Ball Ball Cultivation

The Emperor Star is dim, Sha Po Lang has not yet entered the game, and the new Emperor Star is still hidden. Qiuqiu wants to go with the flow, but can only wait and see.

Every night during the journey, Qiuqiu would touch Song Lizhi's little head, tell him about the stars, the I Ching and the Eight Trigrams, and occasionally teach him some emperor's ways and philosophy of life.

After all, Qiuqiu has been an emperor several times, so his imperial mentality is absolutely top-notch and his ruling experience is very practical.

After sending the little girl to the Xu family, Qiuqiu took Song Lizhi to Wan Gu Mountain.

This time he was formally visiting the chief and saint of the Miao village, and specifically coming to propose marriage to Mi Han and present him with betrothal gifts.

The saint and the patriarch received her openly and presented her with a generous dowry.

Song Lizhi also obtained a protective Gu in the form of a seven-spotted ladybug cultivated by the saint.

Except for the holy Gu, the other Gu insects are too ugly. Only this seven-spotted ladybug is relatively pleasing to the eye!

Both the father and the son are obsessed with appearance and cannot accept insects that look messy.

Time passed slowly, and Song Lizhi always stayed by Qiuqiu's side, teaching by words and deeds, learning all kinds of knowledge, especially the ways of the emperor.

Three years later, the dynasty's fortunes were exhausted, the palace was in turmoil, and various events broke out one after another.

First, the bloodline of the prince born to Concubine Li, Cui Yanran, was questioned. Then, the personal maidservant beside Concubine Mei could not bear the punishment and revealed that Concubine Xi was interfering in state affairs.

Evidence presented: Concubine Mei got the evidence of Concubine Xi's collusion with her father, and used Concubine Xi to her advantage, and let Concubine Xi deal with her stepsister and stepmother.

He also helped Concubine Mei ascend to the throne and made her son the crown prince.

Concubine Xi produced sufficient evidence to prove that Cui Yanran was not a widow but a runaway concubine, and the son she gave birth to was her ex-husband's, not the emperor's.

Cui Yanran's fighting ability was the lowest. She had originally hoped to see Concubine Xi and Concubine Mei both lose, but she didn't expect Concubine Xi to come after her! Without any evidence that Concubine Xi was plotting to murder her, she could only rely on the emperor.

Concubine Li sobbed softly. The beautiful and delicate little white flower relied on her husband wholeheartedly and looked at the emperor with hope, hoping that the emperor could make the decision for her.

Her memory was tampered with, and she had no qualms about Concubine Xi's accusations. She was a widow herself, who escaped from disfigured burns and was rescued by a benefactor, whose scars healed. The nun of Cining Temple could testify for her.

It was no secret that a weak woman disfigured by the fire was living in Cining Nunnery. After the trauma, her memory was lost and she had no ability to deceive the emperor. The emperor was very confident of this.

The emperor was troubled by the three women, and his usually delicate and beautiful faces now turned into tigers, ready to tear a piece of flesh from him.

The three women all hoped that the emperor could make the decision for them. The emperor's head was buzzing and he suddenly fell into a coma.

The emperor, who was in a coma, saw his most helpless past.

He was framed by his brothers, captured by human traffickers, and sent to the barbarians as a slave, completely cutting off his path to ascending the throne.

He was abused by human traffickers along the way. There was a lovely and kind little girl who gave him most of her rations.

He had a high fever that wouldn't go away, and the little girl had to exchange her gorgeous clothes for the fever-reducing medicine for him.

It was raining heavily that day, and the little girl took advantage of the lax guards and secretly went out to look for wild fruits to satisfy her hunger.

After returning in the rain, the little girl saw human traffickers and children fainted all over the ground. She was so scared that she scattered the wild fruits she had found with great difficulty all over the ground.

As soon as he screamed, he was discovered by the girl in the corner.

The girl was the young Concubine Xi Yue. She sprinkled the secret medicine on the little girl, and she fainted on the ground in just three breaths.

After the little girl fell into coma, Xiyue walked to her side, took out a small white ball out of thin air, and rolled it over the little girl's head for a long time.

Even though the little girl was unconscious, she was in great pain, her body twitching from time to time. As time passed, the white ball slowly turned from white to gold, and the little girl was almost dead.

Xiyue placed the golden ball between her eyebrows. The gold inside slowly seeped into her forehead, and the ball turned translucent white again.

Then Xiyue put the white ball on the other girl's head. At this time, footsteps were heard outside the cave.

Xiyue's white ball's absorption was interrupted, and a translucent soul body kept struggling. After the two sides pulled each other, the soul body became more and more transparent.

Xiyue's white ball slowly turned black, and her eyes became obviously panicked. She returned to the top of the little girl's head who had been helping her, and used the black ball to pull out the pure white soul.

The white soul quickly purified the black ball. When Xiyue put the ball away, a handsome and elegant middle-aged man came in from the cave. He was the Duke of Anguo, Zhang Yunzhi.

When Xiyue saw Zhang Yunzhi appear, she panicked and threw something to block him. It was the legendary fog formation.

Before the fog rose, the soul of another girl who was about to collapse in Xiyue exploded. The white ball in her hand that trapped the soul of the little girl who was her benefactor shattered and dissipated. The little girl's soul did not return to her own body, but went into the body without a soul.

Xiyue saw the soul ball exploded, and looked fiercely at Zhang Yunzhi who was in the maze. She walked carefully to her side, moved her body to the next cave that was connected to her, and lit a thumb-sized dream-making incense beside her.

His own perspective followed his body, and after he woke up, he regarded the unconscious Xiyue beside him as his benefactor. The human traffickers were executed, and the trafficked children were released and sent home. He and Xiyue fled back to the capital together.

After returning to the capital, he joined forces with his mother to find evidence of his brothers plotting to murder him, thereby securing his position as crown prince. He also allowed Xiyue to live in the Eastern Palace. After ascending the throne, he made her the most favored Concubine Xi in the harem.

When the emperor opened his eyes again, he saw Cui Yanran rolling up her sleeves and patiently wiping her hands, inadvertently revealing a crescent-shaped red birthmark on the inside of her forearm.

The emperor was still immersed in the "facts" he saw in his dream. He held Cui Yanran's arm tightly and asked in a hoarse voice, "Did you ever get lost when you were young?"

Cui Yanran shook her head gently. Before the emperor could feel disappointed, she heard a gentle explanation: "I don't remember. The fire burned my face. The fire poison caused a high fever. Many memories are gone. Only a few fragments of my childhood memories remain.

My father would hold me on his knees, my mother would put beads made of small pearls on my head, and my brother would buy me candied haws to cheer me up.

A happy smile appeared on her beautiful face. "Now, even if I try hard to recall what they looked like, I can't remember them clearly. But I can feel the love that parents have for their children."

Then he said sadly, "All I can remember now is the huge fire that filled the entire yard. It really hurt when the fire burned my face."

As he spoke, he touched the place where the scar had been, his eyes full of fear.