Time has passed, and Ying Baoyue actually couldn't remember what Emperor Ying said to her that night.

Anyway, nothing particularly important, otherwise she would have remembered it.

The process of meeting Emperor Ying was so thrilling, but when she stood in front of him, Emperor Ying only said something irrelevant.

Have the border been invaded recently? Is the soldiers under my command obedient? Is the dishes cooked by the cook salty?

There was nothing involved in national affairs, no mention of engagement, nor who she wanted to marry.

It seems like I have nothing to do at night, and suddenly I want to find someone to chat.

Ying Baoyue felt confused at first, but if he thought about it carefully, if he wanted to find someone to talk to in this palace, he really had no suitable candidate.

The military generals who fought with him in the past were either given gold and silver titles and were granted to remote places, either retired and returned home, or were no longer alive for various reasons.

The uncles and uncles who were familiar with when they were young left at some point.

Only she, her master and this increasingly unfathomable emperor were left in this palace city.

Emperor Ying, like those uncles, was the one who grew up watching her, but she could not see him as an ordinary uncle.

The king's heart was unpredictable. Even though the emperor asked about some trivial matters, Ying Baoyue still answered nervously.

“Aren’t you tired when standing?”

After chatting for a few words, Emperor Ying waved to her, patted the couch where he was sitting, and casually raised his chin, "Sit down."

Emperor Ying was not sitting on a dragon throne, but just a simple short and slump. But this was not something that ordinary people could sit on.

Ying Baoyue opened her eyes slightly, hesitated for a moment and walked over.

She sat down with her knees, but the seat was not a short place, but the ground beside the couch.

She slowly leaned her back against the couch.

Emperor Ying glanced at his feet and smiled, "The ground is cold."

"Your Majesty, I am humble and I dare not sit next to you."

"But dare to turn your back to me?" Emperor Ying looked at her, smiling.

Ying Baoyue turned around and bowed to him, "It's a shameless minister."

"It's okay," Emperor Ying said leisurely, "If it were your master, you would have sat next to me now."

Ying Baoyue frowned. She didn't like the tone of Emperor Ying's mention of Lin Shubai.

However, she is indeed just a substitute.

The person Emperor Ying really wanted to find in the middle of the night was Lin Shubai, not her.

Thinking of this, Ying Baoyue relaxed again, leaned her back to the low-collapse, and looked at the tall shelves in the secret room.

There is a candle on every floor of each shelf, and the room is full of lights in the dark, like stars.

This is an artificial starry sea, and Emperor Ying stayed alone in this starry sea, staring at this starry sea, as if he was watching the country he had built.

"If you want your master to come to see you, just issue an order." Ying Baoyue said softly.

"But I don't want to," Emperor Ying also looked at the elevated buildings in the secret room, with a secret look, "I hope she can always be with me."

Always? Take the initiative?

Lin Shubai had already chosen to be with him, and even his own children were left in Nanchu.

What else is there to be dissatisfied with this person?

Ying Baoyue's eyes fixed on the shelf filled with pills, "Your Majesty, is this the pill refined from the pill room?"

"Well," Emperor Ying glanced and said lightly, "There are also those who have been tributed by the country."

No wonder so many.

"You put all the pills here?" Ying Baoyue looked at the huge number of pills, "I thought you took them all."

Her self-proclaimed unknowingly changed from "wei minister" to "me", but Emperor Ying didn't care, and he turned his back and spoke leisurely.

"If I had eaten all of them, I'm afraid I wouldn't be here anymore."

Ying Baoyue was stunned. What Emperor Ying said meant...

"What? Do you think I don't know?"

Emperor Ying raised his hand, and a vermilion pill on the shelf flew to the palm of his hand in an instant.

The man played with the pill at his fingertips, "This is not a elixir that can live forever. Instead, it contains a lot of cinnabar. If you really eat it, it will only reduce my life span."

Ying Baoyue was really surprised now. She didn't expect Emperor Ying to know that these pills were poisonous.

"What are your eyes?" Emperor Ying sneered, "Are you a fool in your eyes?"

Of course he is not a fool, but an unparalleled emperor.

But for the ancients who did not understand chemistry, being able to realize that the elixir is poisonous can only be said to be a genius who can create a system of cultivation.

Emperor Ying did not become foolish because of his old age, but instead became very clear-headed.

But Ying Baoyue didn't understand even more, "Your Majesty, since you know that the pills are poisonous, why do you still need someone to refine elixirs for you?"

Emperor Ying pursued immortality so vigorously, but did not believe in immortality at all. This is too contradictory.

"I just know that these pills cannot help people live forever," Emperor Ying said lightly, "but it does not mean that there is no way to live for people live forever in this world."

His eyes looked at the thousands of pills on the shelf, "It's a pity that my subordinates are all waste, and they only use these things to make excuses me."

Ying Baoyue understood.

Emperor Ying asked someone to refine elixirs, but in fact he was betting on a probability to see if anyone could refine a real guy.

To put it bluntly, he just doesn't believe in the pills refined by those warlocks, but he doesn't believe in immortality.

"Your Majesty, I'm brave enough to make a statement," Ying Baoyue hesitated for a moment, and still mustered up the courage to say that sentence, "Birth, old age, sickness and death are normal human feelings, and it cannot be reversed by human power."

The man who had been lazy suddenly had a sharp look on his eyes, "Oh? What do you mean is that there is no way to immortality in the world?"

Unbelievable pressure covered the entire secret room.

Ying Baoyue knew that she had touched the other party's reverse scale, but she had already been mentally prepared.

"Yes," Ying Baoyue looked at Emperor Ying's lead-colored eyes, "There is a normal thing to do, so please don't go against the will of heaven."

"Walk against the will of heaven?"

Emperor Ying was full of anger, but suddenly burst into laughter when he heard this.

Ying Baoyue felt an ominous premonition in her heart.

"I didn't expect that this was said from your mouth," Emperor Ying finished laughing and stared into her eyes. "If you want to obey God's will, then you should have died in the cloud forest eighteen years ago."

Ying Baoyue trembled all over.

"Don't forget that your master is not a natural practitioner, but she has changed her destiny, become an acquired practitioner, and will raise you against the laws of heaven."

"I created a practice system and told you that the existence of humans and gods in this world will not disappoint me and become humans and gods."

"According to my calculations, the lifespan of humans and gods is far beyond that of ordinary people, more than a hundred years. To some extent, this is already a kind of immortality!"

The emperor's eyes were bright and he looked at Ying Baoyue.

"You master and disciple, you are always going against the will of heaven."

"But now, you want me not to go against the laws of heaven?"
Chapter completed!