After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God-Chapter 1275 - 615 Your Majestys Skillfulness The Suicidal Yu

Chapter 1275: 615 Your Majesty’s Skillfulness, The Suicidal Yu Family [1 Update]

Chapter 1275: 615 Your Majesty’s Skillfulness, The Suicidal Yu Family [1 Update]

“…”

The air froze at that moment.

Si Fuqing’s spine stiffened. She instinctively looked up, and when her eyes met his calm yet subtly smiling gaze, her heart suddenly began to heat up.

“Thump, thump, thump—”

Its pace also quickened.

Even though they had often made eye contact before his thoughts were exposed, even playing a game where the first to look away would lose, she had never felt this magical sensation.

Her emotions, her heartbeat, and her gaze were all being continuously tugged by him.

Gu Huiyan clutched his chest, struggling to catch his breath.

He could hardly believe his ears, and his eyes grew wider: “What’s your name?!”

In just a few days, had this kid already succeeded in climbing to the top?

Gu Huiyan looked at Si Fuqing, trembling: “Disciple, have… have you gotten a partner?”

“Not at all!” Si Fuqing’s attention snapped back; she turned her head away, “I haven’t agreed yet.”

“Yes.” Yu Xiheng smiled, “I’m still pursuing her, can’t slack off.”

Gu Huiyan: “…”

It was over.

As someone who had been through the same, how could he not understand such matters?

His disciple had ultimately been snatched away by this black-hearted wolf!

“I knew it from the start!” Gu Huiyan said indignantly, “Your intentions were clear from the beginning. Seeing that the girl cared about you but not in a romantic sense, I was relieved, but in the end… alas!”

He sighed heavily and waved his hand in annoyance: “Just go.”

Yu Xiheng nodded, “Thank you, Master.”

He stepped forward and extended his hand to the girl: “Let’s go, Feng San has reserved a restaurant.”

Before Si Fuqing came back to her senses, her hand was already resting in the palm of his hand.

His fingers closed around, enveloping her hand within his.

The warmth spread from the palm to the rest of her body, and her heart seemed to buzz with electric currents.

Si Fuqing became quiet.

Her will was already wavering, and now it was on the verge of crumbling.

Yu Xiheng led her downstairs and walked her to the car.

He bent slightly, one hand propping the car door open: “The staff at the drama team said you fell many times today while filming. Do you need help?”

Seeing her hesitate, he smiled slightly: “I’ve been your means of transportation many times before, no need to be nervous.”

Si Fuqing: “… It’s not impossible.”

He carried her to the passenger seat.

“Bang.”

He got into the car, and the car door closed.

Si Fuqing looked at him: “Are you really doing this for the first time? I don’t believe it.”

How could he be so adept on his first try?

“Hmm?” Yu Xiheng tilted his head, “You can check.”

“Don’t you have a single weak spot?” Si Fuqing prodded him, “How can you not have ticklish spots?”

Yu Xiheng grasped her hand: “No, I do.”

Si Fuqing sternly demanded, “Tell me, what’s your weakness?”

With the way he was scheming against her, she had to know his weaknesses, so she’d have something to attack later.

Yu Xiheng simply looked at her with a smile; his gaze conveyed the same message with every inch.

You.

Si Fuqing didn’t think it was her lack of willpower, but rather that the enemy’s attack was too strong.

At that moment, she felt no different from Huo Yanxing, both captivated by beauty.

It was fortunate she hadn’t encountered Yu Xiheng on a mission before; otherwise, she feared she might have sold out T18.

Si Fuqing withdrew her hand: “I actually like someone else more.”

Yu Xiheng’s eyes narrowed dangerously, still smiling: “What did you say, miss?”

Si Fuqing spoke leisurely: “Didn’t I tell you before? My lifelong idol is Emperor Yin. You’re also his fan; surely you wouldn’t begrudge an idol.”

The expression on Yu Xiheng’s face paused, clearly not expecting this response.

First resigned, he then spoke softly, “You like him that much? What you’ve seen of him is only what’s written in history books; you don’t know what the real him is like.”

Si Fuqing was slightly startled.

Indeed.

Emperor Yin was very different from the historical records, and she had watched him grow from nine to twenty-seven years old, learning more details about him.

And as time passed, the critical moment in history was approaching.

The unification of Under Heaven, and Emperor Yin’s passing.

Her feelings for Emperor Yin were ones of deep respect and admiration. The thought of his death seemed to choke her heart, leaving it feeling suffocated and breathless.

Yu Xiheng sensed her distraction: “What’s wrong?”

Si Fuqing’s voice was very low: “Why must people die…”

Yu Xiheng thought she was reminded of her sister’s fate again and said, “All people will die; nothing is eternally indestructible. But she will always be by your side.”

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