Empress: Your Majesty, please respect yourself, I don't want to be promoted

Faced with Fu Xian's question, Lu Chen nodded without hesitation.

"If it really comes to that, and sacrificing me can save His Majesty the Holy King, I will not hesitate."

There's really nothing to hesitate about.

If we were to say who the most important people in the court today are, they would definitely be the Empress and the Holy King Cangming, followed by Fu Hua, Chai Hongyu, Gu Simiao, Ruan Min and other powerful people in the Return to One Realm. The importance of Lu Chen would be slightly behind that.

He felt that what he possessed was only beyond the cognition of this era and some knowledge from the era of information explosion. Knowledge could be passed on, and it didn't matter even if he died, as long as he could pass on as much of his knowledge system as possible before he died.

Moreover, he has laid a solid foundation in the past two years. As long as he is given some time to prepare for his "afterlife", his death will not have much impact on the situation.

But the Holy King is different. His power plays a crucial role in the current situation. Without him, the situation in the court will collapse in an instant.

The Holy King is not hereditary. The power of the holy relics automatically chooses its master. The new generation of Holy Kings may not necessarily support Daxia as strongly as the current Holy King. It is very likely that they will transfer all the power of Cangming Realm back as soon as they take office, leaving a mess for the empress.

Therefore, no matter what, the Holy King must not die.

Hearing Lu Chen's answer, Fu Xian's eyes moved slightly, and then he looked at Lu Chen carefully, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance in his heart.

"I am very pleased with your answer."

She said this expressionlessly.

"It seems that His Majesty the Saint King is so dedicated to helping Daxia, which is still of some benefit to the Saint Realm."

Lu Chen was a little uncomfortable with the straightforward way of speaking.

Looking at the three-no girl in front of him, he was a little unsure how to communicate with her.

However, it seems that there is no need to understand it.

After all, he and Fu Xian, one an important official of Da Xia and the other a national treasure of the Holy Land, have nothing in common. Logically speaking, they should not have any intersection in the future.

After thinking about it, Lu Chen suppressed this strange feeling and said, "Fu Sizheng, may I ask what I should do to help His Majesty the Saint King avoid death."

Fu Xian raised his eyes slightly, a hint of color appearing in his eyes.

"It's very simple."

Although his voice was immature, his tone was unquestionable.

"When you are in danger, just run west at all costs."

After a pause, she inexplicably emphasized her tone.

"Run as far as you can, until you die. As long as you are determined and don't give up halfway, Your Majesty the Saint King will be able to avoid death, return to the center, help the Empress revive Daxia, and create an unprecedented great cause."

“This is the result I can see.”

Hearing this, Lu Chen suddenly realized something and his mind moved slightly. "Result?"

"Ah."

Fu Xian nodded slightly and said softly: "Yes, this is the result, not a polite remark."

After getting the confirmation, Lu Chen's eyes relaxed slightly.

So that's how it is. As long as he dies and the Holy King lives, the court will definitely defeat the King of Chu, and then the Empress will preside over the new policy and rule the world.
When he thought of this, he felt a little relieved.

Since there is no problem with what happens after death, there is nothing to hesitate about.

"I know."

Lu Chen's eyes were calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"Thank you Fu Si Zheng for coming here and telling me this. Fu Si Zheng, rest assured, I will do as you tell me and ensure that nothing goes wrong."

Fu Xian lowered his eyes inexplicably.

"Don't you blame me?"

There was a hint of emotion in his voice, which was completely different from his previous behavior, when he spoke and acted in a calm and aloof manner, like a pretty puppet.

"If it weren't for me, maybe you wouldn't have to die, and you wouldn't have to be so embarrassed. Just let nature take its course, and you wouldn't have any psychological burden."

Hearing her say this, Lu Chen shook his head.

"No, Fu Sizheng, don't think so."

With a serious expression, he looked at Fu Xian's gradually humanized eyes and said seriously:
"It is precisely because of Fu Sizhen that our Great Xia was able to avoid a catastrophic disaster. Otherwise, if the Saint King fell, the situation in the court would become uncontrollable, and there would be countless casualties."

"I have received the grace of the country in my lifetime, and was fortunate enough to be trusted by Your Majesty and become an important official in the court. If the country is overthrown and the dynasty is destroyed, how can I live in this world with dignity?"

"If sacrificing one of my people can bring peace to the world and help Your Majesty and His Royal Highness the Holy King create a glorious era, then I will die a worthy death without any regrets."

Hearing this, Fu Xian couldn't help but be stunned.

Looking at the expression on Lu Chen's face without a trace of reluctance or pain, she inexplicably felt a strange emotion in her heart.

At this moment, Lu Chen suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to Fu Xian.

"I would like to express my sincere gratitude to Fu Sizheng on behalf of your Majesty and the people of Daxia."

Fu Xian took a deep breath, stood up, and bowed deeply to Lu Chen.

This scene, the two people's actions, and this festive room give it an inexplicably funny feeling of a couple bowing to each other. (End of this chapter)