Sky Curtain: Taking Little Rhinoceros to wash his feet! Li Er breaks down!

Section Chief Zhao's trembling fingers gripped the edge of the gold-embossed certificate tightly.

Under the incandescent light, the bright red stamp refracted a chilling glimmer.

It has been specially approved by the highest administrative body of Jiangcheng, and is a national-level intangible cultural heritage protection unit for traditional Chinese medicine baths and a franchise certificate for traditional Chinese medicine physiotherapy.

Every word felt like a heavy hammer blow to his nerves.

His Adam's apple bobbed laboriously as he shakily pulled his phone out of his pocket, opened the scan function, and pointed the camera at the anti-counterfeiting QR code in the lower right corner of the document.

"drop!"

Instead of redirecting to the regular business registration website, the entire phone screen instantly turned a glaring bright red, accompanied by a piercing alarm. A high-level notification box bearing the national emblem popped up:

[Highest-level database registration information: Fanxing Foot Massage Parlor. Legal representative: Lin Yu. This establishment is under national-level key protection; any unauthorized seizure or interference will be directly handed over to the national security department for handling!]

Section Chief Zhao loosened his grip, and with a "thud," the phone crashed heavily to the floor. The screen shattered like a spiderweb, but the red warning box still glowed eerily, like a death knell.

His legs completely lost their support, and he collapsed onto the floor covered in shards of glass like a lump of mud.

Sharp shards pierced his uniform, drawing blood, but he was oblivious, his face ashen and his body trembling.

He was just a low-level section chief. Even if the mayor himself came forward, he might not be able to get such a special approval document that touched on the level of national security!

Just what kind of extraordinary background does this young man in the ordinary T-shirt have?!

Lin Yu looked down at him, pointed to the phone on the ground, and his voice was icy cold:

"Look carefully? Who is practicing medicine without a license? Who is operating without a permit?"

Wang Dafu, clutching his bleeding head, was still writhing on the ground in agony, roaring in despair:

"Cousin! Go for it! What are you afraid of? He's definitely using a fake seal made under the overpass!"

"Shut up!"

Section Chief Zhao suddenly turned his head, his eyes bloodshot, and grabbed a piece of broken glass from the ground, throwing it at Wang Dafu, his chest heaving violently.

Having offended such an influential figure, his official position is now effectively over, and he might even end up spending the rest of his life in jail!

At this moment, Su Tiantian pushed up her black-rimmed glasses, picked up a printed document from the front desk, and slowly walked up to the two of them.

"Uncle, according to Article 293 of the Criminal Law, this constitutes the crime of provoking trouble."

Su Tiantian tapped her palm with the rolled-up document and pointed to the mess on the floor.

"Add in the charges of illegal intrusion into a residence and intentional damage to property. These combined are enough to keep you working on sewing machines for several years. Clothes, food, and lodging will be provided."

She turned to look at Section Chief Zhao, whose face was deathly pale, and waved her phone screen:

"As for you, as a public official, you abused your power and used excessive force in law enforcement. I've already backed up the surveillance video to the cloud, and when the police arrive, I'll also send a copy to the disciplinary committee's complaint email address."

Section Chief Zhao collapsed to the ground, utterly desperate, having lost all the strength to even beg for mercy.

Outside, alternating red and blue police lights tore through the morning mist, and sirens wailed as they arrived.

The police car from the local police station was parked at the entrance. The 110 call that Section Chief Zhao had just made had become the death knell he had drawn for himself.

Officer Zhang, leading the team, stepped over the wreckage of the roller shutter door, placed his hand on the body camera, and sharply surveyed the lobby:

"Who called the police?"

Lin Yu stepped forward, handed over the gold-embossed ID, and casually pointed to the two people on the ground:

"They violently kicked down the door and vandalized the shop. This is my business license."

Officer Zhang took the ID, and the moment he opened it, his expression suddenly turned serious.

