Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

The once four- or five-story Yan Pavilion and Song Tower has been reduced to a pile of broken frames and ashes. The various pieces of furniture, including gold and jade, red gauze, and sandalwood carvings, along with lanterns, railings, fine wines and delicacies, and ornamental plants, have all become dust in the ashes.

The fire did not spread too much; it only blackened the surrounding buildings but did not ignite them.

In the early morning, wisps of smoke still drifted slowly from the ashes and rubble. Nearby, government officials inquired about the cause of the fire, while others gathered in small groups to discuss the situation.

Seeing that most of the surrounding shops were no longer open, Xi Heng also wrote a notice announcing that Yu Yi Ge would also be temporarily closed.

Focusing solely on Xiao Yuxuan, he observed the many burn victims who had arrived the previous day.

Currently, two patients with nearly full-body burns are still in critical condition inside the store, barely breathing.

With relatives by their side, they were all unable to bear it, and many did not sleep all night.

Those whose injuries were not so serious were able to do some activities. Xi Heng prescribed some more medicine, filled some medicine bottles, and gave them a few jars of ointment. Then he sent them away for the time being and focused on the two seriously ill patients.

As he approached for the consultation, his brow furrowed slightly.

The patient's relatives and friends nearby anxiously asked about the situation. She led a few of them out and gave them a death sentence notice in the backyard.

“The situation is not good. Those two are covered in burns. It would be a great blessing if they could live for another three days.” Xi Heng shook his head: “Unless there is a special method, we should prepare for their funeral.”

"Does Doctor Xi have a solution?" a wealthy family member asked, bowing respectfully.

“There are three ways to save him: invite the Holy Maiden of the Pure Fire Sect, find a Heavenly Ice Lotus in a short time, and find a mortal sorcerer to draw a talisman to keep him alive,” Xi Heng said simply.

After she finished speaking, the people in front of her hesitated.

The Holy Maiden of the Pure Fire Sect remains unattainable for the children of these prominent families in the capital, and the Heavenly Mountain Ice Lotus is something they have never even heard of. Only a handful of people have heard of the mortal sorcerer, but they don't know if it's true or not—after all, there are far too many people who use this name to deceive others.

"Just do your best."

After speaking, the girl left the scene and continued preparing the medicine.

Two days later, someone said that the Tianshan Ice Lotus was on its way and was being delivered as quickly as possible.

The two, their bodies engulfed in flames, were on the verge of death, their expressions and wills blurred, and it would not be surprising if they died in the next moment.

Using materials from the clinic and expensive medicines sent by the patient's relatives, she concocted a remedy that could only prolong the patient's life for two days, which was already the limit.

In the end, he stepped forward and used his profound martial arts internal energy to forcefully infuse the patient's meridians, stimulating life potential to prolong life for a short period of time.

A day later, the ice lotus arrived. Xi Heng crushed it and, along with the prepared auxiliary medicines, worked through the night to prepare three small pills.

Amidst the watchful eyes of the public, the fine pill was fed to the critically ill patient, ultimately managing to save his life.

After a period of recuperation, the two gradually regained consciousness, and the scabs and pus on their skin gradually faded away, allowing them to move around with difficulty. Their family members then took them away from the clinic.

Just a few days later, an embroidered congratulatory banner was sent, bearing the seven characters "A miraculous hand that brings the dead back to life."

Xi Heng hung it on the counter, and afterwards the number of guests coming to visit him increased again and again.

People no longer limit themselves to Qin Xie Lane; people from other parts of the capital and even the outer city will come here specifically.

The most common types of ailments she treats are burns and scar removal—it is through treating these two conditions that she has gradually gained some fame among the people.

As its reputation grew, more and more patients came specifically to see it each day.

Therefore, Xi Heng rarely had time to accompany Yin Wanluan in preparing meals.

Out of desperation, he wrote a medical book on treating burns and scar removal, recording various prescriptions for effective medicines within it.

