Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

"Keeping me alive would be a threat to your rule. Even if I have no such intention, my subjects will surely have some thoughts... Or, you could use a substitute to die in my place and order me to change my name and never set foot in the Central Plains again." The other party seemed to be helping her think of a solution and didn't care whether he lived or died.

"..." The girl choked for a few seconds, and finally just extended two fingers and touched the other person's forehead:

"My foolish sister."

"Well."

Zhao Chuxiao tilted her head back slightly.

Then, as if she had been poked in the sore spot, she raised her hand and rubbed it.

Xi Heng then realized that he hadn't trimmed his nails, and that poking them like that would probably hurt quite a bit.

Go back and trim it properly...

After a moment of thought, the girl continued:

"You and I are the most powerful people in this world, how can we be bound by these rules and regulations? Who in this world can stop me from killing whomever I want or protecting whomever I want?"

“But everything has its own destiny and cause and effect. Even an emperor is bound by destiny…” Chu Xiao finished rubbing her temples, coughed lightly, and retorted in a serious manner.

"If the whole world tries to stop me, I will surely overturn this world." Xi Heng chuckled lightly, "As for fate and destiny, what does it matter?"

The girl, who resembled Xi Heng, blinked and repeated her previous question: "So, you're not going to kill me?"

"do not kill."

"You won't cripple my martial arts? You won't lock me up in a death row?"

"Hmm." Xi Heng yawned: "I still need you to do things for me. I don't want to deal with all the troublesome political affairs in this world by myself."

Zhao Chuxiao was silent for a while, then said, "The former emperor, as a subject, has never acted in such a way..."

“Now, it is here.” After she finished speaking, she stepped to the side, looked back, and beckoned to the Crimson Goddess who was watching from afar.

Once Chen Fenghuo was close enough, Xi Heng introduced:

"This is the Holy Maiden of the Dark Heaven Sect. The Dark Heaven Sect will be revered as the state religion... To be honest, this name feels a bit off, so let's change it to the Xuan Tian Sect."

"Huh?" The Crimson Goddess didn't react for a moment.

Xi Heng ignored him and continued, "From now on, Chu Xiao will continue to be in charge of the administration of the Great Zhao, Chen Fenghuo will lead the Xuantian Sect to be in charge of the judiciary and to purge corrupt officials, and I will continue to be in charge of the military and oversee the overall situation."

She clapped her hands, and that was it, decided so easily.

"Huh?" Zhao Chuxiao was also stunned for a moment, pressing her temples to try to understand, and then asked, "Does that mean that she and I will be positioned as the Prime Minister and the Censor-in-Chief?"

"From now on, there will be no more Grand Commandant, Chancellor, and Imperial Censor—the Three Dukes will be replaced by Emperor, Ruler, and Holy Envoy." Xi Heng said, "From now on, Great Zhao will be renamed Heavenly Zhao—you and I will send people to inform the heavens, the sun, moon, mountains, and rivers of this matter, and to inform the millions of people of Heavenly Zhao; I will hold a sacrifice on the summit of Penglai Mountain to ascend the throne and become Emperor, to usher in a new era and govern the world!"

……

The New Year, the fourteenth day of the first lunar month.

The sky was clear and the stars were bright.

After the grand ceremony at Penglai Mountain was completed, Xi Heng set up an altar to inform the world and also dispatched many soldiers to spread the news to all people in all directions. The name of the world was changed to "Tian Zhao" and the reign title was changed to "Tai Heng".

Countless officials in the capital, along with more than 100,000 soldiers from the capital's army and the victorious army, saluted in front of the imperial city, shouting "Long live the Emperor!" three times.

The Holy Maiden of the Dark Heaven Sect was granted the title of 'Holy Envoy', and the Dark Heaven Sect was adopted as the national religion of Tian Zhao, renamed 'Xuan Tian Sect' by His Majesty.

The former emperor Zhao Chuxiao participated in the sacrificial ceremony and was bestowed the title of "Renjun" by the emperor, overseeing the administration of Tianzhao.

From now on, the title of emperor will be changed, with the two characters alternating, and he will be called '帝皇' (Emperor).

