming Lord from your clan."

   "And if there is a monarch in power in the future, you have the sword of the dragon and the bird in your hand, and you can be executed without any imperial decree."

  The Thousand Army Alliance Leader was taken aback: "Your Majesty!"

   Emperor Yin gave him such power, which can be said to be unprecedented.

  Yin Huang had no wife, no concubines, no children and no grandchildren.

  But he had selected a few people from the clan to train him.

  Si Fuqing realized that he was explaining the funeral.

   In this way, even if he dies, the foundation he has built over the years can keep the Great Xia Dynasty safe for thousands of years.

   And it turns out that he did.

   After he finished saying this, he looked at the other people, his smile remained the same, and he discussed the important matters of the five states with them.

  After the discussion, he let them leave again on the grounds that he was tired.

   Si Fuqing also withdrew.

   turned around and happened to meet Ji Chunyuan.

   "It's you." Ji Chunyuan looked her up and down, frowning tightly, "It's really strange."

  Si Fuqing's brows were calm, his expression unchanged: "What does Mr. Ji mean?"

   "Your face..." Ji Chunyuan hesitated, then sighed heavily and repeated, "You are really strange."

   Si Fuqing's heart was shocked.

   She didn't know what means the game system used to bring her back to the Great Xia Dynasty 1,500 years ago.

   But there is no doubt that the game system is extremely powerful, and even her abilities and actions can be limited.

  No one knew that she came from later generations, but Ji Chunyuan could actually tell.

   is indeed the strongest onmyoji of the contemporary era.

   "It doesn't matter, since His Majesty likes you, then you can continue to accompany him." Ji Chunyuan said softly, "His life has been really hard."

  **

  After that day, Emperor Yin didn't vomit any more blood, but he was lethargic for longer, and his body seemed to have improved a lot.

   This rekindled hope in the hearts of the soldiers.

   Every day, people tell him various folk stories in different ways, and he listens carefully, commenting on them from time to time.

   But only Si Fuqing knew that this was just a flashback.

   On the morning of December 31st, a young general rushed in excitedly: "Your Majesty, we will arrive in the city at night, and the new year is coming."

   Hearing this, he supported his head and smiled: "Okay."

   After a long time, footsteps sounded.

   He knew who it was without looking up this time, and said with a smile, "You're here."

   His spirits look good today, and his face is not so pale.

   Si Fu leaned down and sat down, refilling a cup of hot tea into the teacup.

   He didn't drink, but looked at her with a faint smile: "Do you know what Tong Gu said nine years ago when he saw you in Chunyuan?"

  Si Fuqing was startled: "Your Majesty?"

   She didn't meet Ji Chunyuan very often, only twice.

   But this Ji family ancestor reached the pinnacle in the field of yin and yang and five elements, especially the prophecy.

   "He said that you also have the appearance of an emperor, and your destiny is extraordinary." He smiled deeper and said slowly, "As the saying goes, if the king does not see the king, the meeting of the two kings will definitely make the lives of the five states of Daxia devastated, and the blood will flow into rivers."

   "Therefore, he suggested that I kill you and plan ahead."

   Si Fuqing's eyes narrowed suddenly.

   Such a thing did happen in history.

  During the Great Zhao Dynasty, there were two people with the appearance of emperors.

   These two competed for the country and ignored the people of the world.

   At that time, the five continents almost fell apart, and the Great Zhao Dynasty was also destroyed and replaced by the Great Xia Dynasty.

   Ji Chunyuan stood from the perspective of the future of history, from the perspective of the Great Xia Dynasty, and from the perspective of Emperor Yin, such a proposal is not wrong.

   was replaced by her, and she would speak in the same way.

  Si Fuqing looked at him, and his expression paused: "What's wrong with Your Majesty..."

   "I won't kill you, I will prove that his prediction this time is wrong." He turned his head and looked out the window.

   The emperor's eyebrows were always cold, and his tone was cool: "The fate of the lonely, the lonely has the final say, what is the destiny of the destiny."

   also dared to restrain him.

   After a long, long silence, he suddenly called her again.

   "No clothes."

  Si Fuqing turned his head: "Your Majesty, I am here."

   "Yes, you are here." He looked at her deeply and smiled suddenly, "This position is really lonely."

  Beside him, there was only one man without clothes.

The truth that    is too cold at a high place can only be understood when you are sitting in a high position.

   Born in a royal family, the responsibility is too heavy.

   He smiled again: "If there is another life, I only hope to be an ordinary person again."

After   , he coughed violently.

  Si Fuqing's expression changed slightly, he picked up the handkerchief and quickly handed it to him.

   He covered his lips, and when he removed it, the snow-white handkerchief was covered in a bright red.

   Si Fuqing's pupils shrank.

   "No problem." His expression didn't change, he put the handkerchief in the fire and burned it.

   Then he stood up and wanted to get a long sword by the bed.

   But the hilt just fell into my hand.

   "Bangdang" sounded, causing the whole room to fall into a dead silence.

  Si Fuqing picked up the sword, held his hand, and said hoarsely, "Your Majesty, you are not well, I will help you."

   He still stood where he was, without speaking.

   Finally had to admit the fact that now he can't hold a sword, ride a horse, or fight.

   He pushed her hand away and said lightly, "Trash."

   is talking about himself.

The words    made Si Fuqing finally unable to restrain the tumbling emotions.

  How could he, such a proud person, tolerate being so weak?

   This is worse than killing him.

   "It's alright." He in turn comforted her, "Just rest and rest."

  Si Fuqing lowered his head, tears rolling down his face: "Your Majesty, you are going to die..."

   He was silent for a moment, then showed a good-looking smile: "You can see that too."

   He is going to die, from dust to dust, dust to dust.