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

"The Imperial Master of the Great Qin, the Protector of the Nation, Jin Yue of the Ying clan, Zhao clan, cares for all living beings, and has the ability to escape rebirth. He is a great saint, compassionate, benevolent, and filial."

"His heart of heaven, long sealed in dust, is now cleared of dust and reborn, illuminating the heavens and myriad worlds. He is truly the True God of Coordination, the auspicious star that governs the world."

"I, the Supreme Emperor of Mankind, hereby ennoble him today as 'Emperor of Moonlight'. He shall share the world with me, live as long as the heavens, enjoy eternal incense, and protect the people!"

The wind was howling, sand and rocks were flying, thunder was roaring, and lightning was whistling and striking the altar.

The heaven and earth were angry, roaring and shaking all things.

Ying Zheng stood with his hands behind his back, ignoring the lightning around him, drew the long sword from his waist, and cut off the black cloth covering the giant monument with one sword.

On it, every word was deeply engraved, clearly showing the hymn he had just recited.

Lightning followed closely behind, striking the giant monument fiercely.

The crackling sound continued.

The corners of Ying Zheng's lips curled up coldly, and he watched quietly as the lightning followed the iron wire on the giant monument and was led into the ground.

Chop it.

Destroy one, and I will build a hundred more.

Not only will I erect monuments, I will also bury hundreds and eighty of them underground.

This is what Saner said, be prepared for any eventuality and let future generations know, haha.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng suddenly felt something in his heart and turned his head abruptly to look in the direction of Su Jinyue.

The people who were originally following Ying Zheng closely, followed his gaze and turned their heads to look at Su Jinyue.

The thunder roared loudly, but Su Jinyue was still sleeping.

Everyone's mood became increasingly heavy.

Ying Zheng gritted his teeth more and more tightly, and was about to lose control of his anger.

He was about to order Liu Ji to be brought in immediately and have his head beheaded under the inscription.

Suddenly, a skinny child jumped out from among the children behind Su Jinyue, took the lead and knelt beside Su Jinyue, shouting, "Emperor! Emperor Yuehua! May your life be as long as the heavens, may your life be as long as the heavens!"

Cheers suddenly broke out, and the children's voices were not in unison. One by one, they knelt on the ground and shouted, "Emperor! Emperor Yuehua!"

The shouts seemed to have the power to break the sky.

"call--"

Taking a deep breath, Su Jinyue suddenly opened her eyes. Her eyes were wide open, she was gasping for breath, her clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and her frantic eyes were filled with the fear of just waking up.

In an instant, the world became quiet.

"He's awake! The Imperial Master is awake!"

"The Emperor is awake! The Emperor, the Emperor!"

It was still the voices of the young children that awakened everyone from their daze.

For some reason, this scene brought tears to the eyes of many ministers.

The old men were sentimental because of their age, and they cried and laughed at the same time.

"It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up."

Su Jinyue was still a little confused and didn't know what day it was.

Ying Zheng, Fusu, Shisan and others had quickly surrounded her.

"Third sister, great, you finally woke up."

"Sister, sister, uh... you scared me to death."

The children were expressing their emotions, and Ying Zheng looked at Su Jinyue in the crowd with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Just wake up.

He raised his head and looked around, just in time to see a ray of bright sunshine shining from the horizon.

The dark clouds seemed to turn away in frustration.

Come and go in a hurry.

The sky suddenly became as bright as before.

"The Qin Dynasty will enjoy peace forever!"

I don't know who shouted.

Upon hearing this, everyone responded.

"The Qin Dynasty will enjoy peace forever!"

The loud shouts continued, resounding through the sky, as if they were about to break through the heavens and the earth.

Su Jinyue weakly drank the medicine soup that Xia Wuqie handed over and gave everyone a weak smile, "What's the big fuss? Why are you crying?"

As soon as she finished speaking, without waiting for anyone to respond, her head drooped and she fainted again.

"Third sister!"

"Ah~ Sister! Ahhh!"

When something unexpected happened, the crying and wailing attracted everyone's attention again.

Xia Wuqie was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he hurriedly grabbed Su Jinyue's wrist to take her pulse.

After a few breaths, the fear on his face faded away and he looked around calmly.

"The Emperor has woken up, but he hasn't eaten in days and is exhausted. He just needs some rest and recuperation."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The few people who were crying just now lowered their heads embarrassedly and wiped their tears secretly.

Ying Zheng loosened his clenched hands, implying that Liu Ji was lucky and had escaped death again.

The rain has stopped and the wind has died down, it's a perfect time to move.

Although it is easier to go up the mountain than down, the descent, which should have been slower, became exceptionally smoother as the weather improved.

Their clothes were wet and their shoes and socks were soaked. Although the mountain road was muddy, everyone's heart was filled with joy and pride.

After the ceremony, although climbing the mountain in the rain was indeed embarrassing, this Fengshan Ceremony became one of the most glorious events in history. Later generations of scholars and writers wrote numerous poems and classics for it, which were passed down through the ages.

Of course, Ying Zheng and the others had no way of knowing about all this at the time. They were simply happy for the Great Qin, for His Majesty, for the National Master, and for the people.

They want to put their knowledge to good use and serve their country. This group of scholars and literati are proud and have no regrets in death.

Everyone climbed down Mount Tai slowly, one by one.

Su Ji, who was waiting at the foot of the mountain, had already heard the news that Su Jinyue had woken up from the messenger who had arrived earlier.

As soon as the sacrificial team came down, Su Ji trotted over to meet them and threw herself next to Su Jinyue's sedan chair.

"My son, Yue'er."

She looked at Su Jinyue, who was still sleeping on the sedan chair, with some anxiety.

Thirteen quickly supported her arm and said, "Don't worry, mother. My sister is weak. She will be fine after she goes back to recuperate."

"Okay, that's good. Take good care of yourself, eat more, and you'll be fine."

She murmured, picked up Su Jinyue's hands, and rubbed them back and forth, hoping to warm Su Jinyue's cold hands.

"Get in the car, everyone, go straight back to the post station."

At the command, everyone quickly climbed onto their respective carriages.

In the carriage, the servants had prepared hot tea, ginger soup, and dry clothes for everyone to change into.

Everything happened quickly.

Soon, the sacrificial team rushed back to the post station.

Ying Zheng sympathized with everyone's hard work and ordered them to rest for three days. The doctors took everyone's pulse and prescribed medicine so that everyone could recover.

For a moment, the entire post station became leisurely.

The long-lost laughter rang out again.

The princesses and princes crowded into Su Jinyue's room, chatting together, looking particularly relaxed.

"When she wakes up, we'll have to make our Emperor bleed, and then we'll go to her gold mountain and get some gold cakes~"

There was still a hint of coquettishness in the Fourth Princess' voice, but everyone listened happily and even responded with a few words.

"Yes, yes! Let's move more and make Third Sister feel bad!"

"Then let's go with our pickaxes and dig for gold ourselves. That would be a very elegant thing to do."

"How can it be elegant? It's clearly vulgar, but this princess just likes this kind of vulgarity, hehe..."