Chapter 662: Past life, next life, always with you [2 updates]

Chapter 662: Past life, next life, always with you [2 updates]

From the Xizhou border back to Yong'an, with the current technological level of the Great Xia Dynasty, it would take seven days and seven nights to ride thousands of miles overnight.

But Emperor Yin's body at this moment simply couldn't withstand such a long-term attack.

The soldiers could only use carriages to escort him back to Yong'an.

It is precisely because of this that, like Jiang Haiping, he failed to return to Yong'an.

Si Fuqing watched in silence as the doctors and soldiers came in and out of the military tent.

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

Si Fuqing also felt a sweetness welling up in his throat.

When she was seeking medical skills from the Lord of Ghost Valley, she once asked if there was anyone in the world that he couldn't save.

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

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

In the military tent, the voice of the elder of the Divine Medical Alliance rang out: "Your Majesty's heart has been damaged. I have used the best medicine, but..."

Si Fuqing knew the condition of Emperor Yin without having to listen.

He had just used the Dragon Bird Sword to chop off the head of the Barbarian King, but he had already used up all his remaining strength.

They even forcibly sealed the meridians to prevent the Barbarian King from noticing any abnormalities.

This one was sealed for just one day.

After the death of the Barbarian King, he relaxed, and all the hidden dangers and hidden wounds exploded instantly, sweeping through his body.

If he hadn't done this, maybe he would have recovered after the victory in the battle.

But he had to do it.

Because if there had been even a slight mistake at that time, today's history might have changed.

He bet on a prosperous Great Xia Dynasty with his life.

Si Fuqing shook his fingers and walked in.

The elders of the Divine Medical Alliance also recognized her and said hello to her: "Mr. Wuyi, when your majesty wakes up, please let him take these medicines."

Si Fuqing nodded.

She moved a stool and sat down beside his bed.

The person on the bed was sleeping deeply.

At this moment, his facial lines were much softer, his long and thick eyelashes cast a small shadow, and there were still a few drops of water on his lips.

There is no denying that he has an excellent skin.

It's no wonder that the barbarian princess insisted on marrying him when she saw him on the battlefield, which also made him wear a mask in battles from then on.

In my impression, Emperor Yin was always decisive and invincible.

She had never seen him so weak.

I don't know how long it took before the person on the bed made any movement.

Si Fuqing stood up immediately. Before she could speak, a hot tear suddenly fell.

The tear fell on his hand and shook his arm.

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

Si Fuqing gritted his teeth to prevent himself from choking, and just responded in a low voice: "Your Majesty..."

"It's okay." He held on to the bed and slowly sat up, "Help me call Chun Yuan and the others in, okay?"

Si Fuqing controlled 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 to greet her.

"How is your Majesty?"

"Mr. Wuyi, did your Majesty say anything to you?"

Si Fuqing shook his head and invited them in: "Your Majesty is already awake."

Seven people went in.

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

Only Ji Chunyuan's complexion gradually turned pale.

Emperor Yin has the destiny of an emperor and is a born king.

Therefore, even if he had reached the extreme level of facial recognition, he still could not understand Emperor Yin's life.

When Emperor Yin chose to follow Emperor Yin when he was fourteen years old, Ji Chunyuan never thought that Emperor Yin could bring about earth-shaking changes in the five states of Daxia.

But at this time, Ji Chunyuan could see Emperor Yin's longevity.

Life is approaching.

This is destiny.

No changes can be made.

"Everyone is here." The young emperor raised his hand and said lightly, "Sit down, I have something to discuss with you."

He coughed twice, picked up the Dragon Bird Sword, and placed it in the hand of the leader of the Thousand Army Alliance.

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

"Gu gives you the Dragon Bird Sword." He looked into the eyes of the leader of the Thousand Army Alliance, his eyes were deep and sharp, "After Gu dies, you can choose the next Ming Master from the clan."

"And if there is a faint king in power in the future, you have the dragon bird sword in your hand, and you can kill him without any imperial decree."

The leader of the Thousand Army Alliance was surprised: "Your Majesty!"

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

Emperor Yin had no wives, no concubines, no children or grandchildren.

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

Si Fuqing realized that he was explaining the funeral arrangements.

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

And the facts prove that he did it.

After he said this, he looked at the other people and discussed with them the important matters of the Five States with his smile unchanged.

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

Si Fuqing also retreated.

Turning around, he happened to meet Ji Chunyuan.

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

Si Fuqing's eyebrows were calm and his expression remained unchanged: "What do you mean, Mr. Ji?"

"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 can even limit her abilities and actions.

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

He is indeed the most powerful Onmyoji of our time.

"Forget it, since His Majesty likes you, then you can continue to accompany him." Ji Chunyuan said softly, "His life has been really miserable."

**

After that day, Emperor Yin no longer vomited blood, but fell asleep for longer, and his body seemed to have improved a lot.

This rekindled the light of hope in the hearts of the soldiers.

Every day, people told him various folk stories in different ways, and he listened attentively and made comments from time to time.

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

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

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

After a long time, footsteps sounded.

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

He seems to be in good spirits today, and his face is not so pale.

Si Fuqing sat down and refilled the cup with a cup of hot tea.

He did not drink, but looked at her with a faint smile: "Do you know what Tonggu said when I saw you in Chunyuan nine years ago?"

Si Fuqing was startled: "Your Majesty?"

She met Ji Chunyuan not many times, only twice.

But this ancestor of the Ji family reached the pinnacle in the field of Yin Yang and Five Elements, especially prophecy.

"He said that you also have the appearance of an emperor and an extraordinary destiny." His smile deepened and he said slowly, "As the saying goes, if the king does not see the king, if the two kings meet, the lives of the five states of Daxia will be devastated and blood will flow like rivers."

"Therefore, he suggested that I kill you as a precaution."

Si Fuqing's eyes narrowed suddenly.

There are indeed such things in history.

During the Dazhao Dynasty, two people with the appearance of emperors appeared.

The two men competed for power and power, regardless of the common people in the world.

At that time, the Five Continents almost fell apart, and the Dazhao Dynasty was destroyed as a result, and was replaced by the Daxia Dynasty.

From the perspective of the historical future, from the perspective of the Great Xia Dynasty, and from the perspective of Emperor Yin, Ji Chunyuan's proposal was not wrong.

If it were her, she would say the same thing.

Si Fuqing looked at him and paused: "Your Majesty, why..."

"If I don'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 brows and eyes were always cold, and his tone was cold: "Gu's fate, Gu has the final say, what is destiny?"

Dare to restrain him.

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

"No clothes."

Si Fuqing turned around and said, "Your Majesty, I'm here."

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

There was only one Wuyi beside him.

You can only understand the truth of being in a high position when you are sitting in a high position.

Being born into an imperial family, the responsibilities are too heavy.

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

After saying that, he coughed violently.

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

He covered his lips, and when he took them away, the snow-white veil was covered in bright red.

Si Fuqing's pupils shrank.

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

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

But as soon as the sword hilt was held in his hand, it fell.

A "clang" sound caused 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 in good health, let me help you."

He still stood there without speaking.

He finally had to admit the fact that now he couldn't hold a sword, ride a horse, or fight.

He pushed her hand away and said calmly: "Trash."

It's about yourself.

With these two words, Si Fuqing finally couldn't restrain the rolling emotions.

How could such a proud man tolerate being so weak?

This was worse than killing him.

"It's okay." He comforted her in turn, "Just rest and you'll be fine."

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

He was silent for a moment and showed a nice smile: "You can see it too."

He is going to die, and ashes will return to ashes, and dust will return to dust.