Some of the recipes are difficult to cook and require attention to many details; otherwise, they can easily fail.

There are also simple medicines that don't require much attention to detail; you just need to put all the ingredients into a pot and then turn on the heat to boil them.

The book details various treatment methods, and after reading it, even someone who has never studied medicine can directly treat some simple burn symptoms.

Xi Heng printed many copies and gave them directly to patients he met.

Gradually, the book gained some fame, and medical clinics in the capital sent people to ask for its study. She simply gave them the book and said they could freely photocopy and sell it.

Gradually, the book circulated outside the capital city. Because the experience contained therein was truly effective, every medical clinic and bookstore in the surrounding area kept a copy.

After word spread, the number of patients who would specifically come to her clinic gradually decreased, and she regained her free time.

Xi Heng exhaled and returned to his usual routine.

As time went by, several more years passed.

To this day, it has been twenty-five years since the two came to live in the mortal world.

One morning, it was still barely dawn.

Xi Heng casually tidied up the clinic and opened the door, only to find a customer wearing a hooded robe standing outside.

Do you have an acute illness that requires medical attention?

She didn't look closely and asked directly.

After years of ordinary life, Xi Heng has reduced some of his external perception abilities and usually only uses his five senses.

I glanced at it and felt a sense of familiarity, but I couldn't immediately recognize who it was.

Only when the person drew closer by half a step did they realize who it was from their aura.

The person before me was Zhao Chuxiao again.

"I have something to say."

"Oh."

As Xi Heng welcomed the guests inside, before even returning to the counter, he sensed a slight fluctuation of spiritual light.

The spiritual power the other party used caused the pharmacy doors to creak shut.

The light that was originally coming from the outside was blocked, making the interior of the clinic a little darker.

"guest?"

She tilted her head, wondering what the other person was thinking.

Is my little sister going to talk about something shady in the shop?

Before I could even finish guessing, the other person had already removed the black robe and hood from their head, revealing strands of brown-gray hair and piercing, bright eyes staring at me.

Even in dim lighting, it does not impair their vision in the slightest.

After being stared at for several seconds, Xi Heng heard the other party speak:

"You should know who I am, shouldn't you?"

Zhao Chuxiao's words seemed to be a test, or perhaps she had already made up her mind about something.

"I have a general idea?" Xi Heng replied calmly and naturally.

“Since you know, I’ll be frank—I remember when we last met, I felt a sense of familiarity and suspicion. Later, I found the royal family genealogy and saw that you looked remarkably like my elder sister. After hearing that you were known as Physician Xi among the common people, I no longer had any doubts.” He then began to speak to Fang Yan:

"You are Zhao Xiheng, who disappeared back then, isn't that right?"

Xi Heng tapped his cheek with his fingertip and casually asked, "Is there something you need?"

"I do not know why my elder sister returned to the capital, nor do I know what she has been through before. I have only come here to ask one thing—do you want to be the emperor?" the other party asked directly.

"Oh, I don't really want to," she said, shaking her head.

"Why?"

"Being an emperor is so boring. All you do all day is deal with politics. You're so busy that you don't have any time for yourself at all," Xi Heng said, shrugging his shoulders as he told this kind of lie.

The truth is: I have already sat on the throne of emperor, and I have no such desire in this life.

"Are you really not willing?" The other party replied, "If you are, you can return to the court with me to develop your career. If there is an opportunity, perhaps you can abdicate the throne."

"...So, you don't want to do it anymore?" The black-haired girl blinked.

Did he come here specifically to find her in order to find a successor?

Zhao Chuxiao joined the Pure Fire Sect at a young age and never had a worldly marriage.

But below her, there should be several princes and princesses of the same generation.

There's no reason for them to come looking for her, a princess who has been away for a long time and has long been missing in people's eyes.

