Clouds open, stars and moons appear in the Fushan Palace.

After the rain, wind and thunder surround the stone altar.

Henei County, Yewang County.

It was still that remote little courtyard.

It was late at night and the dew was heavy, and the entire county had fallen into a deep sleep.

It was pitch black, with only the occasional barking of dogs.

The moonlight filtered through the treetops and fell onto the high stone platform in the middle of the courtyard, where a stiff figure stood.

It was early spring and the weather was still a little cold. Zhishou, wrapped in a thick blanket, walked out of the room quickly, looking at the teacher in the yard with some heartache.

The other person was standing on the stone table in the middle of the yard, with his head held high, staring at the starry sky motionlessly.

It has been three days, three days in a row. The Master has been doing this every day, staying like this for an entire night. Even a body made of iron cannot withstand this!

What's more, the master is already old and has always been in poor health.

ah~

Zhishou, who was always worried, walked to the stone table and gently advised, "Master, take a rest first. Drink the medicine before watching the stars."

Old man Hezhui waved his hands dejectedly and continued to look at the sky.

The thunder three days ago caused a drastic change in the sky. From that night on, the entire constellation was covered in dust, as if it was in chaos and there was no old order to be found.

Old man Hezhui narrowed his eyes and stared stubbornly at the brightest moon.

"Hey, Shishou, come here..."

Zhishou put down the medicine in his hand and hurried forward.

"Master, what's wrong? Is your back pain coming back?"

"Come on, Shishou, help me into the house."

Hezhui old man: This is killing me, I can’t move my neck anymore!

Zhishou picked him up and quickly carried him into the bedroom amid his occasional cries of pain.

The old man lay straight on the kang, letting the hot surface slowly relieve the pain in his body.

It took a quarter of an hour before I recovered.

Zhishou stayed by his side all the time, massaging his legs and shoulders.

"Master, drink the medicine first."

The old man nodded slightly.

"hiss……"

Zhishou hurried forward and said, "Master, don't move. I'll feed you."

The bowl and spoon collided, making a crisp sound, and Zhishou patiently fed his teacher.

The bowl of medicine soup was quickly fed, and old man Hezhui finally regained some strength.

He struggled to sit halfway up the bed, his voice hoarse and heavy.

"Shishou, we have to find the new king quickly. Time is running out."

Let Zheng Ge'er be proud for a while. When he finds that person, he will set things right.

The stars in the sky are turning, and the curtains on earth are falling.

Is Brother Zheng, who is far away in Pei County, really so proud?

not at all.

On the contrary, he is very annoyed now.

It's been three days, three full days!

San'er hasn't woken up yet!!!

Ying Zheng's temper became more and more irritable day by day. Whenever he saw a bird on a tree, he would go up and kick it a few times to scare the bird away.

Xia Wuqie and Ji Xiuyuan, who had originally vowed that the third princess would wake up the next day, were now even more anxious.

What's going on? This shouldn't happen.

The third princess's pulse was clearly stable, so why couldn't she wake up?

During the three days of turbulent times, the convoy remained stationed in the same place.

The officials nearby had already learned that the Emperor's carriage was still staying, and they were all as if they were facing a great enemy.

What's going on? Is His Majesty still around?

Did they do something wrong, which was discovered and is being investigated?

Oh, my God, they didn't do anything bad.

Officials of all ranks in Sishui County kept their heads down and began to be extremely cautious. They only went between their offices and their homes every day. They even dared not lift the curtains of their cars to look around when they were going back and forth.

Everyone is reflecting on what went wrong.

Thinking about the gifts I received for my mother’s birthday last year, and the brushes I brought home from the government office last month.

Could it be Old Liu? Lord Zheng? Should I report him for stealing the inkstone and brush from the government office?

Amidst the chaos, the inexplicable disappearance of Liu Ji in Liujia Village, Pei County, became much less important.

At the suggestion of Mr. Zhao, the county magistrate secretly suppressed the matter, concluded that Liu Ji had fled for fear of punishment, and quickly closed the case.

Liu Ji, who was eating and drinking well, didn't consider his family's anxiety at all. He was looking at his bandaged little finger with a sad face.

Is there something wrong with these people?

They caught him and fed him delicious food, just to prick his little finger?

It couldn't kill him, so if you call it torture, this is too mild.

The outside world was in chaos, the entire parade was shrouded in a haze, and everyone was immersed in the terrifying atmosphere that the First Emperor might explode at any time.

Except for Fusu and a few others, no one else dared to ask more questions.

Fusu, Xiao Shisan and other young masters would come to visit Su Jinyue every day.

The princesses would also take turns guarding Su Jinyue's bed and telling her some interesting stories, hoping to wake her up.

Even the Fourth Princess would look at Su Jinyue's white hair with a sad expression and murmur in a low voice.

"Why aren't you awake yet? You look so horrible! I'm going to laugh at you!"

"I haven't thanked you for the armor I received. Actually, you're not that annoying."

As she spoke, the fourth princess turned her head away, gently brushed the corner of her eyes with her hand, took a deep breath, turned back with a normal expression, and continued to chatter.

Su Jinyue naturally couldn't hear all this.

She walked slowly along a long road paved with light, and after every two steps she sat down to rest.

By the time she had rested enough, another half day had passed outside.

Suddenly, the road shortened dramatically and a gate of light appeared under her feet.

Eh? What's going on?

What does that mean?

Su Jinyue hesitated a little, whether to retreat or move forward.

She raised her right foot and kept trying.

The light gate seemed to be unable to wait any longer, and with a whoosh, it passed through Su Jinyue's body on its own.

"Cough cough cough~"

Su Jinyue coughed violently.

Who? Who gave her the medicine? This is too bitter! !

Why is there still a smell of rust?

Several princesses beside the bed rushed to her bed.

"Woo woo... Third sister, you finally woke up."

"I was so scared, wuwuwu... Third sister, you're finally awake."

The door banged open and a servant ran away yelling.

"The Third Princess is awake, the Imperial Preceptor is awake!"

In the side room not far away, Ying Zheng, who was holding a sharp sword against Liu Ji's neck, heard the sound coming from afar, snorted coldly, and retracted the sword.

He looked at the bloodstain on Liu Ji's neck with contempt in his eyes and ordered in a cold voice, "Keep an eye on him, don't let him die."

"Yes, my subordinates take orders!"

After the man in black saluted, he looked up again, but there was no sign of His Majesty.

Ying Zheng walked quickly all the way and arrived at Su Jinyue's bedroom in a few breaths.

He walked to Su Jinyue's bed, looked at her with innocent eyes, took a deep breath, and finally showed the first smile in three days on his face.

"I'm glad you're awake. You've been hungry for a few days, so eat first. Bring us the food!"

At the command, the servants took action.

Su Jinyue had already learned from her sisters that she had been in a coma for three days.

This is outrageous, okay?

Her memory still lingered on the moment before, when thunder struck out of nowhere.

At that time, she was excitedly shouting: "Thunder! Ah! The sky is falling and the earth is collapsing! Purple golden hammer! Ah, thunder!"

Before she could finish her shout, a fishy-sweet taste rose up her throat and made her feel dizzy.

The last part of the memory was a scene of Shi Nudan running towards her with a look of terror on her face.

And then, what was next?

It seems like I had a dream?

Su Jinyue patted her head, but couldn't remember anything.

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