He immediately took out his police mobile terminal to scan the anti-counterfeiting code. After confirming the extremely high level of access, Officer Zhang immediately stood up straight and respectfully handed the document back to Lin Yu with both hands.

Then, Officer Zhang turned to look at Section Chief Zhao on the ground, and directly uncuffed himself, the clanging of metal echoing crisply in the lobby.

"Section Chief Zhao? How dare you lead a group to vandalize a national-level intangible cultural heritage site? The Municipal Bureau has received numerous reports of you abusing your power to illegally seal off shops, and we were just looking for evidence to catch you in the act. Take him away!"

The police officers rushed forward like wolves, handcuffed Wang Dafu, who was still wailing, and dragged him out the door.

Section Chief Zhao, who was limp as a rag doll, was also lifted up by the arms and shoved into the police car like a dead dog.

As the police cars sped away, the lobby returned to silence.

Lin Yu stood still, and the system's mechanical voice rang in his mind right on time.

[Ding! Four Emperors Holographic Experience Card remaining time: 3 minutes.]

Inside the private room, a faint golden light began to emanate from the edges of the bodies of the four emperors who were considered among the greatest emperors of all time.

The once solidified bodies were becoming translucent at a visible speed, with countless tiny specks of light escaping from their edges and rising into the air. The energy that transcended time and space was about to be exhausted.

On the sky, countless comments scrolled wildly like snowflakes.

[Li Si of Qin: His Majesty is returning! The entire Xianyang Palace is on high alert to welcome His Majesty!]

[Wei Qing, Emperor of the Han Dynasty: The imperial carriage is ready at Weiyang Palace! We respectfully welcome Your Majesty's victorious return!]

[Cheng Yaojin of the Tang Dynasty: Imperial Medical Bureau, get ready quickly! Don't let His Majesty catch a cold!]

Ying Zheng slowly raised his hand, looking at his gradually fading palm, his five fingers clenched into a fist, and then slowly relaxed.

He stood up, the hem of his black robe sweeping across the leather sofa, walked to Lin Yu, placed his hands behind his back, and exuded an undeniable imperial aura:

"Lin Yu, I have remembered your medicine. If Great Qin can obtain this divine item, what fear will the soldiers have of the cold! I am in Xianyang Palace, waiting for the day you activate the two-way teleportation."

Liu Che sat imposingly on the sofa, grabbed the last piece of chilled watermelon from the coffee table, and stuffed it into his mouth, letting the sweet juice drip down his chin.

He roughly wiped his chin with the back of his hand and exclaimed how satisfying it felt:

"This melon is so refreshing! Young Lin, next time I come, I want to eat this again!"

Zhu Yuanzhang stood barefoot on the wooden floor, squatting in front of the constant-temperature foot bath tub, reluctantly stirring the amber-colored medicinal water with his fingers:

"Hey kid, can we make a deal? Can we take this bucket of water with us? Those useless guys at the Imperial Hospital of the Great Ming Dynasty can't make this taste good. I want to take it back so my girl can soak her feet in it too."

Lin Yu shook his head and pointed to the point of light in mid-air:

"System rules state that matter cannot be transported in two directions. You cannot take anything from here."

"Stingy!"

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed, kicked the edge of the foot bath tub in annoyance, and pointed at the sky above, laughing and cursing.

"Once our Great Ming Dynasty builds an invincible navy, we'll cross this sky and come settle accounts with you!"

Only Li Shimin ignored the noise from the others.

He squatted in the corner of the private room, his arms tightly wrapped around his daughter, Xiao Sizi, and rested his chin on her delicate shoulder.

"Sizi, Father is leaving."

Li Shimin's rough fingers gently brushed across Xiao Sizi's back, his voice trembling slightly.

"You stay here and listen to your big brother. Father is watching you from the heavens, watching you every day..."

Little Sizi stretched out his chubby little hand and gently wiped away the moisture from the corner of Li Shimin's eyes with the back of his hand. His voice was childish but exceptionally sensible.

"Don't cry, Father. Sizi is a very good girl."

