Chapter 252 I heard you're spreading rumors that I'm dead?
Qingbao turned her head away and snorted.
The little boy ran over and hugged Sihe's leg.
Si He knelt down and hugged her, asking gently, "What's wrong, baby?"
Ever since she learned that Qingbao was going to take over the throne of the Heavenly Emperor, she had been prepared for the separation of mother and daughter.
I cannot let my longing for my daughter hinder her future.
If you love her, you should elevate her to a high position and give her the best of everything in the world.
—Baby, you won't have to suffer with your mother anymore.
Unexpectedly, Qingbao whispered in her ear, "Mother, I agreed to become the Heavenly Emperor in order to revive Fu Tu. After I ascend to heaven, you must quickly find Fu Tu's soul and bring it back. As long as there is even a tiny bit of it, I will revive him!"
He was calculating his next move.
She thought that no one could hear her whispering.
In reality, the immortals floating in the sky were speechless.
“Um, Little Heavenly Emperor, we can hear even the faintest sound,” Emperor Mingyu reminded him.
Qingbao quickly covered her mouth, "I didn't say anything."
A lucky cloud appeared at her feet.
They gently lifted Qingbao up and flew her into the air.
Rumble—
The ascension lightning suddenly surged forth and struck down towards Qingbao.
Qingbao jumped up in fright, "You audacious brat, how dare you strike the overlord of the Three Realms with lightning!!!"
"It's not striking you, it's a tribulation of lightning. Every deity must undergo a tribulation of lightning before they can ascend..." The Thunder God explained, holding his hammer with a frustrated expression.
"You need purple lightning to ascend to the throne of the Heavenly Emperor. Little Heavenly Emperor, come forth!"
Clang—
Lightning struck, and electricity hit Qingbao.
Qingbao screamed, "I'm not going to do it anymore! I'm not going to do it anymore! Awoooooo!"
Suddenly.
Amidst the turbulent winds and clouds, a small figure rushed into the lightning tribulation.
"What's going on?" Emperor Mingyu was shocked!
How could something go wrong when the Heavenly Emperor ascends to heaven?
Lei Gong shouted, "Oh no! It's Qing Bao's tribulation person!"
Only those who have undergone the Heavenly Tribulation can venture into the Thunder Tribulation.
"Qingbao, you didn't expect this, did you? I'm back!!!"
Su Mengmeng, standing behind Qingbao, raised her sword and stabbed it fiercely into Qingbao's eyes!
She wants to steal Qingbao's chance to ascend to heaven and replace her as the Heavenly Emperor!
But who knew?
Qingbao smiled and turned her head, "You haven't learned a single lesson from the previous two times!"
The Su Mengmeng in front of him was perhaps refined by Yi Xuan using some forbidden technique; she had already reached the Nascent Soul stage.
Her face twisted with malice. "What lesson?"
"Yi Xuan and Zhu Yi's ascension was due to one assassinating another and the other being assassinated, resulting in neither of them being able to ascend. If you kill me, you won't ascend either."
"How about I use love to influence you, and you go through this ordeal with me, and we ascend together?"
Qingbao sincerely reached out her little hand to Su Mengmeng, her eyes sparkling.
Su Mengmeng hesitated for a moment, "Are you telling the truth?"
"Of course, Yi Xuan and Zhu Yi are both dead. Would I lie to you? You are my only blood-related sister."
"Once you become a god, you can bring your parents back to life, and our grudges will be wiped clean, how about it?"
Qingbao is innocent and naive, blinking her eyes.
Su Mengmeng was somewhat touched.
She treated Qingbao like this, and Qingbao still treated her like this...
She put down her sword and reached out to take Qingbao's hand.
Qingbao smiled, "Come on, lightning tribulation!!!"
Rumble—
A thick bolt of purple lightning struck down, hitting the two of them.
Su Mengmeng was instantly struck by the purple lightning and reduced to ashes; even her soul was not spared.
Before she died, her spirit roared in anger.
"Qingbao, you lied to me! You deserve to die!!!"
Qingbao shrugged, looking innocent: "I didn't lie to you, it's just that you couldn't resist..."
The shield blocked the deadly purple lightning.
Qingbao successfully survived her tribulation.
The lightning disappeared, and countless drops of spiritual energy left a bright red dot on her forehead.
The moment she opened her eyes.
