After the system set its sights on the dragon throne, the princess started courting death every day.

Truly exquisite.

A little more would be too much, a little less would be ugly; just the right amount is perfect. Sometimes you really have to admit the Creator's favoritism.

She unconsciously swallowed, her gaze about to follow the flow downwards, when a clear cough appeared just in time, stopping her from her unbridled behavior. She heard Fu Qingbai say coldly, "Have you seen enough?"

Xiang An didn't respond, and coincidentally, it happened again. This wasn't the first time such a thing had happened. Having experienced the same coincidental responses many times, she was now quite accepting of it.

"Does it look good?"

Hearing Fu Qingbai ask again, Xiang An glanced at his face and nodded very honestly.

"Do you like it?" Fu Qingbai asked again. This time, Xiang An didn't nod immediately. He racked his brain for a moment, thinking about the faces of modern celebrities, and then nodded reluctantly.

The reason it's only half-baked is not because those celebrities are inferior to Fu Qingbai, or Fu Qingbai is inferior to those celebrities, but because too much time has passed, and the impressions and memories of unimportant people have become blurred.

She doesn't have any photos to compare them with right now, and based on her vague impression of celebrity look-alikes, she really can't be sure who is better or worse.

Fu Qingbai's only advantage is that he is currently in front of Xiang An, so he has a point over the others.

"Then let's see." Fu Qingbai calmly closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

Xiang An looked away as if waking from a dream, then suddenly realized that the two of them were too close. She slightly increased the distance, then thought with a hint of cursing, "Could this guy really see this?"

uncertain.

Ask?

Just as she turned to speak, she inadvertently noticed his two empty sleeves beside her. Xiang An was startled. She had been so captivated by his appearance that she had forgotten he was a seriously injured patient.

Wait a minute... so much time has passed, how come ancient painkillers were so effective?

As Xiang An drew closer, his heart sank. Sure enough, Fu Qingbai's forehead was covered in sweat, and his pale lips were even paler. He wasn't asleep; he had clearly fainted from the pain.

How to do how to do?

Xiang An got up and floated away, but the invisible barrier reappeared. He couldn't help but curse angrily: "Damn system, Fu Qingbai has fainted! I don't care if you want to trap me, but if such a 'fool' hero dies, do you really think the so-called Heavenly Dao will let you off the hook?"

"Logically speaking, a 'fool' like him usually has some merits and virtues. Even if he dies, the King of Hell would still look at him with more respect in his next life."

"He's not dead yet, and you're just going to watch him die? Can your conscience really be at peace with you?"

Regardless of whether it was useful or not, or whether the logic was sound or not, in a fit of anger, he rambled on to An Chun Chun.

[The barrier is Heaven's punishment for the host's excessive violations; the system has no right to interfere.] The cold, mechanical voice spoke indifferently.

The question that had puzzled him for so long was finally answered, but Xiang An felt no joy, only displeasure.

"If you can't control the barrier, then control Fu Qingbai! Based on the tropes I've read in novels over the years, your system always has some kind of shop. Go buy some medicine right now to keep him from dying!"

After a moment of silence, the system coldly replied: "Dying is dying. Everything will start anew when you restart, host. Isn't that what you've always wanted? So why are you in such a rush?"

Xiang An was taken aback. This had indeed always been her idea, so ever since she transmigrated, she had never been afraid of anything and had only thought about how to kill the emperor.

Now that the system had said that, she felt uneasy and couldn't find the reason, but Xiang An decided to follow her heart.

"Just save them! What's with all the nonsense?"

The system cannot save him; at best, it can only keep him alive.

"Protect!" Xiang An said without hesitation.

[The cost is extremely high; host, please proceed with caution.]

"What price?"

The host does not have permission to know.

"So mysterious, could it be that they want to kill me?" Xiang Anxin trembled. He wanted to save Fu Qingbai, that was true, but if saving her meant taking her life, then he absolutely couldn't do it.

After several failed assassination attempts that cost her her life, she noticed that although she could keep starting over, the pain she suffered before her death was unbearable for ordinary people.

To save or not to save?

He took a deep breath and couldn't speak for a long time. It was as if two little black and white figures were arguing and fighting in his mind.

The little black man said, "Let him die sooner. The sooner he dies, the sooner he'll be reborn, the sooner he'll be free. He has the ability to resist and escape, but he chooses to be imprisoned. Why should we risk our own lives to save him?"

The white-haired little man said, "He cannot be allowed to die. His family has a long history of heroic deeds. He protected his country and guarded the border at a young age, unafraid of death. He is a hero. Even if he dies, he should die on the battlefield, not under the conspiracy of imperial power."

The little black man said again, "Now that he has lost both his hands, he can no longer protect his home or country. He has lost his usefulness. Yet Xiang Xin, such a cold-blooded and cruel person, will not let him die. This is clearly because he wants to torment him further. Rather than being tortured to death, it would be better for him to die quickly now."

The white-haired little man retorted, "He has lost both hands, but when he woke up just now, he didn't try to kill himself, which means he wanted to live. How can you bear to abandon someone with such a strong will to live? What will happen to his family if he dies? He's the only adult male left in the entire Manhou Mansion."

"Moreover, in the emperor's bedroom, he and Xiang Xin were clearly very familiar with each other, and the two seemed to have some unknown plans in private."

“In that case, how could Xiang Xin possibly torture him? At most, he would imprison him. After all, his achievements are so great that they threaten the emperor's position, which is quite normal from the emperor's suspicious nature.”

The black and white figures were arguing incessantly in Xiang An's mind, each with their own reasons, making the situation even more tangled and impossible to unravel.

"This is so annoying, so annoying! Stop arguing!" Xiang An said, extremely annoyed.

[Countdown: 10... 8... 3... 1...]

"save!"

At the last second, Xiang An gritted his teeth and made a decision.

The next instant, a white light slowly swept over Fu Qingbai's entire body. The moment the white light ended, his chest heaved more, his breathing became noticeably stronger, and his face was no longer as white as paper.

"Fu Qingbai, I've paid back everything I owed you!"

If he hadn't avenged her in the cave, if it weren't for the clothes he gave her, if it weren't for the medicine he gave her, if it weren't for... In short, no matter what, she would never have saved him!

Just after midnight, a figure suddenly moved outside the door, and Xiang An felt a chill: "Who's there?"

In the dead of night, when all is dark and the lights are out, a murder takes place and the body is disposed of...

Even though Xiang An has become a spirit, he is still afraid of such thoughts, especially now that he is in a strange and unknown dojo.