#740 - Prologue (IV)
Fengyuan, the Imperial Palace.
The cold wind fell, unwilling to gather its remaining chill.
Just as Yang Liu Shi, by some unknown means, had the little fox call her "Mother", a splash of blood bloomed on Xu Sui Sui's neck.
“. . .”
Xu Sui Sui's body trembled, her eyes tightly shut.
She felt the sticky, pungent blood, but felt no pain.
Is this the feeling before death?
Xu Sui Sui silently waited for the moment of blurred consciousness, countless images flashing through her mind like a revolving lantern.
The warm campus, the cold hospital bed, the woman with tear-filled eyes, the man with white hair...
Yes.
Xu Sui Sui, as the new Feng emperor, not only had no guards by her side at this moment, but she didn't even have a single life-saving item on her.
In the past half month of defending Fengyuan, she had used up all her system points, and even other life-saving treasures had been given to Qin Zhengqiu, Xu Quan, and others who had repeatedly fought on the front lines.
It seems that not only has the new Feng reached the end of its rope.
Even she, a transmigrator with a cheat, has reached a dead end.
But since it has already been so difficult, why hasn't she asked Wei Changtian for help other than saying "Save me"?
Perhaps only Xu Sui Sui herself understands this question.
In short, in this last moment before death, she became calm instead, and the originally ethereal sounds of fighting and roaring in the distance gradually became clear.
So noisy...
Xu Sui Sui thought so, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier.
She felt as if she was falling into a bottomless hole, surrounded by darkness.
Because just before she felt herself about to fall to the bottom of the hole, an incomparably familiar, yet somewhat doubtful voice suddenly sounded behind her.
“No.”
“Are you acting here?”
“A feigned injury to gain sympathy?”
“. . .”
Her body trembled violently, as if a ray of sunlight suddenly shone into the hole, and Xu Sui Sui felt light around her again in an instant.
She trembled and slowly opened her eyes, turning around—
She saw Wei Changtian, only three steps behind her, squinting at her, holding a masked man with a severed right palm in his hand.
Fresh blood kept gushing from the severed wound, winding and flowing on the ground.
“Wei, Wei Changtian, you—”
Xu Sui Sui stared blankly at everything, unable to utter a few words for a long time.
Wei Changtian waited for a while, finally interrupting impatiently:
“What's wrong with me?”
“This assassin wasn't deliberately arranged by you, was he?”
“. . .”
Subconsciously shaking her head, Xu Sui Sui then realized that the assassin's sword had not actually been swung just now, but had been stopped by Wei Changtian at the last moment.
As for the blood on her neck...
It was just the assassin's blood.
Realizing that all the "pre-death illusions" just now were just her scaring herself, Xu Sui Sui's tears welled up all at once.
Wei Changtian rolled his eyes at the sight, and with a wave of his hand, the assassin's sword at his feet rose into the air, instantly wiping across its owner's neck.
“Puchi!”
Fresh blood spurted out, and the assassin's body slowly fell down amidst Wei Changtian's mutterings.
“I'm convinced, you're an emperor, don't you even have a guard by your side?”
“Besides, you should quickly change to a Pure Jade Pendant.”
“What? You don't want to live anymore?”
“. . .”
It's hard to say whether Wei Changtian's words were questioning or mocking, or perhaps both.
In short, all the grievances and cowardice in Xu Sui Sui's heart, pierced by his sore spot, erupted at this moment.
“Wuuuu wuuuu!”
“I don't have anything!”
“Wuuuu! Are you satisfied now!”
“I would have died if you had come any later!”
“Why did you only come now! Wuuuu!”
“You promised me you'd be here soon!”
Dragging her long golden dress, she ran forward into the raging fire.
Xu Sui Sui suddenly threw herself into Wei Changtian's arms amidst the latter's astonished gaze, wailing and pounding his chest like crazy.
“Damn it!”
“Are you crazy!”
Wei Changtian was shocked and immediately grabbed Xu Sui Sui's wrist in a flustered manner.
Although the latter's "attack" was blocked, her crying became even louder.
“Wuuuu wuuuu!”
“Wei Changtian! Did you come long ago!”
“Have you been hiding and watching me make a fool of myself!”
“If there hadn't been an assassin just now, wouldn't you have come out!”
“Wuuuu wuuuu!”
“Say something!!!”
“. . .”
Looking up at Wei Changtian with tears streaming down her face, Xu Sui Sui struggled and shouted, the intricate gold ornaments in her hair shaking violently in the moonlight and firelight.
With her current appearance, not to mention the empress, changing her clothes would make her look like a shrew.
If you also consider that she is currently throwing herself into Wei Changtian's arms...
It's almost like a wronged wife is tearfully accusing her husband of why he cheated.
Rather than questioning, it is more of a venting.
And within this venting, there is also a sense of relief from unloading a heavy burden.
In front of Qin Zhengqiu, in front of Shen Ran, Xu Quan, in front of the Buddhist monks, in front of the millions of people in Fengyuan City, no matter how flustered and uneasy Xu Sui Sui is, she will try her best to appear calm.
But as soon as she saw Wei Changtian, she instantly discarded all pretense and returned to the female college student who obviously didn't have much ability, but had great ambitions, and was finally hit by reality until her head was bleeding.
The war drums never cease, the spring moon shines on Fengyuan.
In this way, Xu Sui Sui cried to death amidst the rumbling sounds of battle.
As for what Wei Changtian's reaction to this was...
His expression changed from disgust to calmness. By now, he had actually understood that the situation in the new Feng had reached its most critical point.
After all, even if you put aside this assassin, just judging from the fact that Xu Sui Sui has been crying here for so long and no one has come to protect her, the entire Fengyuan must already be at the end of its strength.
And extrapolating from this, Xu Sui Sui's current venting becomes acceptable—wait a minute!
That's not right!
Didn't I come to ask about Chu Xianping's matter?
How did I start sympathizing with her???
Suddenly realizing that he was almost running astray, Wei Changtian immediately put on a straight face, wanting to talk to Xu Sui Sui about serious matters.
As a result, it was only at this time that he discovered that the latter had fainted at some point.
???
Wei Changtian's expression froze, he put one arm around Xu Sui Sui's waist, and pinched the latter's wrist with the other.
Damn!
She really fainted!
After hesitating for a moment, Wei Changtian didn't wake Xu Sui Sui up immediately, but turned his head to look at a rockery outside the corridor.
Soon, Tang Chen, who had been hiding behind the rockery, walked closer, his eyes obviously a little strange.
Wei Changtian was too lazy to explain anything to Tang Chen. He supported Xu Sui Sui like this, and asked with a serious face:
“Have you used Heart-Viewing just now?”
“I have.”
“. . .”
“Heart-Viewing” is the supernatural power that Tang Chen used to initially screen spies in the army. There is the same model in the system, which is said to be able to detect a person's hostility towards another person. The heavier the hostility, the redder the mist above the head of the person being observed.
Just now, what Xu Sui Sui said, “Mind Reading” would definitely be useless, but “Heart-Viewing” would be more direct.
“How is it?”
Squinting his eyes, Wei Changtian asked again: “According to your experience, how much hostility does she have towards me?”
“Reporting to the Young Master.”
Tang Chen looked at Xu Sui Sui, who was leaning on Wei Changtian's shoulder with her eyes closed, and lowered his head to answer truthfully.
“The mist is pure white, without a trace of red.”
