Yes, Qin Ning nodded with a smile.
Empress Zhangsun and Li Shimin finally reacted, their faces filled with nothing but profound astonishment.
After quite a while, Li Shimin managed to slightly suppress the shock in his heart and said, This matter is simply too fantastical. What you said, young gentleman...
It is normal for you not to believe it. After all, this kind of thing is indeed outrageous.
Jiang Yanran spoke up, Even now, I still feel like I am dreaming. I can hardly believe that I have met the legendary Emperor Taizong of Tang and Empress Zhangsun.
Does the young lady mean that Father and Mother are very famous in history? Li Lizhi, standing to the side, could not help but ask.
How could that be called just very famous?
Jiang Yanran said, They are exceptionally famous. Many people in later generations say that Empress Zhangsun is truly worthy of the title of the greatest virtuous empress of all time, second to none. Aside from Empress Ma of the Great Ming Dynasty, there is probably no one else. As for Emperor Taizong... uh, would it be impolite for me to keep calling you by your temple name?
It does not matter. If the young lady is truly a person from future generations, calling me that is naturally not an issue.
Li Shimin waved his hand and asked impatiently, I wonder, how does history evaluate my reign?
An emperor of the ages.
Jiang Yanran smiled, Qin Shi Huang, Emperor Wu of Han, Emperor Taizong of Tang, and Emperor Taizu of Song.
Since the First Emperor, Ying Zheng, there have been over four hundred emperors in history. Emperor Taizong of Tang can definitely rank in the top three. Of course, while the majority of people believe this, a minority hold their own differing views and arguments.
Good, good, good!
Hearing Jiang Yanran's words, Li Shimin could not help but laugh aloud.
Ever since the fourth year of Zhenguan, when the Eastern Turkic Khaganate was destroyed and he was honored as the Heavenly Qaghan, nothing else had ever made him this happy.
This was the acknowledgment of future generations!
Cough, cough...
Empress Zhangsun coughed lightly a few times, then said, Just now, I heard this young lady say that there have been over four hundred emperors in history, but from the First Emperor to Erlang now, there seem to have only been a few dozen...
Also, that Empress Ma of the Great Ming you just mentioned, this Great Ming...
Great Ming is a dynasty that comes after the Great Tang. After Tang is Song, after Song is Yuan, and after Yuan is Ming. It is currently the sixth year of Zhenguan, which is about eight hundred years apart from the Great Ming Dynasty, Jiang Yanran explained.
Beside them, Qin Ning found a seat and sat down. Li Lizhi had someone brew tea for him, and Qin Ning drank it while listening to Jiang Yanran explain history.
He only knew the general outline of these historical events, so naturally, he was not as knowledgeable as Jiang Yanran, a top student in the history department.
Eight hundred years from Great Ming...
Li Shimin fell silent. After a long while, he finally said, And there are two other dynasties in between. Does that mean the destiny of my Great Tang...
The Great Tang Dynasty lasted for two hundred and eighty-nine years, Jiang Yanran said.
Actually, two hundred and eighty-nine years is not a short time. Since the Qin Dynasty unified the world, apart from the Great Song which barely lasted over three hundred years, no other imperial dynasty in history has ever exceeded three hundred years. Even the Great Han of the High Emperor was interrupted by Wang Mang's Xin Dynasty, right?
Hearing Jiang Yanran's words, Li Shimin felt slightly better.
I wonder, young lady and young gentleman, how did you come to the Tang Dynasty? Empress Zhangsun changed the subject.
Hearing her question, Jiang Yanran stopped speaking and instead turned her gaze toward Qin Ning.
Qin Ning smiled and said, This matter is a bit complicated to explain to you. The reason we came here this time is actually for Little Sizi.
For Little Sizi?
Jiang Yanran said, Princess Jinyang, Li Mingda, childhood name Little Sizi. Her birth and death years are not entirely clear, but according to some historical records, she... only lived to be twelve years old.
