The princess was ordained by Heaven.

Chapter 245 Dragon Veins

"Who's hiding anything from you? What could I possibly be hiding from you?"

Zheng Xun crossed his arms and suddenly leaned closer to the little golden dragon: "Are you sure? But this world is very strange. Just as you once said, each world has its own rules, but this place, which looks like an ordinary ancient world, has martial arts and gods. Don't you think it's a bit absurd?"

The little golden dragon flicked its tail and blinked its big eyes innocently: "How could that be? The world is not defined by everything you see, but by what it is like."

Zheng Xun raised an eyebrow: "Are you implying that I'm too inexperienced?"

"If that's how you want to think, there's nothing I can do about it."

Zheng Xun: ...

This guy is obviously a scumbag.

Seeing that she wasn't satisfied with his answer, the little golden dragon got angry: "Then what do you want? I've already given you a second chance at life and promised to preserve your brother's soul. All I want is for you to save the Great Yong Dynasty, and you can even become the Empress! What else are you dissatisfied with?"

Zheng Xun sneered, "As expected of the dragon vein of a feudal dynasty, what are you pretending to be, a tortoise with garlic sprouts on its back? When we made the deal, we agreed to exchange one life for another, that I would use my life to bring my brother back, but what about you? You had to add an extra condition. Do you think I'm satisfied or not?"

The golden dragon's tail wrapped around its nose, somewhat embarrassed, covering half of its face: "Oh, I didn't lie to you."

It circled around to Zheng Xun's little finger: "Alright, alright, don't be angry anymore. A life for a life or anything like that, your brother would definitely be sad if he couldn't see you~ Now it's so good, you can be the empress, and you can live for decades longer. After you die peacefully in this life, you can reunite with your brother. Aren't I good to you?"

Zheng Xun remained unmoved: "Fine, you're too kind of you, so kind that you let me go against the chosen one of destiny."

"Even if that chosen one of destiny is incredibly capable, he can't compare to our base commander, right?"

Zheng Xun seemed to have figured something out, and suddenly realized, "You want me to seize the destiny of another emperor, so that your lineage can continue, and the Great Yong Dynasty might be able to shine for several hundred more years..."

The little golden dragon didn't say a word. Listening to Zheng Xun's analysis, it was a little bored. It spat out a dragon pearl from its mouth, then swallowed it back, and just played with it in that hesitant way.

Zheng Xun observed its reaction, the corners of his mouth slightly downturned.

Hmm, it seems I guessed wrong.

After playing for a while, the little golden dragon turned around and saw Zheng Xun still there. It asked curiously, "Aren't you going back?"

"We can't go back..."

Zheng Xun was helpless.

Who would have thought that it would take so much effort for ordinary people to see the sky screen?

"The system you gave me is the same. I originally thought that the rule of 'setting the system visibility range according to the contribution to Dayong' was something I made up, but who would have thought it would actually come true? This time, opening the sky screen required me to expend many times more energy. I suspect that you plagiarized my idea?"

She originally planned to come back a few more times so that more people could witness the miracles she had created, but the plan fell through and she was trapped here, not knowing when she would be able to get out.

Little Golden Dragon refuses to take the blame: "That's just how it is. Heaven is impartial; everything you possess comes at a price. It's just that some prices won't be paid by you now, so don't take any chances!"

Zheng Xun: There's absolutely no chance of getting away with it.

However, although she made a mistake despite her careful consideration, she was good at comforting herself.

She wove the imagery of the sky, but due to insufficient energy, the picture was not clear. If she did it a couple more times, she couldn't be sure she wouldn't be discovered.

Zheng Xun sighed, stopped arguing with it, and sat cross-legged.

The little golden dragon asked curiously, "What are you going to do?"

"Training in supernatural abilities and internal strength."

Little Golden Dragon stared in disbelief: "Aren't you worried about not being able to get out?"

"Worrying won't help, so I might as well find something to do."

Little Golden Dragon was so impressed that he immediately prostrated himself in admiration.

Seeing that Zheng Xun had really closed her eyes, it floated to her side, coiled around her lap, and fell fast asleep.

Zheng Xun opened his eyes and looked down at the little golden dragon.

It seemed to have had a nightmare, and a few tears welled up in the corner of its eye.

Zheng Xun poked its belly.

It has no temperature and no physical form; it is not a living being, and Zheng Xun doesn't think it needs to sleep.

It must have fallen into some kind of illusion or nightmare.

Zheng Xun could sense its sadness. She wanted to wake it up, but she was afraid of disturbing it.

After observing it for a while, she was suddenly surprised to find that it had no scales, only fine cracks, as if it had been broken and forcibly pieced back together.

The little golden dragon is the dragon vein of the Great Yong Dynasty. Now it is scarred and seems to be carrying a lot of wounds, having traveled from the future to the present.

But the so-called time travel was just a lie she fabricated; it was all a future calculated according to a fixed trajectory, and now everything is different...

Surely she can't actually make her words come true?

She was amused by her own absurd idea, and adjusted her position to make the little golden dragon more comfortable.

She didn't know how the people outside were doing, nor did she know what triggered her awakening.

She suppressed her worries, calmed herself, and closed her eyes.

……

The earthquake predicted by Zheng Xun occurred on March 22nd, which was in late spring.

Starting from the night of March 21st, Wu Zongyu lost his sleepiness.

He was waiting, waiting for that rock hanging high above his head to fall.

The days leading up to the prophecy day are the most difficult.

He, Fugui, and Xiaozhu'er lived on the same mountain.

It wasn't just him who couldn't sleep; most people had trouble falling asleep. Once fate laid down its final stroke on the verdict, they would have to face the storm.

Wu Zongyu sat in front of the fire, poking at the compacted firewood. The flames grew stronger, but his thoughts were elsewhere.

He was wondering why he was here.

He should hide in a safer place.

If there really is an earthquake or a sea surge, he might die; he's in the closest place to danger...

He had an urge to pack his bags and run away right now.

But at this point, where can he go?

Showing fear at this moment would only make him look ridiculous and ruin the image he had built up recently.

He tried his best to suppress his inner fear.

But he noticed that his hands were trembling slightly.

He was jolted back to his senses when a clear voice rang in his ears: "Sir, would you like some tea?"

Wu Zongyu looked at Xiaozhu, who had suddenly appeared. She had been busy all along. Wu Zongyu thought she was playing, but he didn't expect her to be boiling water and making tea for him.

He accepted the teacup with a smile.

She was just a young girl, how could she know anything about tea ceremony? He used to disdain drinking tea like this.

Besides, they didn't have any good tea; it was all just tea dregs.

The tea, which had been brewed for too long, was extremely bitter. He was already not sleepy, and after drinking this bowl of tea, he felt even more energetic.

He wanted to vomit, but the little girl was looking at him, so he didn't dare.