Chapter 636: Young Emperor Yin, Facing Ji Qingwei Directly (2)

Translator: _Min

Si Fuqing observed closely; although he spoke those words, there was not a trace of softness in his gaze.

He did not believe her.

It was understandable.

How could an emperor afford to trust others so easily?

At the age of nine, he possessed a maturity beyond his years. Clad in simple attire, he nonetheless exuded a commanding presence that was compelling. Si Fuqing suddenly remembered a description that suited him perfectly.

This youth seemed born with a face that challenged the world.

What were the ten provinces to him?

If he chose to battle, he would fight in all directions,

Evidently, the young emperor who would dominate the world and extend his conquests to the Western Continent was already showing signs of his future greatness at this moment.

He was born to be a ruler.

He demonstrated with his strength that the throne was rightfully his.

And so was the world.

Every place illuminated by the sun and moon, every river that flowed, was his to command.

A dragon hidden amongst fish, transforming upon encountering the storm.

This man, known as the Dragon Sparrow of the Great Xia, now stood before her.

The youth turned and went back into the palace, “I’m going to rest now. You float around for a bit.”

Si Fuqing:

What did he mean by letting her float around?

Not wanting to disappoint her idol, she indeed took a walk outside the palace.

There, she encountered eunuchs and palace maids who had bullied the youth.

After dealing with these eunuchs and maids, Si Fuqing dusted off her hands and returned to the dilapidated palace.

The youth was already asleep.

Even in sleep, his posture was defensive, always on alert.

Si Fuqing reached out and poked his face again.

He was so handsome even as a child; how devastatingly handsome must he grow up to be?

His beauty must be on par with her boss’s.

No wonder he had to wear a mask on the battlefield.

Si Fuqing continued poking.

A second later, a faint voice sounded, “Does my face feel good to touch?” Si Fuqing withdrew her hand and quickly wrote three words on the ground.

—Nice to touch.

The youth glanced at it and quickly turned away, his back facing her.

Si Fuqing, propping her chin with her hands, was about to go outside to find some blankets when the game system suddenly announced.

[Your weekly game time has ended. Please come back next time.]

The next second, she was ejected from the game system, returning to the login space.

She stared at the blank screen, falling silent.

There was a seven-day countdown in the top right corner of the screen.

Only an hour ofgameplay allowed per week?

What a ridiculous game design.

Si Fuqing logged out of the game and removed her game helmet.

She opened her eyes to a blue sky and towering skyscrapers.

Outside, the crew members were in groups, their laughter and voices reaching her,

Bringing her back to the familiar reality.

It was as if everything had just been a dream.

Si Fuqing pushed open the door of the rest room, taking a slow breath, “Sister Sang, pinch me.”

“What’s going on?” Sang Yanqing was puzzled, “Why on earth would you want me to pinch you?”

“Quick, don’t ask so much.” Si Fuqing stretched out her arm, “I need to see if I’m dreaming.”

Reluctantly, Sang Yanqing pinched her as requested.

But it was Sang Yanqing’s hand that ended up hurting more.

Sang Yanqing gasped, “…Did you emerge from a rock?!”

Even regular exercise couldn’t make one’s body as hard as iron walls.

“Sorry, sorry.” Si Fuqing clasped her hands together, “My body automatically goes into a defensive state, please understand.”

She really had met Emperor Yin!

Although it was only for an hour, she had even poked Emperor Yin’s face.

This return gift seemed tailor-made for her.

Therefore, she had to be more cautious.

The game could enhance a player’s abilities but also plunge them into life-and-death situations.

“You seem happy?” Sang Yanqing was surprised, “Did something good happen?

Share with me.”

Si Fuqing blinked, “I met someone I like. He’s really adorable.”

Sang Yanqing was even more astonished, “Adorable? How old is the person you like that you describe them this way?”

“He’s currently nine years old.” Si Fuqing calculated, “I don’t know how old he’ll be the next time I see him. I wonder how long I’ll have to wait.” She eagerly wanted to witness him uniting the world.

