Chapter 1

In the sixth year of the Zhen Guan era of the Tang Dynasty, the sixth prince, Li Yin, fell from a rockery and fell into a coma.

The entire palace was thrown into chaos.

Emperor Taizong and Li Yin's birth mother, Consort Yang, rushed to the Hall of Containing Images upon hearing the news.

"Doctor, how is Yin doing?"

Hearing the emperor's inquiry, the Chief Medical Officer stammered, "Your Majesty, after our best efforts, the sixth prince is out of immediate danger. However, however..."

Li Shimin, with a stern face, asked, "However, what?"

The Chief Medical Officer nervously replied, "However, the sixth prince suffered a severe blow to the head and it will be difficult for him to regain consciousness in the short term."

Consort Yang, unable to contain her anxiety, asked, "Tell me the truth, how long will it take for Yin to wake up?"

The Chief Medical Officer, in a difficult position, said, "Your Majesty, the sixth prince's injury is to the head, and it is hard to say when he will wake up."

Hearing the Chief Medical Officer's words, Li Shimin flew into a rage: "You are all useless! What good are you to me?"

Li Shimin turned and pointed at the eunuchs and palace maids kneeling on the ground, saying, "And you! If it weren't for your carelessness, how could Yin be in a coma? Bring them to me!"

As soon as Li Shimin finished speaking, a group of attendants rushed in like wolves and tigers, seizing all the eunuchs and palace maids.

In a side hall, Liu Zhi, the palace maid who served the sixth prince Li Yin, was also seized by two attendants and was about to be dragged away.

Liu Zhi, terrified, cried out, "Your Majesty, spare my life!"

Unfortunately, Li Shimin was a man of decisive action and would not let her off just because she begged for mercy. He didn't even spare her a glance.

...

On the bed, in Li Yin's mind, there appeared two souls, one large and one small.

The larger soul came from the future, a web novelist who had sacrificed himself to save a beauty, and his name was also Li Yin.

The smaller soul was the soul of the sixth prince, Li Yin.

Faced with this situation, the web novelist Li Yin blinked and quickly guessed what had happened.

After all, he had written about soul transmigration more than once.

The soul of the sixth prince, Li Yin, was clearly still in a state of confusion, not understanding the current situation.

The web novelist Li Yin pounced without hesitation, beating the sixth prince's soul with a few punches and kicks, and the two souls quickly merged.

Before Li Yin could read the information of the sixth prince, a mechanical female voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"The Prodigal System is being installed, current installation progress: one percent."

"Ten percent... fifty percent... one hundred percent, installation complete."

"Host's vital signs are low, would you like to repair?"

Hmm?

So, when heaven is about to bestow a great mission on someone, it first makes them transmigrate and gives them a golden finger?

Is this the benefit of being a transmigrator?

However, what exactly is this Prodigal System?

"Would you like to repair?"

"Repair!"

"Please pay ten prodigal points."

Hearing the system's words, Li Yin asked in confusion, "What are prodigal points? How do I get them?"

"Prodigal points are the money spent on being a prodigal. As long as you spend recklessly, you will gain corresponding prodigal points. One tael of silver can be exchanged for one prodigal point, it's that simple."

Complete recovery without any scars?

This is quite powerful!

With the medical skills of the Tang Dynasty, even if they could treat his injuries and prevent aftereffects, they would certainly leave scars.

Unfortunately, he currently had no prodigal points to pay for the system to treat him.

Li Yin couldn't help but ask cautiously, "Hey, system, can we negotiate? Saving a life is urgent, can you put it on credit?"

"Well, that's not impossible, but it will incur some interest!"

It actually works?

Li Yin couldn't help but say in surprise, "It's just interest, no problem, treat me quickly."

As soon as Li Yin finished speaking, he felt a warm current flow through his mind, making him feel very comfortable.

"Done, treatment complete. You owe the system ten prodigal points, remember to pay back in time."

So fast?

Are you trying to fool me?

...

Liu Zhi, being dragged by two attendants, was full of despair and hopelessness.

If she was dragged out, she would only face death.

"Wait, release that girl!"

Li Yin, who was lying on the bed, had already woken up, his eyes slightly open, secretly observing the situation in the room.

Seeing a cute little girl about to be dragged away, Li Yin could no longer hold back and got out of bed.

As soon as Li Yin spoke, everyone in the room was stunned.

Li Yin then said to Li Shimin, "Father, this matter cannot be entirely blamed on them. I beg you to spare them."

Seeing Li Yin wake up, Li Shimin was overjoyed and waved to the attendants, saying, "Since Yin is pleading for them, spare them!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Seeing Li Yin get out of bed, Consort Yang, who was by Li Shimin's side, was startled.

She hurriedly walked to Li Yin's side, her face full of worry, and said, "Yin, your wound was just bandaged, quickly get back to bed and rest."

Li Yin smiled slightly and said to Consort Yang, "Mother, my wound is already completely healed, there's no problem."

Saying this, Li Yin directly tore off the bandages on his forehead.

Then, the doctor, Consort Yang, and Li Shimin were surprised to find that Li Yin's forehead was smooth and clean, with no trace of injury.

Consort Yang, gently touching Li Yin's forehead, asked in confusion, "Yin, your wound was still bleeding just now, how did it heal so quickly? What happened?"

Hearing Consort Yang's question, Li Yin said seriously, "Mother, I had a dream just now. In the dream, an old man with a white beard taught me a lot of knowledge and healed my wound. In the dream, it felt like many years had passed, but when I woke up, it had only been a short while."

After hearing Li Yin's words, Consort Yang said in surprise and joy, "Yin, what old man with a white beard? He must be a deity who used divine means to heal your wound. You must not offend the deity with your words."

After hearing Li Yin's words, Li Shimin asked curiously, "Yin, what knowledge did the deity impart to you?"

Li Yin said, "Father, it was all strange things, and I can't remember them all right now. When I remember, I will report to you truthfully."

Consort Yang scolded, "Your Majesty, Yin has just recovered, it's normal for him to not remember everything. Why force him?"

Li Shimin laughed and said, "Yin is your son, isn't he also my son? How am I forcing him?"

Consort Yang ordered Li Yin to rest well and had the eunuchs and palace maids take good care of him, giving detailed instructions before leaving.