Seeing the look of shock on everyone around her, from the Empress Dowager and Empress down to the eunuchs and maids, Li Qingzhao, under her veil, couldn't help but curve her lips upwards.
At this moment, the sixteen-year-old talented Li Qingzhao suddenly felt a trace of "showing off one's prowess" joy.
Calm down.
Calm down.
She told herself this was all a small matter.
Her expression remained unchanged as she swept her gaze across the room, her voice calm as she said, "Is there any problem?"
Everyone: "..."
Problem...?
You need to hear what you're saying.
Bringing someone back from the dead!
You're talking about bringing the Emperor back to life, the Emperor who had already been declared dead by the Empress Dowager, Empress, numerous important officials and imperial physicians, and who had even had the death knell sounded for him!
You're talking about bringing someone back from the dead, how can you be so calm about it?
Could it be that in your eyes, resurrecting the dead is just an ordinary matter?
But even resurrection is considered commonplace, you still say you are not a deity?
Though they had these thoughts swirling in their minds, not a single person dared to voice them.
Under Li Qingzhao's gaze, the Empress Dowager squeezed out a smile that was neither happy nor reluctant.
"How can we bring the Emperor back to life?"
"Immortal, just use your methods, we will certainly cooperate."
Li Qingzhao smiled and flipped her hand, taking out a Soul-Returning Pill that she had purchased from the marketplace for a hundred points.
"This pill is called the Soul-Returning Pill, obtained from that gentleman, and can bring back the dead from anyone below the level of a Heavenly Person.
"Just feed the pill to the Emperor, and he will be resurrected."
Heavenly Person?
Everyone had no concrete idea of what a "Heavenly Person" was.
They only thought that since it was called a "Heavenly Person," it must be a being like an "Immortal."
In any case, it was definitely not something they, ordinary people, could compare to.
And if this Soul-Returning Pill could truly bring back the dead from anyone below a "Heavenly Person."
Then reviving the Emperor should not be a difficult task.
After all, ... although the Emperor is the Son of Heaven, and it is said that his authority is granted by heaven.
But in reality, everyone knows that even though the Emperor is the Son of Heaven, he is essentially just an ordinary person.
Facing the Soul-Returning Pill taken out by Li Qingzhao, no one raised any questions.
No one was a fool.
Not to mention that Li Qingzhao's appearance was beyond the imagination of everyone, making them respect her as a divine being.
Just talking about the pill... whether it has the effect of bringing someone back to life, just feed it to the Emperor and you'll know.
Whether it works or not, it's something that can be easily seen and the answer is obvious. Anyone with a brain wouldn't question something that can be easily determined.
Therefore, the Empress Dowager directly accepted the Soul-Returning Pill taken out by Li Qingzhao.
After politely thanking her, she invited Li Qingzhao and led a group of officials into the Emperor's sleeping quarters, towards Zhao Xu's "corpse."
Zhao Xu on the dragon bed was pale, his face slightly emaciated from the torment of illness.
As a daughter of an official family, Li Qingzhao had never encountered the body of another person.
Therefore, she only glanced at it once before withdrawing her gaze, waiting for the Empress Dowager to save him.
The Empress Dowager glanced at her and seeing that she had no response.
She took it upon herself to walk to the side of Zhao Xu's corpse with the Soul-Returning Pill in her hand.
Without any help from the eunuchs or maids, she pried open Zhao Xu's mouth and shoved the Soul-Returning Pill in.
The pill dissolved upon entering his mouth, transforming into pure medicinal energy that instantly surged through Zhao Xu's corpse's limbs and bones.
In an instant, Zhao Xu's corpse, which had already died, was suddenly enveloped by a white light.
Under the white light, a black mist surged out of Zhao Xu's corpse.
The black mist was slowly dissolved and assimilated by the white light, intertwining with the white light, forming a mixture of black and white, one within the other.
As the black and white colors continued to intertwine, they gradually reached a state of yin and yang balance, like the Tai Chi symbol.
The next moment, the black and white light mist, as if summoned by something, surged into Zhao Xu's corpse.
With the injection of the black and white light mist, Zhao Xu's body, which had already died, once again revived.
In his dead brain, the scattered consciousness began to reconvene.
His heart, which had stopped working, also started beating again.
With the power provided by the heartbeat, the blood that had stopped flowing once again flowed through the arteries, surged towards the veins, forming a new circulation with the heart.
The convergence of consciousness, the resumption of heartbeat, and the flow of blood, re-infused life into his internal organs, and also awakened every bone, every tendon, every muscle, every piece of skin and membrane in Zhao Xu's body.
When the white light enveloping Zhao Xu's body completely flowed into his body.
Zhao Xu, who had been declared dead, and who had indeed died.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, under the gaze of the Empress Dowager, the Empress, the officials, and the eunuchs and maids who were waiting to witness the miracle... gently moved his finger.
"He moved! The Emperor's finger moved!"
In the sleeping quarters, the Empress's voice was particularly excited.
After the excitement, she remembered that she was just an ex-empress in the Emperor's eyes.
Even if the Emperor was resurrected, her situation wouldn't necessarily be better.
The excitement that she couldn't help but feel after witnessing the miracle gradually subsided.
And her shout successfully attracted everyone's attention to Zhao Xu's finger.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhao Xu's finger moved again.
"He moved! He really moved again!"
Amidst the excited voices of everyone, Zhao Xu, whose consciousness had recovered, twitched his eyelids and slowly opened his eyes.
"Mother, Emperor... what is this?"
In the eyes of everyone, Zhao Xu had indeed died once and had just been resurrected.
But for Zhao Xu himself, he had no memory of his death.
Therefore, his memory was still stuck at the moment before his death.
He felt that he was about to die, unable to hold on any longer.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the Empress Dowager, the Empress, the officials he trusted, and his personal eunuchs and maids, all there with excited, joyous expressions.
Zhao Xu was immediately unhappy.
What's going on?
I'm about to die and you're all so excited?
The Empress is excited, I understand, after all, I deposed her.
But you, Empress Dowager, although not my biological mother, I have been dutiful and respectful towards you since I ascended the throne, and I have never treated you poorly, have I?
And you, my officials and attendants, I'm about to die and you're all so happy. Is there some benefit to you in my death?
"Your Majesty!"
With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Zhao Xu was just about to question them when he was interrupted by the Empress Dowager.
Following that, the Empress Dowager, Empress, and several important officials, taking turns, explained to him that he had died, and that an immortal had descended to revive him with the Soul-Returning Pill.
Hearing this, Zhao Xu's first thought was disbelief.
He thought that these people must be playing him because he was about to die.
However, this thought only flashed through his mind before he suppressed it.
As long as he still had breath, he was the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty.
No matter what these people thought of him in their hearts, at least on the surface, they would not dare to do such a disrespectful thing.
And... he hadn't noticed it when he first opened his eyes.
Now that his consciousness was gradually recovering, he realized something was different.
Since his illness had become more and more severe, he had been unable to get out of bed for some time.
The weakness and pain in his body had been tormenting him almost every day.
But now, all that illness and pain had left him.
The weakness in his body was gone, replaced by an unprecedented sense of strength.
At this moment, he even had the illusion that he could run around the imperial palace for three days and three nights.
So... was everything they said true?
Did he really die once?
And was it really true that an immortal had descended to revive him with the Soul-Returning Pill?