Counting on your fingers, the fifth marriage is coming

The Empress Dowager rubbed her forehead and slowly digested what Xu Shanshan told her.

"Last year... before you were replaced by that fake imperial master, you told me that Emperor Yue was destined to live only sixteen years. Even if you took action, you could only barely extend his life for one year. But you wanted him to live, even if he was in the state of a living dead."

Thinking of her cruel and incompetent grandson, there was not much tenderness in the eyes of the Empress Dowager, but more of a heavy responsibility and duty that weighed heavily on her shoulders.

"It was not until two months ago that you sent Maomao to tell me that you would soon return as Emperor Yue. I understood your plan at that time."

"A country cannot be without a ruler for a day. You do have the ability to take on the responsibilities of the Emperor of Jing, and you also have a strong heart to face dangers and difficulties."

The Queen Mother slowly curled her knuckles into fists. She was so emotional that her throat was slightly blocked, and even her voice became hoarse. "But I was too naive. It turns out that you have to take on such a fragmented, devastated, and besieged country... Shen'er, I really feel... very sorry for you."

"Don't think too highly of me." Xu Shanshan reached out and lifted the chin of the Empress Dowager, asking her to look at him: "Do you want to hear about my life story?"

"What is your background?" The Empress Dowager looked at her blankly.

Xu Shanshan let her go, his eyes wandering, his lips still curved in a divine arc of peace with the world, she began to narrate: "I am not an orphan, nor was I picked up by my master. My birth was a huge conspiracy from the beginning."

Some children in this world are born out of love, some are born out of hate, some are born to be blessed, and some are born to be hated, but she is none of them. She is just a pawn, an object destined to be used by others.

Her so-called "parents" were a carefully selected race of people who did not even have names. They were only responsible for raising and giving birth within a specified time, date and year.

Not a moment less, not a moment more, just like a programmed breeding machine, dozens of pairs of men and women conceive together, and only the most precise time of pregnancy is chosen from among them.

In order to meet the calculated time of birth, the mother's life or death was not taken into consideration and the baby was cut open, just to give birth to a "great master" whose birth date, eight characters and four pillars of destiny all met the requirements.

Her birth was accompanied by blood, sacrifice and sin.

Everything was calculated, and her life was also arranged. It would be better to say that she was a puppet. In order to prevent her from escaping control, they deprived her of her "heart".

Therefore, she has neither a heart nor self-thoughts, and is no less beautiful than the exquisite golden statues of gods and Buddhas in temples. She is just a piece of wishing stone made by humans.

If her master had not felt sorry for her, had compassion on her, taught her carefully, had not been on guard against her, and had not told her many "truths", she might have been "willing" to be a mediocre great master who only knew how to teach theology.

"Shen'er, they must be crazy. They actually want to become the master of the world. For this, they don't hesitate to spend a hundred years to overthrow an imperial dynasty, just to avoid divine punishment and burden of karma. But they don't understand what it means that everything that rises must fall..."

The broad, warm hands stroked her soft fur. She tilted her head back, sat upright, and looked up at her master with her big, clear eyes.

"Master, what is the master?"

He avoided talking about it and only told her: "Life and death, prosperity and decline, rise and fall, success and failure in this world are all predetermined. No matter how capable a person is, he still needs to rely on the great fortune of the environment. If he wants to surpass that day, he will inevitably suffer a backlash and disaster."

"Master, is the Overlord a good thing? Why do they all want to become one?"

Seeing that she was determined to ask what was good or bad, the fortune teller could only answer her directly: "You can even control your life and death. The rules of heaven and earth, the rise and fall of the world are all in your hands. Do you think it's good?"

He didn't tell others whether it was good or not, but instead guided her to understand it.

The little Qingwushen thought about it, and the thinking at that moment opened her mind, and her eyes had a different kind of light.

"I think... it sounds good." The fortune teller looked into her eyes, not knowing whether to be relieved or worried. He held her in his arms and whispered, "Shen'er, don't wake up too early. Close your eyes and have a good sleep. You are still too weak. It is not a good thing to have delusions too early."

The young Qingwushen nestled in the arms of the fortune teller and slowly closed her eyes. Her little hands unconsciously clutched his collar tightly, and she muttered in a dreamlike voice, "Shen'er will become stronger, one day..."

The fortune teller stretched out a hand and held up her rosy little face. Because she had fallen asleep, her face was rosy from the heat.

He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead and said, "Okay, Master will protect you until that day comes."

The memory is yellowing, but Xu Shanshan has never forgotten. She has had an extraordinary memory since she was a child. Others cannot remember what happened when they were a few years old, but she remembers it all.

The only person she trusted still betrayed her, just because he thought she had no "heart" and did not know what kindness was. If she were to take over this world, there would be devastation.

"Who is it? Who is behind such a terrible plan?" The Empress Dowager supported herself on the chair and stood up with a clang.

Even a "great national master" can be created, so you can imagine how unfathomable the other party is and how evil his heart is.

Xu Shanshan still had a normal expression on her face, not realizing at all that she had revealed a huge secret.

"You don't need to know this. After knowing my life experience, do you still think that I do all this simply to bring peace and prosperity to the world?"

The Empress Dowager sat back and looked at Xu Shanshan absentmindedly, as if she had never known her before, her pupils trembling.

"Shen'er, even if your birth was a premeditated plan, you had no choice but to become the Grand Master, but you did it with a purpose. I have seen everything you have done for the country over the years."

Although she said it sincerely and with conviction, Xu Shanshan could see through her hesitation at a glance.

"I have protected your Yuan family for a hundred years, and I have also been controlled for a hundred years. From now on, I just want to do what I want to do."

The Empress Dowager's eyes were complicated: "You want to be the master of this world?"

Xu Shanshan's face seemed to be covered with a thick fog that lingered all year round. The closer the Empress Dowager got, the less clear she could see.

"Since when did you start playing this game of chess for the whole world?" the Empress Dowager asked again.

The corners of Xu Shanshan's mouth curled up slightly, and that smile seemed to be both a mocking smile that knew everything and a smile that showed indifference to everything in the world, making it impossible to tell the true meaning.

"The opportunity they have been waiting for is also what I am waiting for. Don't worry, those destroyed national fortunes will eventually be restored. No one can escape the four words of cause and effect."

The Empress Dowager's body began to tremble unconsciously. She clutched the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands. She seemed as if her soul had been sucked out of her and her eyes instantly dimmed.

"...I just want to ask you one last question. How did you manage to watch everything develop to this point? Are you really powerless, or..."

Isn't she a victim?

No matter what she described about the past or what she had experienced, even being betrayed by the person she trusted the most and losing everything she had, she had to go through untold hardships to change her fate with a disabled body...

If all of this, all of this is just part of her long-term plan, her way of getting rid of the shackles of the past, fighting back and hunting down those who controlled, persecuted, and took away everything from her, then does she really have the heart? (End of this chapter)