So many years...

How did he manage to get through all these years?

Upon hearing this, Si Jin's thoughts drifted beyond the original owner of the body and back hundreds of years.

He is the Grand General and Grand Marshal of the Heavenly Realm.

They were among the first to establish the Heavenly Court's many systems under the guidance of the Old Heavenly Emperor, and had countless talented and ambitious individuals under their command.

However, it took only fifty years to end the war between gods and demons, wipe out all forces, and unify the heavens.

The Heavenly Emperor appointed him as Marshal on Lingyan Terrace, making him the highest-ranking military general in the Heavenly Realm to guard peace in all directions.

He was only 130 years old at the time. (PS: In the celestial realm where Jinjin resides, adulthood is at 100.)

While other gods were still rebellious and growing, and couldn't even cultivate their divine power on their own, they achieved a level that countless gods and demons could only dream of.

In his youthful arrogance, even Qingyun had warned him that "generals die in times of peace and prosperity," and that there was too much treachery and deceit in the court, so he should be more careful around other officials and the old Heavenly Emperor.

He did indeed discover the problem with the Heavenly Lord later on. Although he had taken every precaution, he was still dragged into the abyss by him in the end.

He crawled out half-dead, covered in injuries.

Ultimately, he and the original owner of this world do indeed share many similarities.

Si Jin couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia at the sight of the scene.

A few tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. She wanted to reach out and wipe them away, but Beitang Linyuan forcibly stopped her.

The man lowered his head and gently kissed away the prince's tears, his eyes filled with even more heartache.

She felt a pang of heartache mixed with a sense of helplessness at having done something wrong, like a bewildered child thrown into chaos by Si Jin's small gesture.

Did he say something wrong that made Jinjin sad?

"Jinjin, I...I didn't mean it, please don't do this. I'll be with you no matter what you do from now on. I said the wrong thing, I'll never say it again. You...you can bite me, okay...mmm..."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Si Jin kissed her lips hard.

Two drops of blood fell on the mad prince's lips, which Si Jin gently licked away.

Having smelled the other's blood, Si Jin smiled with relief: "It's nothing. There's too much deceit and treachery. Just stay with me, and I won't blame you for saying the wrong thing, after all..."

Si Jin paused, took a deep breath, as if breaking through some psychological barrier, before continuing, "After all, a young man who is not reckless is not a true young man."

A youth who isn't reckless and impetuous is a wasted youth.

When he was young and impetuous, he used to boast about this every day.

After killing the Heavenly Emperor and going to prison, he grew increasingly disgusted with this phrase.

But later, after learning that A Yuan also ascended to the position of Heavenly Emperor in his youthful arrogance, stepping over countless withered bones, I felt a slight fondness for this statement.

It was only then that Si Jin belatedly realized that the statement itself was neither praise nor criticism.

He just wouldn't let himself off the hook before.

The two kissed again, and after Beitang Linyuan asked them that question, they lost the desire to continue sleeping.

I took advantage of the hour before the banquet to have a small, "full" meal.

Because Beitang Linyuan knew there wasn't enough time, he acted somewhat hastily, and when he left the house later, Sijin was completely limp.

He hurriedly instructed Eunuch Xia to tidy up the bed, his hand trembling slightly as he leaned on his cane.

Unaware of the situation, Eunuch Xia assumed that the Fourth Prince must have been quite exhausted by the banquet, so he quickly summoned a palanquin to escort him back to the banquet.

After that, he brought four eunuchs into the room to tidy up.

Upon seeing the disheveled bedding, the old man couldn't help but blush.

This is the Emperor's private chamber! The Fourth Prince is being far too reckless! It would be best to clean it up quickly.

… …

Beitang Linyuan had already left using his light-footed skills.

Si Jin leaned lazily against the palanquin, finding herself increasingly ridiculous the more she thought about it.

How long ago was that?

Why are you getting sad because of something that little brat Beitang said?

Getting more and more pretentious!

He reached up and rubbed his slightly sore lower back, about to instruct Xiao Yao to activate the pain shield, when he heard the little tiger, who had just been released from the dark room, exclaim in alarm: "Master, look what I've discovered! Nangong Changli is up to his old tricks again!"