The other party was silent for a moment, and then slowly replied after a few seconds:

"Now that the country is stable, the troubles of the early days, the rebellious people on the frontier, and the treacherous officials of the previous dynasty have all been cleaned up. From now on, the future of the dynasty will no longer require my support, and it is time to let go."

Xi Heng asked curiously, "What do you plan to do next?"

"To go to the realm of spirits connected to the Pure Fire Sect, and cultivate to enter the Dao." This was the first time Zhao Chuxiao had spoken this thought aloud, and she even let out a breath as she finished speaking.

"Not bad." Xi Heng smiled: "You have done a very good job in developing the country to its current state without losing your Dao heart due to various pressures."

"Don't say anything more." Zhao Chuxiao felt that Xi Heng's attitude was a bit strange, but she immediately shook her head and changed the subject:

"My brothers and sisters below each have their own flaws, and I do not have a high opinion of them. If you are willing to ascend the throne, you can come to the palace to undergo trials for a while."

"But you don't even know me, do you? Why can you trust me?"

"Whether it's the feeling of qi or the feeling of the heart, they are all reminding me that you are no ordinary person," the other party said.

"That's all?"

The other person nodded slightly, and when their eyes met, a hint of reminiscence lingered in their eyes as they recalled some events from their childhood.

"Is this so..."

Xi Heng simply took this so-called premonition as a result of his unintentional exposure of a bit of spiritual power, which created a special charm that seeped into the other person's heart, hence the high regard he held for him.

"How was the answer?"

"No way." She shook her head immediately.

She came here simply to spend an ordinary life with Yin Wanluan.

If one were to become emperor, the word "ordinary" would no longer apply.

"really?"

"Is it true?" Xi Heng replied, then said, "I wish you success in your future cultivation."

"But if that's the case... perhaps the one who will take charge of Huangxiao in the future will no longer be from our Zhao family." The other party sighed lightly, showing no optimism about the successor.

Upon hearing this, Xi Heng simply smiled and said:

"Many dynasties have risen and fallen, their cycles of birth and death endless. Even the Great Zhao was just one of them. The lives of the millions of people in a dynasty are fleeting. What is the so-called 'Zhao family' in the vast expanse of history?"

"You mean?" Zhao Chuxiao vaguely sensed something.

"Let things go as they should."

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Volume 1: Chapter 420, The Return of the Pearl of Hepu

"Let it go if it's meant to go," Xi Heng said, shrugging.

"..."

After he finished speaking, the other person fell into silence and deep thought.

Half a minute later, Xi Heng approached and waved in front of her, finally bringing his little princess back to her senses. She then said slowly:

"Such a thought... might indeed be better for the country."

Zhao Chuxiao glanced at Xi Heng one more time, then took a few steps back towards the door and recited her farewell words: "I hope we'll meet again in the future."

"Goodbye, goodbye." The girl waved casually.

This extraordinary event ended easily with just this simple conversation.

However, the changes brought about by this dialogue seem to be quite significant for the entire country.

The following year, the Huangxiao court promulgated a new set of laws and regulations unprecedented in history—weakening the absolute authority of the monarch and the political environment of a hereditary monarchy, preventing the country from becoming a one-man show for the monarch, and establishing a cabinet to assist the monarch in managing domestic affairs, and so on...

The political landscape of the country was thus greatly altered, and propaganda and news about it swept across the entire nation like waves.

However, the imperial court itself, which was at the center of the reforms, was functioning quite smoothly.

This matter was established many years ago and has been promoted in many ways.

Many prominent families, political factions, and high-ranking members of the Pure Fire Cult were already quite supportive, and with the monarch's tacit approval, the transition of power was smooth.

With the new policies established, Chen Fenghuo took the stage as the first chief prime minister, leading the cabinet to assist the monarch in handling state affairs.

Because the world was relatively stable, the policy changes were peaceful and gradual, and did not lead to many troubles among the people.

For Xi Heng, an ordinary person living in the capital city below, daily life remained largely unchanged.