Would You Like to Have a Drink

After experiencing such a tumultuous and startling dream, Zong Luo couldn’t sleep anymore.

 

He got up, put on a robe, and walked straight out.

 

The eunuch guarding the door saw him and quickly saluted, “Third Highness.”

 

“What time is it now?”

 

The eunuch whispered, “Replying to His Highness, it’s the third quarter of Yinshi.” (TL: the period of the day from 3 a.m. to 5 a.m)

 

Such a long dream, Zong Luo thought he had slept for three days and three nights, but it turned out that it was only a little over two hours since he had fallen asleep.

 

He pressed his brow and ordered in a low voice, “Prepare another bath of hot water for me.”

 

Zong Luo was now sticky all over, covered in sweat, and felt chilly when the wind blew.

 

The servant took the order and left. Soon, the half-silent palace became lively again, with palace lanterns appearing on the corridors and palace maids walking with trays.

 

Zong Luo stood at the door, feeling as if he was in another world.

 

The palace in his dream was colder, emptier, and lonelier than this palace.

 

When he was lying in the ice coffin, apart from hearing other people moving at the beginning and the last screams of begging for mercy, Zong Luo never saw anyone else enter Yu Beizhou’s sleeping chamber.

 

For nine whole years.

 

He always believed in the existence of the protagonist’s halo.

 

Zong Luo transmigrated inside a book, and the book naturally had its protagonist. Moreover, Zong Luo was just an ordinary and unremarkable cannon fodder who died at the hands of the protagonist in the original text.

 

As for Yu Beizhou, although he started from scratch, his previous life was really smooth sailing.

 

Just as written in the original copywriting, he first switched from the Wei Country to the Great Yuan, step by step, won the favor of Emperor Yuan, ascended to the sky in one step, surrounded by countless male supporting characters, and finally succeeded in stealing the country and ascending the throne.

 

Zong Luo didn’t believe it at first, he didn’t believe in heaven, so he tried every means to oppose Yu Beizhou.

 

However, it was so coincidental that these oppositions either automatically turned risks into safety, or they were blocked by a group of loyal male supporting characters, and none of them really made Yu Beizhou suffer.

 

To put it bluntly, when they were learning arts in the Ghost Valley in their early years, the two of them had fought. Sometimes when Zong Luo was annoyed during the fights, he would fight to kill. The most serious time, his sword tip stabbed an inch into Yu Beizhou’s heart, but the next day after healing, the latter was still bouncing around like nothing had happened, continuing to annoyingly stick to him.

 

The whole world was going along with Yu Beizhou, everyone was on his side. No matter what he wanted to do, even if he had nothing, there was absolutely no hindrance, everything seemed to be delivered to him, he could easily get it without a bit of effort.

 

He practiced, and he had to get up early every day and practice until the sun went down. Yu Beizhou practiced, slept until the sun was three poles high, picked up the sword and casually gestured a few times, and in just one year he caught up with the progress of Zong Luo who had entered the door earlier.

 

Clearly, they were both disciples who were personally certified by the Ghost Valley Master to have extraordinary bones, but Zong Luo had to spend twice, or even more, effort to catch up with Yu Beizhou’s bowl of meal rewarded by heaven.

 

But Yu Beizhou gave up all this.

 

He clearly guessed something was wrong with these people, realized that he seemed to be the center of the whole world, and it seemed that the people around him were repeating the arranged plot.

 

He still gave up everything.

 

So in this life, those people who surrounded him, almost all ran to Zong Luo’s side.

 

Whether it’s Gongsun You’s loyalty, Pei Qianxue’s appreciation for Yu Beizhou that had not been revealed until now, Ye Linghan’s devotion, Zong Hongjiu’s loss of favor and hitting a wall, or the attitude of Emperor Yuan and others towards him, or other things, they should all be the protagonist treatment that Yu Beizhou had in his previous life.

 

And yet Zong Luo was still not clear, the reason for all this, was it because of the loss of Yu Beizhou, the protagonist that everyone returned to normal, everything was just a coincidence; or those golden lucks ran to him along the line of the time reversal array, making him the new protagonist.

 

No matter which one, Zong Luo didn’t know how to face it, and how to accept it.

 

It’s not just that he owed a big favor for no reason, there were also some things that Zong Luo himself couldn’t understand and couldn’t say.

 

“Splash–” 

 

He plunged himself into the hot pool, as if he could wash away the scene in front of him just now in the dream, watching Yu Beizhou cut his wrist and blend with his blood.

 

But Yu Beizhou thought it was too slow, plunged deeper, and the blood spurted out like it didn’t cost money. Zong Luo watched from a third-person perspective and found it shocking.

 

The words of the witch doctor were still vivid in his mind.

 

“Although time reversal is an immortal method, it is an absolute taboo in the immortal methods.”

 

The immortals of the Great Wilderness must ascend immediately after becoming immortals, shattering the void, and could no longer interfere with this world.

 

The reason why the immortal tomb was called the immortal tomb was because the immortals sleeping inside were all earth immortals who failed to ascend in ancient times, and strictly speaking, they couldn’t be called real immortals.

 

The earth immortals couldn’t ascend, and their lifespan was limited, so they could only rack their brains to think of other ways.

 

For example, prolonging life, or reversing time, and starting over.

 

Saying it’s an immortal method was just nice to hear, but in the end, it’s no different from evil arts, and the price paid was even greater. Even the earth immortal who created this immortal method, exhausted all his blood, and even his flesh decayed into bones, still failed.

 

The Dharma Door was recognized by the Heavenly Way, but no one had completely paid the price. (TL: gate to enlightenment; Buddhism, refers to the path for practitioners to enter the Tao)

 

Before starting the big formation, the witch doctor did not warn Yu Beizhou.

 

However, the latter pretended not to hear, instead laughed and said, “If I die, wouldn’t everyone in the world clap their hands and cheer, this is a great thing.”

 

Just listening to it, it’s clear that Yu Beizhou didn’t do anything serious after ascending the throne.

 

Indeed, how could someone who holds him and talks to himself in the sleeping chamber every day be a good emperor? 

 

Every day he told Zong Luo that he didn’t like this minister, he didn’t like that minister, and the solutions were surprisingly consistent, all were to chop if they didn’t submit. With him there, the Emperor Yuan could be whitewashed in reverse.

 

But when Yu Beizhou was in the Ghost Valley, studying the way of the king with him, he was always fluent in his answers.