Quick Wear: Boss, please stop being so high

After saying this, Shi Jin suddenly laughed.

Shi Jin tilted his head, looked at Ling Hanxiao, whose eyes were full of struggle and reluctance, and said: "I didn't expect that you actually have such deep feelings for Fan Yingxue."

Ling Hanxiao paused for a moment, then pretended to be confused and said to Shi Jin: "Master Shi, what do you mean by this? I'm a little bit..."

Shi Jin raised his hand and interrupted him:

"Stop, don't act in front of me. I've already said it. I'm just asking you what you think. I won't do anything to your... uh, wife."

Ling Hanxiao didn't say anything, but the defensiveness in his eyes didn't diminish in the slightest.

Shi Jin sighed helplessly and said, "I know what you mean. You just want the real Fan Yingxue to come back. That way, your dear wife won't get into trouble."

Ling Hanxiao pursed his lips, neither confirming nor denying. He looked at Shi Jin and asked, "What... do you want to do?"

Shi Jin looked into Ling Hanxiao's eyes and whispered to himself, "Me? Just assume that I was acting on a whim..."

As he spoke, Shi Jin stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. The next second, invisible power spread out in all directions with Shi Jin as the center.

Shi Jin found a comfortable position, sat down in front of Ling Hanxiao, and crossed his legs casually.

Ling Hanxiao was suddenly speechless when he saw Shi Jin like this.

When the power that Shi Jin had shot out came back again, it also brought back a body... Oh no, it seemed to be a corpse.

Ling Hanxiao subconsciously took two steps back, but the next second he heard Shi Jin say, "What? Are you disliking your future wife?"

Ling Hanxiao was stunned for a moment. He widened his eyes in disbelief and looked at Shi Jin and asked, "What did you just say?!"

Shi Jin tilted his head and said with a kind smile: "What did you say? Let me think... Oops, I'm so sorry, I seem to have forgotten it by mistake."

Ling Hanxiao gritted his teeth, and suddenly knelt down in front of Shi Jin with a clang, saying, "Please... tell me, how can I give my wife a chance to live?"

Shi Jin's smile suddenly froze, but he did not avoid Ling Hanxiao's kneeling.

Shi Jin put down his crossed legs, leaned over and stretched out his hand to hook Ling Hanxiao's chin, forcing Ling Hanxiao to raise his head.

Ling Hanxiao raised his head and looked at Shi Jin with some discomfort.

Perhaps it was because the candlelight in the room was too dazzling, or perhaps it was because he received unexpected news and was a little too happy, one or two tears appeared in the corners of Ling Hanxiao's eyes, about to fall but didn't.

Shi Jin lowered his eyes with an unclear expression and said, "...Is it worth it?"

Ling Hanxiao chuckled and said, "For me, nothing is worth it. After all... Your Highness is my only relative."

Shi Jin raised an eyebrow and said, "What about the Empress? She can be considered your uncle, right?"

Ling Hanxiao was stunned for a moment and said, "...She is His Majesty."

——Because she is the emperor, sitting in that position, she also shoulders the responsibility of the world and the country. So her fate with the martial arts world has long ended, so...she can't be considered his uncle.

Shi Jin understood what Ling Hanxiao wanted to express. He shook his head slightly but didn't say anything.

Under Ling Hanxiao's eager and expectant gaze, Shi Jin slowly said, "I will put the soul of the wife you identified into this body."

"Don't worry, the owner of this corpse has already entered reincarnation. Moreover, this body has no father or mother, no husband or daughter in this world, so you don't have to worry about anything else."

Ling Hanxiao nodded quickly, as if he was afraid that Shi Jin would go back on his word.

Shi Jin raised his eyebrows, waved his hand, wrapped the body with gauze, and gently placed it next to Ling Hanxiao.

Ling Hanxiao looked at the body with gentle eyes, as if he had already seen "Fan Yingxue" enter that body and become the master of that body.

Shi Jin looked at Ling Hanxiao and said, "Let me ask you again, do you really want to do this? You still have a chance to regret it now."

Ling Hanxiao shook his head and said, "No need for that. I think... Your Highness will definitely understand my good intentions."

Shi Jin turned his head away silently, preventing Ling Hanxiao from seeing the slight twitch in the corner of his mouth.

To be honest, Shi Jin really didn't have any trust in Fan Yingxue who came from across time.

If Shi Jin knew that Ling Hanxiao was responsible for the reason why she couldn't become the master of this dynasty, she wasn't sure what she would do.

However, this was Ling Hanxiao's own choice. Looking at Ling Hanxiao's determined look, Shi Jin pursed his lips, still feeling a little reluctant, and said:

"If you regret it one day in the future, you can come to Yichun Tower to find me. I will give you a chance to set things right... Just consider it a reward for not making a decision based on your own selfish desires."

Ling Hanxiao was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly. His eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, sparkling brightly.

He shook his head and said, "No, I am willing to believe Your Highness."

Shi Jin rubbed his aching temple and said, "I'm not telling you not to trust him, I'm telling you... Never mind, never mind. Anyway, if you need any help in the future, you can always come to me."

Seeing Shi Jin's serious look, Ling Hanxiao agreed to what Shi Jin said.

Before I knew it, the night had passed and the first rays of light shone through the window.

Under Ling Hanxiao's puzzled gaze, Shi Jin yawned slowly and said, "Hmm... the show is about to begin~"

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"Boom-"

Along with the first rays of dawn, a loud sound of a bell rang throughout the imperial capital. Amid the bewildered gazes of the crowd, people from the palace shouted loudly: "The Purple Moon Empress has passed away..."

"what?!"

"This is impossible!"

"We don't believe it. You are lying to us. It is impossible... impossible for anything to happen to His Majesty!"

"..."

After hearing the news, the crowd exploded instantly like firecrackers with a lit fuse.

Everyone couldn't believe that something had really happened to Fan Ziyue. Most of them walked towards the palace, as if they wanted to see the scene inside through the palace wall.

Shi Jin was standing on the Yichun Tower, looking at the scene of the people surging below. It would be a lie to say that he was not surprised.

.......