Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!

Chapter 239: News from the Capital City

The system was quite frustrated. It had wheedled and cajoled for a long time, before it finally got something from the other side, and then was left ignored... It’s helpless about it.

"Host, I did my best."

Alright!

Looks like it’ll only allow a little advantage, but won’t be much help.

Now, she has to figure things out on her own.

She tossed the iron shovel aside and took out her most prized possession.

"Old fellow, after all this time, you’re indeed still useful."

Cheng Xiaoxiao sighed as she used the dagger in her hand to pry at the coffin lid.

Unfortunately, although the dagger could slide into the seam of the coffin lid, it couldn’t pry it open.

Unwilling to give up, Cheng Xiaoxiao tried different angles, but it was the same. Frustrated, she kicked the coffin hard twice.

Even the dagger that could slice through iron like mud failed this time. She couldn’t understand what material this coffin was made of to be so sturdy.

In her anguish, she randomly picked up the iron shovel she had discarded and angrily smashed it against the coffin.

Still vexed, Cheng Xiaoxiao heard the system notice something, "Host, host, look, take a look, the coffin actually bears marks from your strike."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Xiaoxiao immediately perked up and took the flashlight to shine on the coffin wall.

Sure enough, after casually striking it a few times with the shovel, there were several dents.

She then picked up the iron shovel, examining it in the flashlight’s beam, and saw that the thin shovel was completely undamaged, proving it was tougher than the coffin.

Who would have thought? It was actually better than the dagger’s material. The system’s products are truly extraordinary. Seems like she can exploit it slowly in the future.

With renewed enthusiasm, she fixed the flashlight to illuminate one part of the coffin wall, and swung the iron shovel, ready to dig a hole here.

Just as she was about to start, she suddenly thought of something...

Isn’t this wrong to do? If I pry open someone’s coffin, how can they rest in peace?

But, if she doesn’t pry open the coffin, how will she get out? She and the child would be doomed.

Never mind, this is the only way out. Since it’s for the child, the mother surely won’t blame her.

With her mind made up, Cheng Xiaoxiao no longer hesitated and began!

This time, she channeled her inner strength into her arms, fiercely hammering against the coffin wall.

A fist-sized hole appeared before her.

Wow! This iron shovel is too amazing, "Qiqi, your headquarters’ stuff is really handy, can you bring more in the future?"

The system twitched its mouth; the host is really daring.

Amazing, truly amazing, she didn’t even know what material the iron shovel was made of, yet it was so useful. With her persistent efforts, she quickly pierced through the coffin, revealing the outside soil.

The spot she worked at was near the coffin lid. Naturally, the soil was denser downward, so she worked higher up. However, this made her arms sore and tired quickly.

Gritting her teeth, Cheng Xiaoxiao knew that once the wall was broken through, the subsequent soil wouldn’t be as hard to dig.

Digging out a small pile of soil, she transferred it into her storage to prevent the already narrow space from being filled with earth.

In less than half an hour, she reached the surface. Great, finally out.

Having only dug a hole her body size, Cheng Xiaoxiao crawled back in after emerging, using a pot lid to block the coffin wall, then transferred the stored soil back out to fill the hole.

Having completed the disguise, Cheng Xiaoxiao breathed a huge sigh of relief. The little one on her back began to cry loudly again.

Perhaps due to being unaccustomed to the cold outside; indeed, the temperature might be near freezing.

She hurriedly wrapped the little one in two more layers of blankets.

"Host, host, those two tomb raiders fell down the hillside and landed in the Imperial Mausoleum. Should we ask them some questions? Just now, they mentioned something about the Little Emperor not blaming them."

What?

Do they mean Tianqi’s Little Emperor is dead?

Cheng Xiaoxiao was taken aback. How could the Little Emperor, who was so young, be dead so early?

"So, should we question those two fools? They aren’t too far from us now anyway."

Thinking that questioning them wouldn’t take long, Cheng Xiaoxiao followed the system’s instructions and headed towards the two grave robbers, making some disguises along the way by wearing a white dress and letting her hair hang loose.

"Qiqi, isn’t this a bit overboard? What if they can’t bear the shock and die right on the spot?"

"The two can rob graves; their guts should be big enough not to die from fright easily."

Cheng Xiaoxiao agreed; after all, they weren’t good people, so why worry so much.

Thus, she floated into the line of sight of the two tomb raiders like a ghost.

Not only did they hear a sound this time, they actually saw a female ghost, scaring them into holding each other and shivering.

They mumbled, "Don’t, don’t come for me, I’ve confessed everything."

At this moment, Cheng Xiaoxiao’s eerie voice rang out, "I don’t have to come for you, but I’ve recently liked listening to stories. So tell me some intriguing tales from the past three months on earth."

Having said this, Cheng Xiaoxiao waited, but unfortunately, the two were so scared they wet themselves and couldn’t even respond.

Annoyed, Cheng Xiaoxiao decided to add fuel to the fire.

"Who’s first to speak lives; whoever doesn’t speak won’t leave here tonight." Hearing this scary and sinister voice, the two trembled even more.

Seeing them still not on board, Cheng Xiaoxiao used the system’s instant move ability to levitate stones around them.

"Want. To. Die. Or. Want. To. Live."

Terrified at the scene before their eyes, the two’s survival instincts outweighed their fear.

Afraid of defying the ghost’s words and dying, they didn’t want to die, so they shivered, scrambling to answer.

Through the two’s disjointed describing, Cheng Xiaoxiao finally grasped the events that happened in the Capital City over the past three months.

The shock inside her heart couldn’t settle for a long time; the Little Emperor truly died, and many other royal family members perished too. The young one’s mother was really the Empress.

Because the Little Emperor was still young, there weren’t many concubines, and only the Empress was pregnant.

The outside explanation was that the Empress, upon hearing the news of the Emperor’s death, couldn’t bear the blow, grieved excessively, and perished with her unborn child.

Alas! Unexpectedly, her rescue saved the future Crown Prince, but unfortunately, his uncle usurped the throne already, leaving him no chance to ascend to power.

The little one would just stick with her, leading a simple and peaceful life, which is also good.

In history, what Crown Prince ascended smoothly? It seems glamorous, but they’re really cannon fodder.

Currently, a supposedly dead royal declares to protect the Little Emperor, to eliminate rebels. In truth, he is the biggest rebel.

It’s merely a mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, but sadly these two couldn’t see it, the common people couldn’t understand the darkness and bloodshed behind the royal power.