Zombies have no brains. Murong Yue couldn't explain what was going on with her new brain.
She wanted to leave, even though the food was good, the clothes were warm, and the humans were fr...
[Zombies don't have brains, so please save this if you're reading this.]
The moonlight was as white as frost, and outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, a dark mass of figures knelt on the ground.
The night wind was biting, but the group of people had beads of sweat on their foreheads, which were pressed tightly against the cold ground, not daring to tremble in the slightest.
Can the Imperial Advisor revive His Majesty?
If even the Imperial Advisor can't save them, then they'll have no choice but to be buried with His Majesty...
Waaaaah—
The emperor, as the palace servants called him, was Murong Yue.
The only female emperor among all the kingdoms, she ascended the throne at the age of fifteen. She worked diligently to govern the country, and its national strength rose day by day. In just five years, Qing Kingdom became one of the most powerful nations.
Three days ago, at night, His Majesty suddenly fell into a coma for no apparent reason while reviewing memorials.
The imperial physicians were helpless, and even the all-powerful Imperial Advisor could not rouse her.
If His Majesty truly fails to awaken, the entire Qing Kingdom will inevitably be plunged into internal and external troubles.
People were worried about their own fate, but even more worried about the fate of the Qing Kingdom.
Inside the hall, candlelight flickered, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of medicine.
With her hair half-white and dressed in white, Li Xuanji held up silver needles, her face full of sorrow and worry.
As the Imperial Preceptor, he taught His Majesty from childhood and never saw His Majesty laugh heartily. He went to court before dawn every day of the year and never slacked off.
Not to mention the pleasures that women in their twenties should have, she has never experienced them even once.
His sudden coma must be due to overwork.
If His Majesty can wake up this time, he must persuade him more and take it one step at a time.
Just as he was about to pierce Murong Yue's brow with his silver needle, the person, who had been breathing weakly, suddenly opened her eyes.
"You? Why...did you...stab...me?"
He spoke haltingly, as if he hadn't spoken human language in years, his voice hoarse and incoherent.
Li Xuanji paused, quickly withdrew the silver needles, and with a look of surprise and joy, stood up and bowed to Murong Yue, his voice carrying a barely perceptible sob:
"His Majesty!"
"You're finally awake!"
"I didn't poke you; I was just about to administer acupuncture."
How could he dare to offend His Majesty?
As soon as he finished speaking, the air seemed to quiet down.
Li Xuanji sensed something was amiss, but couldn't quite put his finger on it, so he could only maintain his posture and wait for His Majesty to speak.
After a dozen or so breaths, the usual greeting "National Preceptor, you may dispense with the formalities" was not heard.
Has she fainted again?
Li Xuanji glanced up slightly.
On the dragon bed, a pair of eyes filled with incomprehension, confusion, bewilderment, and curiosity stared straight at him.
What happened?
As Murong Yue's teacher, he watched His Majesty grow up from a young age.
The wise intelligence in her eyes... was gone.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"
Sensing something was amiss, Li Xuanji tentatively called out again.
"Hungry."
Only one word drifted over.
ah?
Li Xuanji blinked and immediately stepped back, saying, "Your Majesty, I will go to the Imperial Kitchen to prepare food for Your Majesty."
Your Majesty has been unconscious for three days and three nights and has just woken up, so it is normal for you to feel hungry.
If you feel hungry, then it means there's not a big problem.
Li Xuanji walked briskly, and the heavy weight in her heart was lifted.
The Kingdom of Qing is now at peace.
At the same time, he ordered that no one should disturb Murong Yue, as His Majesty had just woken up and needed time to recover.
...
Imperial Kitchen?
His Majesty?
Murong Yue tried very, very hard to decipher this unfamiliar information.
After ten minutes of thought, she held her burning brain and decisively chose to give up.
It's always like this. Once I start thinking hard, my brain gets so hot that I'm afraid it's going to explode.
I'm so hungry.
A familiar feeling of hunger washed over her, and Murong Yue looked at her empty stomach.
Hmm~
She then realized that the old man in white looked delicious, so why didn't she pounce on him and take a bite right away?
That's really strange.
However, before she could figure out this problem, she was entangled in another one.
She felt she was no longer pure, and actually started to think.
Because zombies are brainless, but since she became conscious, she has had a complete head, the kind with a brain.
Therefore, she cherishes her brain and avoids thinking whenever possible.
Yet at this moment, she was thinking about so much all at once.
Something's not right, something's not right.
Yes, she is a zombie.
A very intelligent, outstanding, and unconventional little zombie living in the apocalypse.
Moreover, she was different from other zombies.
She has brains, though she rarely uses them.
Unlike those disgusting, ugly things that eat everything, even if their heads are blown off, all they know is to eat.
She only eats high-quality brains.
I don't know where I heard the saying, "You are what you eat."
That's why she's so outstanding.
Moreover, she is a clean zombie. Not only does she wash her food before eating, but she also washes herself whenever possible, and her clothes are always clean.
To put it simply, when she infiltrated the human base, no one realized she wasn't human.
Of course, she also learned a skill from the human base: thrift.
She was a zombie who knew how to manage her time, never wasting any extra energy. She would lie down if she could, and stay still if she didn't have to.
Even when hunting, they seize the opportunity to defeat their enemy in one fell swoop.
Be thrifty!!
Use your brain sparingly! Yes, if you can't figure it out, don't think about it anymore!
Glug glug—
Murong Yue's stomach was growling with hunger.
She got up and wandered around the vast palace, looking for something to eat.
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