The Emperor is the embodiment of the Great Dark Mother, and also a child of the Mother. To meet the Emperor is to meet the Mother.

The ceremony was a great achievement, and the people of the capital praised it, shouting, "Long live the Emperor!"

……

The capital city, the Qin-Xie long alley.

Today, in this bustling area, every few hundred meters of open space on the wall is covered with a sheet of Xuan paper with black characters written on white paper. The text printed on it is the founding edict that Xi Heng ascended the throne and changed the country's name and era name.

The text is simple and easy to understand, requiring no further interpretation.

And every so often, one could hear literate people loudly reciting this text.

On the south side, there is a flower-filled building.

Yan Hongji, the head of the Yan family, was standing on the balcony upstairs, directing the clansmen and their followers below to set up a lantern shed in front of the building, hanging lanterns and decorations in preparation for the Lantern Festival the next day.

Along the way, she could always hear the sound of imperial edicts being read from the side, sometimes near, sometimes far.

"Emperor..." Hongji murmured, recalling Xiheng's appearance.

Although it is known that she is a member of the royal family and has great power, she is bound to achieve great things and it is not surprising that she will ascend the throne.

But I never expected the project to become so large.

She thought that, given her special relationship with Xi Heng, she might be recruited into the palace as a concubine or something else...

As she thought about it, her face flushed slightly again.

Suddenly, a voice came from the side:

"Young Miss, the colorful lights inside the building have all been set up."

Hongji looked up and saw that it was Chunxian.

"Okay, send the rest to the front."

"Yes." The maid Chunxian then jogged downstairs again.

Ever since Xi Heng showed some affection for Chun Xian that day, she kept this little maid by her side.

"I wonder what Xi Heng and Chu Xiao are doing now... They just ascended the throne today, so the affairs of state must be quite busy."

Lost in thought, he subconsciously turned around and looked up, directing his gaze toward the imperial city.

Although Qin Xie Lane is located in the inner city, it is still quite far from the imperial palace.

Looking out from this high vantage point, one can only see faint lights shining in the distant imperial city, making it impossible to distinguish which palace Xi Henghui resides in.

She had been hearing a lot about Xi Heng lately, but she didn't want to hear any news; she wanted to meet him.

When will we be able to meet again?

The memories of when they were together still occasionally flow through her heart, accompanying her longing.

The dignified and beautiful young woman sighed softly, rested her elbows on the balcony railing, and supported her chin with both hands, gazing intently into the distance.

Compared to the complex affairs of state, she cared more about the people she loved and cared about.

"Since we've been living in the capital, perhaps Xiheng will come often when he has some free time?" That was all she could hope for.

Time passes slowly.

The lighthouse below the building was also successfully built by people.

The orange-red lanterns are neatly arranged in rows and columns, and when lit, they look like peeled oranges.

Only then did Yan Hongji finally turn her gaze away, thank the busy workers below for their hard work a few times, clapped her hands to let them collect their reward money, and disperse.

"Young Miss." Chunxian's clear voice, like the chirping of a nightingale at dawn, came from behind.

"What's wrong?" she asked calmly.

“Over there, that figure looks like…” Chunxian approached excitedly, one hand on the railing and the other pointing into the distance.

"So energetic..." Yan Hongji thought to herself as she looked at him.

Despite having been busy all day preparing for tomorrow's Lantern Festival, Chunxian still looked lively. Her bright yellow embroidered bird dress swayed slightly with her movements, like a nightingale flapping its wings as it walked.

She also looked in the direction the other person was pointing.

"It seems to be the same customer from before!"

"Oh?"

In the distance, a wide street lies under the cover of night.

Tonight, the moon is bright and the stars are few. The silvery light falls on the world and illuminates everything. Although it is not as clear as during the day, it is still quite bright.

The Qin Xie Lane was filled with a festive atmosphere. Lanterns were lit everywhere, and there were two or three times more red lanterns than usual. Street vendors were calling out their wares, and colorful lanterns hung from tree branches and roof ridges.

The lights of the street illuminated a scene of dazzling lights and extravagant revelry.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, three women dressed in colorful and gorgeous clothes walked side by side, attracting everyone's attention.