Countless gods knelt down!
"Welcome back to the throne, Heavenly Emperor!!!"
Qingbao sighed softly, "Only by using love to influence those facing heavenly tribulations can one ascend smoothly!"
The mortals watching couldn't help but twitch their lips!
I'm telling you to use love to reform your enemies, not to use love to ignite them!
*
A year has passed in the mortal realm.
There is only one day in the sky.
Qingbao sat in the huge main seat, asking with an air of dominance:
"How's it going? Still haven't found it?"
The celestial officials shook their heads below.
"We searched the mortal realm for a year but couldn't find even a single fragment. Perhaps, Fu Tu really was struck by heavenly lightning and left with almost nothing... Alas, Little Heavenly Emperor, where are you going?"
"This overlord will personally descend to the mortal realm to find you! You useless things!"
Emperor Mingyu sighed, "This is the 365th time she has used this excuse to descend to the mortal realm."
The gods: We're out of ideas, we're really out of ideas.
*
The little guy arrived in the mortal world in a flash.
I returned to my mother's house.
"Hehe, Mom, I'm back to keep you company while you take a nap."
Qingbao, pulling her little blanket, appeared softly and sweetly beside Sihe.
Sihe is trapped in a nightmare.
Qingbao reached out, and spiritual energy slowly flowed in, relieving her discomfort.
Tang Chen, who was waiting outside, pushed open the door and placed a bowl of medicine on the table.
"Ever since Fu Tu died, she's been plagued by nightmares. Qing Bao, maybe... we should help her forget everything."
Seeing her daughter in pain made her feel terrible too.
Although the mother and daughter are reunited and living together, enjoying each other's company, it's still hard for everyone to bear the thought of that other person.
It's been a year, and if she doesn't move on, neither will they.
Qingbao looked at the bowl of medicine and said, "Grandmother, you must respect Mother's choice. When she wants to forget, she will naturally forget... I know you mean well, but I think that not interfering with her is the only way to respect her."
Tang Chen felt somewhat ashamed.
"Qingbao, I am not as good as you."
*
It's that time of year again to commemorate the Crown Prince's death anniversary.
All the people in the capital were busy slaughtering chickens and ducks, preparing lavish offerings to worship at the Prince's Temple.
A young man in tattered clothes came to the temple and stared blankly at what he saw.
"Who is enshrined in this Prince's Temple?" A low, hoarse voice came from behind disheveled hair.
The people were startled; the cooked chicken in the basket almost flew away.
"The statue inside is of Crown Prince Xia Jingheng. It is said that he also had another name, Fu Tu!"
"If he hadn't perished together with that Xuan, perhaps none of the people in the entire capital would have survived."
He deserves our respect!
The people looked on with adoration, pulling the men along to kneel before the statue of the prince and kowtow several times.
Meanwhile, in the princess's residence.
Qingbao descended to the mortal realm early to help her mother and grandmother prepare offerings, intending to worship Jingheng and Futu.
"He's been dead for a year, but unfortunately I'm powerless to find even a single fragment of his soul!"
"Alright, let's go talk to him, he'll understand."
Tang Chen smiled wryly as she packed the fruit, chickens, and ducks into the basket.
The Emperor and Empress Dowager also came and were with Sihe.
Si He wiped away her tears and said with a smile, "I'm fine, let's go over there. Senior brother will be worried if he doesn't see us soon."
"He's been dead for a year." The Emperor, somewhat reluctant, revealed the truth, forcing Sihe to confront the issue.
Si He slowly came back to her senses. "Yes, he's been dead for a year."
The senior brother she risked her life to bring back in her past life has completely disappeared.
How could she possibly get out of this?
She lived like a walking corpse every day. Whenever people came to visit her, she would just stare blankly at the food on the table.
After taking a bite, he said the taste was different.
Actually, what she wanted to eat was the braised pork ribs that her senior had made for her.
Everyone can see that.
All longing is hidden in the small details of life.
Si He couldn't hold back anymore, tears streaming down her face. "He's been dead for a year!"
Tang Chen hugged her, his eyes filled with heartache.
"Ah Ling, if you want to cry, just cry. The dead cannot be brought back to life!"
The words were spoken.
The door was suddenly kicked open.
The homeless man's angry curses reached everyone's ears!
"I heard you're spreading rumors that I'm dead?"
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