Chapter 1147: 550 The Pursuit of His Majesty, The Nationâs Heroine is Wrapped Up! [1 More Chapter]
As the two groups with abilities surpassing those of ordinary people, Masters of Yin-Yang and evolved beings usually kept to their own domains, but there were interactions between them.
It wasnât until Kusonoki Akatsuki appeared that the intersections between Masters of Yin-Yang and evolved beings started to increase.
In Yunxi clearly remembered the name Yui Sakai.
Yui Sakai, 32 years old this year, has won the Hera Music Award six times, with global album sales reaching 240 million.
This figure was frightening in the music industry, truly worthy of the title of top star.
But In Yunxi did not pay attention to these things; no matter how impressive the achievements in the entertainment industry, they were just worldly possessions to her. She only knew that Yui Sakai was a very powerful Celestial Master of Yin-Yang.
âShe and Si Fuqing didnât interact, so why would she take action without reason?â In Yunxiâs frown deepened.
âHow can you say thereâs no intersection?â Yin Xiangsi smiled, âSi Fuqing is about to shoot a movie with an international director, they will definitely interact, and even if they donât, we can create one.â
In Yunxiâs gaze flickered slightly.
âYui Sakai is about to start her global concert tour.â Yin Xiangsi took out several tickets, âSister Yunxi, you know what will happen at her concert. With Si Fuqingâs business resources being so valuable, itâs impossible for her not to want them.â
In the end, In Yunxi nodded, âAlright, Iâll leave this to you. Donât startle the grass and alert the snakes. If anyone finds out, it wonât be good, but if you succeed, youâll be well rewarded.â
Yin Xiangsi showed a trace of joy, âSister Yunxi, wait for my good news.â
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Several days later, on the set of âThe Nationâs Heroineâ.
Shooting was to start in ten minutes, and Si Fuqing was sitting under a parasol, cultivating her emotions.
âMiss Si, your package.â A staff member called out, âItâs so heavy, what did you buy?â
Si Fuqing walked over, took the package from his hand, and fell silent for a moment.
Ten books of âLove Heart Scripturesâ bought for 15 yuan?
When would she ever get to read them all?
Suddenly, she didnât feel like reading them anymore.
But since 15 yuan had been spent, Si Fuqing carried the books back to the resting area.
Feng San saw her and immediately volunteered, âMiss Si, let me help you with that.â
âDonât come over!â Si Fuqing retreated warily, hiding the books behind her, âYou, get out.â
Feng San was puzzled but had to leave.
Si Fuqing closed the door to the rest area and opened the package.
âHow to Win Him Overâ
âThe Heart of a Man, A Needle in the Seaâ
âA Hundred Ways to Make Him Irresistibly Attracted to Youâ
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A few minutes later, Si Fuqing stashed the books away with an expressionless face.
She rubbed her face, checking there were no excess emotions showing, before she headed out to the prepared set.
This was her last scene.
Yuejian had smeared a lot of fake blood on her, applying a battle-damaged makeup look.
âCome on, letâs start,â Director Lu said through a megaphone, âAfter Teacher Si finishes this scene, weâll wrap up.â
Everyone cheered.
Si Fuqing weighed the spear in her hand, slowly exhaling.
In history, JIANG Zhaoyue died pierced by thousands of arrows; her body was also affixed with numerous prop arrows.
JIANG Zhaoyue didnât have to die; she could have retreated.
But national hatred and family revenge were irreconcilable.
The barbarians who returned had killed her father and brother, trampling over the land of the North State.
She couldnât just retreat.
The land was barren, covered with corpses; it was like a mountain of bodies and a sea of blood.
All the people had already died in battle, leaving only a slender figure.
The barbarians also suffered heavy losses and decided to give up attacking the North State.
But JIANG Zhaoyue could not be allowed to live.
âAs long as JIANG Zhaoyue standsâŠâ Her body was already full of arrows, yet she slowly stood up again, âYanmen stands.â
She bit her tongue; blood had already flooded her throat as the taste of rust spread, making it difficult to breathe.
Yet, she still stood upright, with not a single bend in her spine.
She said, âI will not retreat.â
More arrows shot towards her, one after the other.
Shanxiâs love finally turned pitch black, and she could see nothing anymore.
At that moment, she glanced towards the south.
That was Yongâan.
The heart of the empire that sheltered the five states of Great Xia.
Lady JIANG was still waiting for her at home.
But regretfully, she would not be returning.
Kneeling on one knee, she breathed her last, yet she still did not fall.
In the Xia calendar, the year 693, JIANG Zhaoyue died in battle in the North State, posthumously honored as The Nationâs Heroine and buried in Yongâan.
From then on, the JIANG family was known for their loyal and valiant sacrifice.
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There was a complete silence all around.
Everyone had forgotten to react.
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