Chương 845: It's Over, Shocked, Embroidery (2)

It felt as if a heavy hammer had struck her chest. She spat out blood again, and stars began to dance before her eyes.

Xiao Wenjian noticed that Si Fuqing also looked up, and his expression softened. He patiently explained, "This plaque is quite old. It dates back to Emperor Yin's era and was personally written by Emperor Yin. It is restored every year."

Si Fuqing seemed thoughtful. "No wonder," she murmured.

After a moment, she politely made a request. "Uncle Xiao, may I take a photo?"

Xiao Wenjian was taken aback. "A photo?"

Mu Qingmeng chuckled. "Little Fuqing is a history enthusiast. Her favorite is His Majesty."

"I see," Xiao Wenjian nodded, pleased. "Miss Si, feel free to take as many as you like."

Si Fuqing took out her phone and snapped a few pictures, saving them.

Only those who had witnessed that period of history could understand what a turbulent era it was.

It was a time both loved and hated.