The woman on the left has rare, light golden hair that flows freely, as if it had been straightened. Her features are exceptionally beautiful, and her eyes and brows always exude a unique charm.

Yan Hongji couldn't quite discern the nature of this aura for a moment, only feeling that it was holy and pure, unlike that of an ordinary person.

The other two beside her were no less impressive than her, with the girl in the center, whose white hair was casually tied up, appearing even more elegant and noble, with a pure and otherworldly temperament.

The black-haired girl beside him also exuded a sense of nobility, elegance, and profundity, making her even more enigmatic and unfathomable.

Of the three, two were her closest friends.

“Xi Heng, Chu Xiao,” she murmured, a sweet smile playing on her lips.

Sure enough, he came to see her.

Over there, the white-haired girl suddenly walked to the side, picked up a gold hairpin from a roadside stall, bought it, and then braided the hair of the black-haired woman beside her.

Seeing how harmoniously they got along, Yan Hongji's worries gradually subsided.

After all, although the two are sisters, they are both members of the royal family. In the face of the throne, their sisterly relationship should mean nothing.

Red Iso often worries that her two best friends will fight to the death over the throne, or go their separate ways.

But now that the throne has been decided and her friends seem to be unharmed, she is relieved.

Yan Hongji turned around and said, "We have distinguished guests. Chunxian, come with me to greet them."

“Yes, Miss.” Chunxian immediately followed, equally delighted.

……

"It suits you quite well." Xi Heng looked at his younger sister after putting the gold hairpin in her hair.

"Is that so..." Chu Xiao seemed a little confused. She had been aloof since childhood and rarely received gifts from her peers.

She reached behind her and touched the gold hairpin, then smoothed her hair, but unfortunately, she couldn't find a mirror to see how she looked.

Chen Fenghuo, who came from a fishing family in a seaside village, was captivated by the prosperity of the capital city and kept looking around at the brocade world.

After ascending the throne, as night fell, Xi Heng managed to get half a day of free time. He then led the two people beside him and suggested that they come to Qin Xie Lane, which was in the midst of a festive atmosphere, to have dinner together.

After changing clothes and makeup, this trip was a way to conceal their identities and travel incognito.

"Is this the capital city...?" Chen Fenghuo's expression was somewhat complicated.

"Although this place is prosperous and bright, it also hides many filthy places." Xi Heng reminded him, "As the Holy Envoy in charge of the laws of Tian Zhao, you must not be blinded by appearances."

"I see."

"However, it wouldn't hurt for us to relax for a while today." The white-haired girl casually took the hands of the two people beside her and led them forward.

The target is not far away. Passing through the lights of the streets and alleys, you can see the neatly arranged red and yellow lanterns shining brightly, and behind them, the Flower Pavilion, which is more magnificent than the surrounding buildings.

Two young girls walked out from in front of the pavilion and looked this way; they were Yan Hongji and Chunxian.

"hello."

Xi Heng then released the two people beside him and waved to them.

The other person was momentarily taken aback, and like Xi Heng, raised his hand, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Finally, he murmured, "Long live the Emperor?"

Upon hearing this, the white-haired girl covered her mouth and laughed for a while, then waved her hand and said, "Use the same way you did before, and besides... when Chu Xiao sat on the throne, I never saw you call her Your Majesty."

"That was agreed upon back then." Yan Hongji coughed lightly, then bowed to Chu Xiao, before turning to the blonde girl beside her: "And who is this Your Highness?"

"Chen Fenghuo, the Holy Maiden of the Dark Heavenly Cult," Xi Heng introduced.

"Now it is the Xuantian Sect, Your Majesty." After Chen Fenghuo finished speaking, he turned around and crossed his hands in front of his chest, performing a salutation to Hongji.

Yan Hongji returned the greeting naturally and introduced herself smoothly.

However, when he saw Chen Fenghuo subconsciously leaning towards Xi Heng, he narrowed his eyes.

“We’ve been busy all day and only have a little free time at night, so we’ve come here to have a meal and rest. May we go inside now?” Xi Heng asked.

"You can come anytime." Yan Hongji's voice softened slightly.