I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over

Su Jinyue woke up because she was hungry.

For seven consecutive days, she was kept alive only by ginseng soup, leaving her stomach empty.

"Woooooooo..."

Intermittent sobbing sounds were heard. Su Jinyue opened her eyes with difficulty and uttered a few words weakly.

"Mother, I'm hungry..."

Su Ji, who was crying with her head down beside the bed, suddenly looked up and looked at Su Jinyue in disbelief. She found that it was really her daughter who was talking. She was surprised and happy, and screamed loudly.

"Doctor! Someone, my son is awake. Woo woo... my son is awake."

Su Ji smiled while crying, quickly wiped the tears from her face, and whispered to Su Jinyue with a smile.

"It's good that you're awake, my son. It's good that you're awake. You know you're hungry. Don't worry, food will be here soon."

Soon, the entire Yuehua Palace became lively.

Lady Tan brought a hot thick soup.

Su Jinyue took a sip of the thick soup, which was warm in her mouth, and the warmth gradually spread throughout her limbs.

Su Ji watched from the side, her eyes full of love and care, and asked softly: "My son, how do you feel?"

Su Jinyue drank the soup anxiously, nodding without raising her head: "Mother, I'm much better now, but I'm still a little tired."

Su Ji looked at her daughter's white hair, wanting to say something but stopping herself. Finally, she forced herself to hold back and coaxed her in a low voice.

"Slow down, there's still a lot to eat. Drink some soup first and wait for the doctor to see you before you eat anything else."

Xia Wuqie and Ji Lao had been waiting in the side hall. They arrived at this time and took Su Jinyue's pulse and diagnosed her at her bedside.

In the time it took to drink a bowl of hot soup, Ying Zheng, Fusu and others had already arrived at Yuehua Palace.

"how?"

Ying Zheng's voice was low, his eyes were fixed on Su Jinyue, his brows were slightly furrowed, revealing a barely perceptible worry.

Xia Wuqie stood up and bowed slightly, saying, "Your Majesty, although the princess's pulse is weak, her life is no longer in danger. She just needs to be nursed back to health. However, as for the gray hair... I will prescribe some medicine to slowly heal it."

Ying Zheng nodded slightly, walked to the front of the couch, looked at Su Jinyue's pale face, and felt mixed emotions.

Fusu also followed behind, his eyes full of concern: "Third sister, you..."

Su Jinyue reached out and smoothed her hair, forcing a smile. "Father, Big Brother, do I look good like this? Don't I look more like a deity with my white hair and youthful face?"

"Like, isn't he a little fairy..."

Speaking of this, Su Jinyue looked at Ying Zheng with some longing.

"Father, the gods were all granted their titles by the Emperor himself. Can you please make me the Goddess of Beauty? Wouldn't that mean prosperity in the future? Wouldn't it be comparable to the God of Wealth?"

"Oh? The Human Emperor? The God of Wealth? What is that?"

"That's a long story..."

The room was filled with hot air. I sat on the edge of the bed and listened to Su Jinyue telling the story of the Investiture of the Gods.

Although everyone knew that Emperor Xin was not as foolish as he was described in the Investiture of the Gods, they were still excited when they heard it.

But Ying Zheng was thinking of something else.

In just a few thousand years, there were people who portrayed Emperor Xin in such a vilified way.

What about him?

Consider the rumors about tyrants.

He suddenly felt that he was not so pitiful.

Compared with Emperor Xin, later generations can be said to be very "merciful" to him.

When talking about Nezha making trouble in the sea, cutting off his bones to return to his father and cutting off his flesh to return to his mother, all the elderly people present looked reluctant.

As parents, we can always empathize with others and cannot bear to hear such tragedies.

After she finished talking about how Nezha reshaped his body and mastered the Eight Heads and Six Arms magical skill, Su Ji hurried forward and embraced Su Jinyue.

"Son, I won't talk about this anymore. Let's take the medicine quickly and eat something good."

Ying Zheng frowned and was still thinking.