Hearing this, Empress Zhangsun almost fainted. Looking at the little princess who had already fallen fast asleep in her arms, tears uncontrollably streamed down her face. My pitiful Little Sizi, to think that she, to think that she would only...
Mother.
Li Lizhi also turned pale and walked over. The young gentleman and young lady said they came for Little Sizi, which means they must have a way to help her. Do not worry, take care of your own health.
Yes, yes, young gentleman, you already have a way to help Little Sizi, right? Empress Zhangsun looked at Qin Ning with an anxious face.
Qin Ning smiled and said, That is natural.
Jiang Yanran added, Besides Little Sizi, Empress Zhangsun and Princess Changle also...
Hearing this, Li Shimin's expression drastically changed. What happens to Guanyinbi and Changle?
Historical records state that in the tenth year of Zhenguan, Empress Zhangsun suffered a relapse of a severe illness and passed away in the Lizheng Palace at the age of only thirty-six. She was given the posthumous title Empress Wende and buried in the Zhao Mausoleum.
The tenth year of Zhenguan!
Li Shimin's state of mind collapsed.
It was now the sixth year of Zhenguan. Didn't that mean his Guanyinbi only had four years left?
In August of the seventeenth year of Zhenguan, Princess Changle, Li Lizhi, passed away due to a sudden illness. Emperor Taizong was deeply grieved, ordered her to be buried in the Zhao Mausoleum, and held a mourning ceremony according to ritual regulations, Jiang Yanran said again.
As soon as she said this, Li Shimin felt even worse, almost unable to catch his breath.
Empress Zhangsun's face was covered in tears, her body trembling uncontrollably. Little Sizi in her arms woke up groggily and reached out to wipe her tears. Mother, do not cry.
Since we are here, these things naturally will not happen anymore, Qin Ning smiled.
Then he poured three cups of tea. With a light flick of his finger, the three cups actually floated up into the air, appearing respectively in front of Li Lizhi, Empress Zhangsun, and Little Sizi.
This scene immediately dumbfounded Li Shimin and the others.
Were these the methods of an immortal?
Including just now outside the palace doors, Qin Ning merely waved his hand lightly, rendering all the imperial guards completely unable to move.
Moreover, the fact that they could travel here from future generations proved that these two were definitely not ordinary people. Could they really be immortals?
Did immortals actually exist in future generations?
Drink it, Qin Ning said with a faint smile.
Hearing this, Empress Zhangsun and Li Lizhi finally snapped out of their daze. After exchanging a glance, they did not hesitate and directly picked up the teacups floating in front of them.
Little Sizi, come drink the tea. Empress Zhangsun first handed one of the cups to the little princess.
She naturally would not suspect that there was any problem with the tea.
After all, given the methods Qin Ning had just displayed, if the other party really had any ulterior motives and wanted to harm them, there would be no need to go through so much trouble.
Delicious, it is sweet. Little Sizi first took a sip, her eyes lighting up, and then she drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp.
Li Lizhi and Empress Zhangsun also did not hesitate and quickly drank their tea.
Guanyinbi, Changle, how do you feel? Li Shimin at the side could not help but ask.
Empress Zhangsun stayed silent for quite a while before speaking, I feel... an unprecedented comfort. Not only has my breathing become much smoother, but it seems that many of the minor ailments in my body have also been cured.
Father, I feel the same, Li Lizhi said.
"Good, good, good!"
Hearing these words, Li Shimin was overwhelmed with excitement. He quickly turned to Qin Ning, his face filled with deep gratitude. "Young sir, your immortal arts and miraculous spells are truly profound. I honestly do not know how to repay you. If it pleases you, how about I bestow upon you the title of King?"
"Pfft!"
Jiang Yanran, who had just sat down beside Qin Ning, sprayed out a mouthful of tea before she could even swallow it. "Why are you insulting him?"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
