Chapitre 1094: Did Si Fuqing Transmigrate?! (1)

She rarely cried, even when she was gravely injured.

The few times she had shed tears were during drunken stupors or moments of unconsciousness.

Again and again, she called out "sister," her cries heart-wrenching.

Yu Xiheng paused for a moment, lowering his voice even further. "Did you dream of your sister?"

Si Fuqing looked at him, as if she had yet to free herself from the endless nightmares.

He didn't rush her but gently patted her back, helping her calm down.

After a while, she shook her head. "No, I dreamed of Emperor Yin."

Yu Xiheng's fingers tensed suddenly, though his tone remained steady as he followed her lead. "And then?"

"I dreamed he was about to die." Si Fuqing lowered her head, hastily wiping away her tears. Her voice was muffled, "But he's still so young. He has so many ambitions yet to fulfill."

A dragon among men, born to be an emperor, yet he had only lived to twenty-seven.