His eyes were pitch black, bottomless, without any warmth, only a cold color that could not be turned away.

Si Fuqing had obviously confirmed that he couldn't see her, but his glance clearly made her feel like he could see everything.

She raised her hand and waved it in front of the young man, then reached out and touched his hair.

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

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

Si Fuqing directly pushed him back and forced the quilt to cover him.

After rummaging around the palace for a long time, I found a box of silver needles. After sterilizing them, I started to sew up his wounds.

The emotion called "shock" finally appeared on the young man's calm face, 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 continued to sew up his wound.

All this was beyond his imagination.

For a moment, even the young emperor's thoughts came to a standstill.

Soon, Si Fuqing easily sealed his wound, and then released the hand that restrained him.

The system did not issue a warning.

After all, Emperor Yin died only when he was twenty-seven years old. Now that he is nine years old, nothing will happen to him no matter what.

Even if she doesn't sew his wounds, he will recover slowly.

But it hurt her to see it.

She couldn't do anything else but let him ease the pain.

It is indeed impossible for history books to record such trivial matters.

He suffered far more than recorded.

The young man's expression returned to indifference and he rearranged his clothes.

Si Fuqing raised her eyebrows and admired his handsome facial features.

Fortunately, he couldn't see her and she could play as she pleased.

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

A great eunuch walked in. He looked arrogant and spoke with ridicule and contempt: "Ninth Prince, His Highness is looking for you. Do you still have the leisure to rest here?"

The young man raised his eyes and said in a low voice: "Get out."

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

He took two steps forward and was about to grab the young man's arm: "I think you have gone against the grain. You don't really think you are the prince, do you? Do you have the life of a prince? The imperial concubine doesn't even want to see you.

,What are you so arrogant about?"

The young man was terrifyingly calm and just looked at the eunuch with dark eyes.

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

The old eunuch screamed and was kicked out of the palace.

The young man's eyes narrowed slightly.

He stood with his hands behind his hands, slowly turned his head, and looked at the direction of Si Fuqing again.

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

Soon, silence returned to the cold palace.

At this time, Si Fu listened and heard him speak, his voice cold and like pearls: "Are you a ghost?"

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

[Tip: Emperor Yin is not an ordinary person.]

Si Fuqing was stunned.

Purple stars fall from the sky, and those who have achieved great luck cannot be compared to ordinary people.

She could roughly surmise that the game system connected the past and the future, but it could not completely travel through time.

To the young Emperor Yin, she was indeed a ghost.

Si Fuqing was thoughtful: "Can he hear what I say?"

[Tip: The level is not high enough and sound cannot be transmitted temporarily.]

Si Fuqing: "..."

Do you really want to let her play games?

This kind of interaction seems to be no different from the nurturing games played by Yu Tang.

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

Still the object of her admiration.

Be careful.

Don't leave a bad impression.

She must have scared him just now.

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

yes.

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

Si Fuqing wrote "No".

The young man's expression became a little more relaxed. He didn't ask any more questions and just whispered: "Thank you."

It's quite ridiculous to think about it.

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

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

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

"Then just follow me." The young man coughed, lightly and without any emotion, "I will find someone to save you in the future."

Si Fuqing could see clearly that even though he said this, his eyes still did not soften at all.

He doesn't believe her.

Too.

How can an emperor trust others so much?

At nine years old, he has a maturity that belies his age. Although he is dressed in commoner clothes, he is majestic and cannot be looked at.

Si Fuqing suddenly remembered a description.

This young man was born with a face that would conquer the world.

What are the vassals and ten kingdoms?

If he wants to fight, he will fight in all directions.

Presumably, at this moment, the young emperor who will rule the world and fight all the way to the Western Continent has begun to take shape.

He was born to be a king.

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

He will also decide this world.

Wherever the sun and moon shine, and where rivers reach, they are all summer lands.

Are golden scales just a thing in the pond? They turn into dragons when encountering wind and clouds.

This man, known as the Great Xia Longque, is now standing in front of her.

The young man turned around and returned to the palace: "I'm going to rest. You can drift by yourself for a while."

Si Fuqing: "..."

What makes her float for a while?

She thought she couldn't offend her idol, so she actually walked around outside the palace.

There are all eunuchs and maids out there who have bullied young men.

After cleaning up these eunuchs and maids, Si Fuqing clapped her 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 very vigilant.

Si Fuqing stretched out her hand and poked his face again.
To be continued...