Chapter 888

Zhuge Zhengwo and the others took it and looked, their eyes narrowing.

"Song Shi?"

They flipped through it hurriedly, and then, their expressions changed drastically.

"The Northern Song perished at Your Majesty's hands!"

"The Jingkang Campaign is simply a national disgrace."

Tieshou, Lengxue, and the others began cursing under their breath.

As martial men, they truly found it hard to empathize with a fallen monarch like Emperor Huizong.

Zhuge Zhengwo's face also darkened. After carefully reading through the history book, he looked up and discovered that Wuqing was already gone: "Tieshou, where's Wuqing?"

Tieshou shook his head: "I don't know either."

"my lord, Miss Wuqing has already left."

Suddenly, a servant spoke up.

Zhuge Zhengwo was stunned: "She left? I still need to ask where these history books came from!"

He was loyal to the present Son of Heaven, and naturally loyal to the Great Song as well.

Seeing now that the Northern Song was doomed to perish, how could he not panic.

Tieshou said: "Divine Marquis, does this matter still matter? The throne has already changed hands, and the one in charge is still the Great Song's Founding Emperor—isn't this better than before?"

"Right, I saw those Dragon Guards, every one of them a master among masters. Those mere Jurchens are no match." A glint of a smile flashed in Lengxue's eyes. "Founding Emperor Your Majesty is the ancestral vein of the Great Song,

With him at the helm of the Great Song, I see nothing wrong with it."

Zhuge Divine Marquis listened, was silent for a moment, and could only nod.

Now that Zhao Ji was already dead, no matter how loyal he had been, he could only accept this fact.

The outskirts of the city.

Wuqing stood atop a large tree, gazing at Jingcheng, the cold wind blowing.

"Miss Wuqing, actually the people of your household may not be beyond saving."

Suddenly, she recalled Zhao Kuangyin's words.

"The Dao Lord's divine powers are vast; as long as you're willing to pay a little price, wouldn't the dozens of lives in your household all come back?"

Earlier, Mao Li had asked the Dao Lord to act, and she had not failed to consider this question.

However, she was a disabled person at the time, and did not dare to indulge in such fantasies.

After all, sitting in a wheelchair all the time, no matter how good her appearance, in her heart she still felt inferior.

Many things that ordinary people could do were, for her, mere luxuries.

"Perhaps, it really is possible."

After thinking for a while, Wuqing, as if possessed, opened the chat group.

Wuqing: "Lord Dao Lord, can you save my parents?"

Mao Li: "Oh? Sister Wuqing wants the Dao Lord to act, but have you thought through the price?"

Wuqing: "Mm. If the Dao Lord can take a fancy to my humble appearance, it would be Wuqing's honor."

Su Xiao: "Goodness, mastering the Dao of Time is really nice. I want to learn time divine powers too."

Ye Hei: "Cut it out, cultivating the Dao of Time—Su Xiao, how many divine powers have you cultivated? Spacetime divine powers are among the hardest of divine powers, right?"

Su Xiao: "Emperor Ye really is, no romance at all. Can't I even think about it? Ruining people's dreams.

Xiao Mai: "Xiao Xiao, accept reality. You're not a genius, stop having these pipe dreams.

Zhang Taixuan: "Sure. I'm free right now, I'll head over in a bit."

Wuqing: "Many thanks, Lord Dao Lord."

Mao Li: "Brother Dao Lord is really sentimental."

Gabriel: "That sounds so sour. No way, Xiao Lan, you haven't already fallen for the Dao Lord, have you?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha: "Little Gabriel is very clever. Indeed so. I went to Daluo Heaven earlier and saw Xiao Lan together with Miyano Shiho, you know."

Su Xiao: "Goodness, Brother Taixuan, you move fast. Xiao Lan, you don't want your Shinichi anymore?"

Mao Li: "... Let's not talk about this, we're still good friends!"

Mao Li: "Besides, we're just childhood sweethearts. Do childhood sweethearts necessarily have to end up together?"