klisemfg Chapter 377: Ancient Dimension, Cannon Fodder Jin 5, Whose Marriage Was Snatched Away by His Cousin
Chapter 377: Ancient Dimension, Cannon Fodder Jin 5, Whose Marriage Was Snatched Away by His Cousin
He couldn't see the girl's face clearly, but it was indeed a very tragic scene. A woman died at the moment of her marriage, which was really unlucky...
Xiao Jingyuan looked at everything in front of him indifferently. This was the ninety-ninth time he had seen the scene of a woman's death in his dream.
He didn't know why such a scene appeared in his dream, or even if it was a warning, but it seemed to have nothing to do with him.
Having ruled the world for decades, Xiao Jingyuan had already developed a will of steel.
As for creatures like women, they rarely appeared in his life. No matter whether the ministers banged their heads against the pillars or knelt down to beg him to expand his harem, or whether everyone secretly speculated about certain aspects of the matter, Xiao Jingyuan could remain indifferent.
So this woman died, it was her own choice, and he wouldn't feel the slightest bit of pity for her.
He had an almost paranoid alienation towards women. He grew up in the palace. His good father had three thousand beauties in the palace, and every year dozens of concubines died in the palace because of competing for favor.
Those women were delicate and pitiful, crying at the slightest dissatisfaction, seemingly weak and helpless, and endearing; however, beneath that seemingly kind and gentle face, they often hid a cruel heart and deep calculations.
On this stage of palace struggle, they use all kinds of means to win favor and family honor.
His mother died in such a beautiful way and was unable to protect him when he was still young, so he kept his distance from women.
All he cared about was to put the power in his hands to good use and ensure the stability and prosperity of this vast country.
And he has done it over the years.
But since he was about to die, why did he have to watch a woman whose face he couldn't see vomit blood and die nearly a hundred times before he died?
Xiao Jingyuan's heart was full of doubts, but he didn't feel anxious at all.
He just watched the woman vomit blood again and again, like a bystander, until the hundredth scene ended, and the invisible force that had shackled him finally dissipated without any warning.
Xiao Jingyuan slowly opened his eyes, but the scene that came into his sight surprised him greatly.
He clearly saw Guo Zhen, the commander of the guards who had passed away a few years ago.
Moreover, his hair, which had been gray, had turned into a young look, and he was looking at him with concern. What was going on?
"Your Majesty, you are finally awake. How do you feel now?"
Seeing that His Majesty had finally woken up, Guo Zhen felt relieved and hurried forward to greet him.
On the contrary, the way His Majesty looked at him, although his expression did not change, was cautious and full of surprise.
"Guo Zhen?"
His Majesty's voice was still a little hoarse, and he recognized me. There should be nothing wrong with his brain, right?
Just as he was thinking this, he saw His Majesty's eyes decisively move away from him and look at Lian Shun, the eunuch chief who had approached His Majesty earlier than him.
"Xiao Shunzi?"
His voice was still hoarse, but the rigor and confusion in his eyes were more obvious.
When Xiao Shunzi heard His Majesty's call, his eyes turned red and he quickly knelt in front of the bed.
"Your Majesty, the servant is here."
Xiao Jingyuan frowned. Could it be that he died in his sleep and was now in another world?
But this feeling is too real, whether it is the deceased Guo Zhen or the aging Xiao Shunzi...
"Hel me up."
Xiao Jingyuan's voice carried an unquestionable majesty. Although he had doubts, he did not lose his composure.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Shunzi hurried forward, stretched out his hands and carefully supported Xiao Jingyuan's shoulders.
Guo Jian leaned forward slightly, his eyes following Xiao Jingyuan's movements. Although he was still confused about His Majesty's current condition, he waited respectfully.
Their Majesty is no pushover, otherwise he wouldn't have gone straight to the military camp for training at a young age and ascended the throne with a wealth of military achievements.
Xiao Jingyuan used the force to stand up and sat on the edge of the bed. He quickly scanned the room, trying to find clues from the familiar furnishings that could explain the strange situation before him.
Until Xiao Jingyuan's gaze slowly moved down and finally landed on his own fingers.
The fingers were slender and white, clearly revealing the energy and vitality of youth, and the knuckles contained a sense of power that seemed to be able to control everything.
His eyes froze instantly, and an indescribable shock and confusion surged in his heart.
These were clearly his fingers, and the outline and shape of each one were so familiar, but the unfamiliar youthful aura made him feel as if these were not the hands he was familiar with.
He subconsciously bent his fingers slightly, feeling the flexible yet unfamiliar touch, and his thoughts fell into a strange conjecture.
It seems like starting over again?
"Your Majesty, are you feeling unwell?"
Just as Xiao Jingyuan was wondering whether this was true, a hurried shout came from outside the door, breaking the silence in the room.
Xiao Jingyuan looked up when he heard the voice, and saw a doctor with half-white hair rushing in.
When the imperial physician's face came into view, Xiao Jingyuan felt a sense of familiarity.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, pondering for a moment before searching the depths of his memory for the corresponding information. It was the first ten years of his rule over the Xia Kingdom, when he often served by the Imperial Physician Qin.
Time passed slowly, and he reigned for more than seventy years. Before he closed his eyes, it was his grandchildren who checked his pulse.
This huge time span and the alternation of characters made Ling Jiuxiao even more convinced that his guess might be correct.
"What happened? Bring me the latest memorial."
Xiao Jingyuan looked down at Xiao Shunzi, who was still looking at him with a surprised expression, and used it quite easily.
"Your Majesty, you have been in a coma for a whole day and night. The doctors at the Imperial Hospital have been checking your pulse, but they found that you are just asleep and there is nothing wrong with you..."
Just as Xiao Jingyuan was listening attentively to what Xiao Shunzi said, Guo Jian, who had hurried back, delivered the latest memorial.
Xiao Jingyuan reached out and took the memorial from Guo Zhen, his eyes fell on it. When he saw the time marked on the memorial, his pupils shrank slightly and his face was full of astonishment.
The time clearly recorded above was seventy years before he had handed over power to his subordinates and actually passed away.
He subconsciously calculated silently that he should be twenty-four years old this year?
Xiao Jingyuan felt a complex mix of emotions surging in his heart for a moment.
In his previous life, he had spent countless efforts for the prosperity of Xia Kingdom, making Xia Kingdom the most powerful existence.
But now, having once again assumed the imperial power, he felt like he was repeating a familiar journey, unable to muster any interest in exploration...
But at this age, an old story suddenly lingered in my mind.
It's about the Zhao Palace that should have been destroyed long ago...