"That group of traitors colluded with the Heavenly Court. There must be a deeper purpose behind this."

Su Jinyue, supported by Su Ji, had already finished a bowl of medicinal soup. With a grin on her face, she casually replied, "Some people speculate that it was those immortals who, in order to absorb the human race's luck, overthrew the last Human Emperor and completely shattered the possibility of the human race's luck cohesion."

He does not mean that.

Ying Zheng kept muttering, "Human Emperor, destiny, break it up."

Su Jinyue pouted and slapped herself on the mouth with her hand.

You talk too fast, and that makes Dad start thinking about all these nonsense.

After drinking the medicine, the voices of brothers and sisters came from outside the door.

"Third sister, I heard you woke up?"

"Third sister, Yang Zi is here to see you~"

The sound came from far away and gradually got closer. After a few breaths, a small head popped in from the door of the hall.

Yang Zi rushed to Su Jinyue's bed like a puppy, lay on the bed, supported his chin and looked at Su Jinyue eagerly.

"Third sister, you really look like a fairy like this. Are you going back to heaven?"

"Hahaha~ Will Xiao Yangzi miss Third Sister?"

Su Jinyue touched Yang Zi's head and teased the child with a laugh.

Yang Zi's eyes turned red, and he stretched out his little hands to tightly grab Su Jinyue's clothes, tears coming.

"Yang Zi won't let Third Sister go. When Yang Zi grows up a little bit, he will go with Third Sister. Woo woo..."

Big tears fell on the back of Su Jinyue's hand, making Su Jinyue, who had originally been indifferent, suddenly feel a pang in her heart.

Holding back the sob in her throat, she gently stroked Xiao Yangzi's head.

"Don't worry, sister will definitely wait for you to grow up."

These words made everyone in the room's eyes tear up.

Su Ji secretly turned her back, quietly wiped away her tears, turned around again, and greeted everyone with a smile.

"Wenyu, now that you're here, you can chat with Jinyue and play cards for a while. She can't get out of bed yet, but she'll be fine in a couple of days."

Zhao Wenyu raised his head proudly, hiding his red eyes, still using that annoying tone and being unforgiving with his words.

"Don't worry, Su Ji. Third sister is so small that as her younger sister, I will naturally go along with her." After saying that, she turned her head to Su Jinyue with a sly smile in her eyes.

"Whatever Third Sister wants to play, I'll get it for you."

Su Jinyue: "Thank you very much, Xiaoyuer."

"you!"

The fourth princess was angry, but she endured it.

"I won't argue with a little patient like you, so that others won't accuse me of bullying the weak, hum~"

"Okay, go play first. Remember to take your medicine on time."

Ying Zheng stood up from a group of children, gave a few instructions, then turned and walked out of Yuehua Palace.

"Yes, congratulations to my father."

As soon as Ying Zheng left, Yuehua Palace suddenly became extremely lively.

"Third sister, you slept for so long, did you go back to heaven? What's in heaven?"

"This hair, don't tell me, it's really beautiful. I also want to have white hair like this, it's so eye-catching..."

The sisters are all very smart and they all say nice things.

"That's not a good look, it's unique to the Great Qin. Hahaha, let's see who dares to act rashly in front of this national teacher from now on!"

Su Jinyue laughed arrogantly, successfully attracting the pointing of a group of girls.

Xiao Shisan took a special leave these days and stayed in Yuehua Palace with Su Ji.

He had just finished personally supervising the servants in decocting the medicine, and now he came in, staring at his elder sister lying on the bed.

Su Jinyue waved at him and patted him soothingly, "Sister, I'm fine, don't worry, Thirteen."

"Okay, sister, Thirteen is old enough now, so leave anything to Thirteen."

"Good~"

The sun rose in the east, shining on the princes and princesses crowded in the palace.

Brothers and sisters are connected by blood, and they go through the years hand in hand.

Being surrounded by so many people of the same age made it difficult for Su Jinyue to feel sad, and she soon started arguing with a few of them.