After saying that, the little girl gently pushed Li Shimin's shoulder away, turned around, and ran with her short legs to the small refrigerator in the corner.

She stood on tiptoe and pulled open the refrigerator door with all her might. Amidst a burst of cold, white steam, she held out a small pink plastic box with both hands.

Inside was half a block of strawberry ice cream that she hadn't been able to finish last night.

Little Sizi ran back to Li Shimin, grabbed the cuff of his wide dragon robe, and shoved the cold plastic box inside.

"Father, take this elixir back with you."

Little Sizi patted Li Shimin's sleeve, its big eyes sparkling.

"If Mother eats something sweet, she won't be angry with Father anymore."

Li Shimin placed his hands on his knees, feeling a pang of sorrow in his heart.

He knew he couldn't take it with him; the system rules were inviolable, and there had never been a precedent for physical object teleportation above the celestial canopy. But he still gripped the cold plastic box tightly through his sleeve and nodded emphatically:

"Alright. Father will take it back to Mother."

[Countdown: 10, 9, 8...]

Four beams of dazzling golden light, reaching to the heavens and the earth, once again descended from the dome, piercing through the floors and completely enveloping the four emperors.

"Lin Yu! Take good care of my daughter!" Li Shimin waved his sleeves amidst the blinding golden light, his voice like thunder, "If even a single hair is missing, I will hold you accountable!"

"Lin boy! Remember to save us the first soup next time!" Zhu Yuanzhang roared at the top of his lungs.

The golden light burst forth to its fullest extent, illuminating the private room as brightly as day.

The next second, the light suddenly receded and disappeared.

The spacious private room was instantly empty, leaving only four steaming foot bath tubs with ripples on the water and a faint medicinal fragrance in the air.

Su Tiantian lowered her arm from her eyes, rubbed them, walked to the sofa, pressed the still-warm leather cushion, and muttered to herself as she looked at the water stains on the floor:

"Boss...they really went back? This experience...it's all too unreal."

Lin Yu reached out and ruffled Xiao Sizi's hair before turning and walking towards the lobby.

The rising sun pierced through the broken roller shutter door, illuminating the shattered glass on the floor like a sky full of stars.

"It's not a dream."

Lin Yu picked up the broom from the corner, his gaze calm. "Get ready, find someone to fix the door. We'll be open for business as usual today."

……

The Tang Dynasty Era.

Inside the Lizheng Hall, Li Shimin suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight from the dragon bed.

The surrounding area was filled with the dim, flickering candlelight, and the air was filled with the familiar scent of ambergris.

There were no bright, dazzling crystal chandeliers, no soft leather sofas so luxurious you could sink into them, and no overpowering, refreshing modern medicinal scent.

Empress Zhangsun sat by the bedside, her beautiful face filled with worry.

She held a cold towel in her hand and gently wiped the sweat from Li Shimin's forehead:

"Erlang, you're awake? You were in the sky just now... I've been looking for you everywhere."

Li Shimin braced his hands on the bed, his fingertips touching the rough silk sheets, his mind replaying the incredible events that had just taken place in the celestial palace.

He turned his head, preparing to explain the truth of everything to Empress Zhangsun.

Suddenly, a chilling sensation came from my right hand.

Li Shimin froze instantly, his breath stopping. He slowly lowered his head and gradually opened his tightly clenched right hand.

A small pink plastic box lay quietly in his palm.

The box is printed with square characters that no one in the Tang Dynasty could understand, and wisps of white steam are rising from the gaps in the lid.

An intensely cold sensation was spreading through the skin of my palm, along the meridians, all the way to my limbs and bones. It was a tactile sensation that no dream could replicate.

Li Shimin's fingers tightened suddenly, and his pupils dilated violently.

The Sky Curtain explicitly states that matter must never be transported in both directions!

However, the box of strawberry ice cream that Si Zi personally handed to him... actually followed him and crossed the barrier of a thousand years of time and space, arriving in the Tang Dynasty!