“Qingqing,” Sang Yanqing placed her hands on Si Fuqing’s shoulders, took a deep breath, and spoke earnestly, “Let’s not engage in illegal activities, okay? The minimum sentence is three years, and the maximum is the death penalty. Think it through.”

“There are many in the industry interested in you. I’ve been contacted by other teams in the past few days wanting to collaborate with you. If you really want to date, I won’t stop you, but nine is too young. At that age, they’re still in elementary school. No matter how adorable, restrain yourself.”

Si Fuqing:

She slowly responded, “Do I look that monstrous?”

“It’s good if you’re not.” Sang Yanqing was somewhat unconvinced, “You’re participating in the Seven Schools Joint Examination the day after tomorrow. The internet trolls will surely attack again, and I’ll have to do PR for you. Don’t break the law at a critical moment.”

Si Fuqing lazily replied, “I know, I know. Sister Sang, look at how well-behaved

I am. How could I possibly break the law?”

Once Sang Yanqing was assured that Si Fuqing had no intentions towards a nine-year-old schoolboy, she left to assign tasks to the studio staff.

The phone rang at that moment.

Si Fuqing glanced at it.

Note: Black-Hearted Monster (Do not respond for three days)

She hung up the call.

On the other end, Yu Xiheng looked at the phone screen, his eyebrows slightly raised.

“You’ve really upset her this time,” Shen Xingjun clicked his tongue, “Still not appeased?”

Yu Xiheng calmly replied, “I’m willing to make amends, no harm in trying a bit harder. ”

Shen Xingjun sighed, “I’ve never seen you like this before. No wonder you seem to be fallen, you must have been really scared that day. With your disposition, not many things can frighten you.”

“Yes,” Yu Xiheng replied calmly, “When I was a child, I encountered a ghost and was scared at the time.”

Shen Xingjun was taken aback, “A ghost? Doesn’t someone come to perform rituals at your house every month?”

Due to the old Lady Yu’s poor health and frequent nightmares, the old Master Yu had invited respected monks from the temple to perform blessings and preach at the Yu residence.

Of course, it would be ideal to have a Master of Yin-yang, but true Masters of Yin-Yang were nearly impossible to find.

Yu Xiheng did not elaborate further, only offering a light smile, “It was a good ghost, even cooked for me, though the food was quite awful.”

“Have you been watching too many fairy tales?” Shen Xingjun found it amusing, “A ghost that cooks for you? Surely the Yu family wasn’t so neglectful that they didn’t even feed you.”

Yu Xiheng chose not to respond further, quietly gazing out the window.

“I’ll be going then,” Shen Xingjun stood up, “I wish you luck in making things right with Miss Si soon.”

He resolved to find a partner himself, not wanting to hold back his friends.

The next day, Si Fuqing went to Northern State No. 1 Middle School to pick up her exam pass.

The director of admissions expressed his concern, “Miss Si, just do your best in the exam. Don’t put too much pressure on yourself to be in the top five.”

This year’s mid-year Seven School Joint Examination saw a rare high score of 670 points.

A score of 670 in the exam was much harder to achieve than a perfect score in the college entrance examination, given that the second place scored only 608 points, a significant gap.

It was said that Miss Ji, who planned to participate in the International Joint Examination next year, was a shoo-in for the top fifty.

The last Seven Schools Joint Examination was merely a practice for Ji Qingwei, who would participate again this year, competing on the same stage as other students.

For everyone else, they were competing essentially for second place. There was a gap between a study god and a true genius.

Of course, the director of admissions would not say this outright.

He needed to boost Si Fuqing’s confidence.

“‘l’ne exams tor tne seven scnools JOInt Examination are generally ditncult, and it’s common for our school’s students to score in the single digits,” the director reassured, “If you find the questions too difficult during the exam, don’t panic.”

Especially in the mathematics section, where it was not uncommon for students to faint.

Ambulances were even on standby outside.

Si Fuqing nodded, “I understand.”

“First place is out of reach,” the director of admissions added, “But competing for second place is still within our hopes.”

That first place was undoubtedly reserved for Ji Qingwei..