Sixteen years ago, Ying An, who had died a violent death in his previous life, transmigrated in a daze into the womb of a palace concubine in Great Qin's Xianyang Palace, becoming a child of the future First Emperor.
Unfortunately, an infant's brain was simply insufficient to support the operation of an adult's consciousness.
Ying An's consciousness, in its dazed state, thus fell into slumber. It was only now that he finally awakened. But what was frustrating was that Ying An's body seemed to have a congenital deficiency from the womb.
It was unknown how many Medicalists had diagnosed Ying An's body, but the results were largely similar.
Not a single Medicalist successor had the confidence to let Ying An live past sixteen.
It just so happened that when Ying An woke up, it was not long before his sixteenth birthday.
It was also fortunate that the Golden Finger's upper limit was reached in time.
Otherwise, Ying An's heart might be filled with what kind of rage and anger right now.
He calmed his mind, settling down from the ecstasy of the Golden Finger's awakening.
Ying An's gaze swept across the palace filled with the scent of medicine.
Inside the hall, a petite young girl in a palace dress was soundly asleep, sprawled cutely on a low table nearby.
As the son of the First Emperor, under normal circumstances, this vast palace would, of course, not be served by only one slightly immature little palace maid.
It was just that Ying An's situation was special; the congenital deficiency he brought from his mother's womb meant he could only rest in bed for long periods and could not be disturbed.
It was precisely because of this that, at Ying An's request, there was only one sleeping little palace maid in the palace at this moment.
However, this also just happened to prevent anyone from noticing anything unusual when Ying An bound the system.
Glancing at the adorably innocent little palace maid, Ying An shook his head with a bitter smile.
It was also fortunate that his past self, before his memories awakened, was quite nostalgic.
He was very lenient towards this little palace maid who had served him since childhood; otherwise, her act of sleeping soundly in the palace, regardless of Ying An's condition, would have been enough to cost her life.
He did not disturb this loyal little maid.
After distracting himself and finally calming down from the ecstasy of the Golden Finger's awakening, Ying An could finally study the Golden Finger with a sufficiently rational attitude.
All Heavens and Myriad Realms Character Template System, as the name suggests, just the name alone allowed Ying An to understand some key information from it.
After thoroughly reviewing the various functions within the system.
Ying An finally understood the purpose of this Golden Finger.
Just as the name implies, his Golden Finger is used to extract character templates from the All Heavens and Myriad Realms.
Of course, if he was lucky, he would draw a strong template, but if his luck was bad, that would not necessarily be the case.
And even within the same world, the same character does not necessarily have only one template.
Instead, several templates are divided according to time, experience, and state.
And one template obtained from the Golden Finger was precisely from the Yang God World, belonging to Hong Yi, who was known as the Sub-Sage and Yi Zi, and who presided over the compilation of the book of changes (yi jing), the King of all scriptures.
What was pleasantly surprising was that the Hong Yi Ying An drew was not a fragmented version, but rather the truly complete state after he fulfilled his grand vows and transcended to the other shore.
One must know that among the All Heavens and Myriad Realms Character Templates, the value of a perfected template is absolutely the highest.
Because this template not only allows Ying An to systematically gain all the power, wisdom, and insights of the template owner.
Even the template owner's treasures, as long as the corresponding fusion degree is reached, can be directly claimed from the template system.
The only thing that made Ying An feel a little regretful was that his Golden Finger seemed to lack intelligence.
Even the corresponding introductions were deduced by Ying An himself through existing clues.
On the Golden Finger's simple interface, besides a prompt indicating a beginner's gift package was awaiting receive, there was almost no useful information.
"I got excited for nothing." Ying An let out a breath.
If it were any other time, he might have thought thrice before considering whether to directly claim the beginner's gift package.
But now, he simply had no choice.
Who made the congenital deficiency he brought from his mother's womb like a death warrant, which could descend at any time?
Having finally awakened his past memories, Ying An did not want to die so quickly.
Even if he was lucky enough to obtain the All Heavens and Myriad Realms Character Template System now, he dared not gamble on whether he would have a second chance to transmigrate.
Looking at the constantly flashing "Awaiting Claim" beginner's gift package on the system interface.
Ying An decisively chose to claim it!
The system screen suddenly blurred, and then immediately seemed to enter a standby state.
On the interface, apart from a progress bar symbolizing the fusion of the Hong Yi template, it was even simpler than before.
His mouth twitched slightly, and Ying An muttered to himself, "Is this All Heavens and Myriad Realms Character Template System really not some fake or shoddy product? Why is it so simple, it's practically like fooling people!"
The moment his words fell, Ying An instantly felt a torrent of information surge out of the void, instantly pouring into his brain.
In an instant, Ying An felt as if his brain had been stuffed with an information bomb.
The terrifying torrent of information exploded.
Ying An screamed involuntarily, his vision went dark, and his weak body was completely unable to withstand the sudden immense stimulation, causing him to fall directly into a coma.
Unbeknownst to Ying An in his coma, his hasty claiming of the Golden Finger, which led to his unconsciousness, caused King of Qin, Ying Zheng, to ultimately choose the Yinyang Family's proposal for a celebratory marriage earlier.
When Ying An finally woke up from his coma, what greeted his eyes was a lively scene.
Originally, this palace, which only had the adorably innocent little maid due to Ying An's need for quiet recuperation, now had several nannies busily moving about, constantly decorating and adorning the palace.
Blinking in confusion, Ying An immediately fell into doubt.
"Xiao Lingdang!!"
"Ah!" Accompanied by a joyful cry, the young maid, with a tender, baby-faced, somewhat adorably innocent complexion, rushed to the bedside in a hurry.
"Gongzi, you're finally awake!!"
At this moment, Ying An was completely unaware that, in addition to the innate nobility from his birth into the Ying Qin imperial clan, he now possessed a scholarly aura from the fusion of the Hong Yi template.
The little maid, who had long been responsible for taking care of Ying An, was naturally naive and muddled, so she also did not notice Ying An's changes.
He stretched out his hand and pointed to the busy nannies around him.
Ying An asked, puzzled, "What's going on? What are these nannies busy with?"
The little maid blinked, and said with a surprised look, "These nannies are decorating the bridal chamber for Gongzi!"
After nodding subconsciously, Ying An suddenly jolted, realizing what she said.
He blurted out, "Bridal chamber?"
"Mhm mhm mhm!" Nodding repeatedly like a pecking chick, the little maid said, "The King has arranged a marriage for Gongzi.
Gongzi will be getting married soon!"
"Wait a moment!" This news came quite suddenly, and Ying An said, unable to accept it, "What exactly is going on? Tell me properly first, why would Father King arrange a marriage for me out of nowhere? Also, who is the person Father King arranged for me to marry?"