"The treacherous Su Weichuan disguised himself as the scholar Su Bing and followed the Princess. He used sweet words and flattery to offer advice and steal the secret blueprints of the Sui Dynasty's military camp and the Sui Dynasty's border defense map. He even used Su Bing's identity to lead troops in a disguised attack. Otherwise, with the Princess's talent, the mere Zhou Dynasty would have been replaced by the Sui Dynasty within three years."

In Jiang Qingwan's mind, an image of a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in a dark red phoenix robe appeared.

She led a beautifully sculpted baby step by step toward the high platform.

She said, "Qi Huang, the Imperial Advisor has calculated your birth chart. You will be the future Empress of this land, shining upon all living beings and sharing in the Emperor's grace. Your aunt will expand your territory, ensuring that the banner of the Sui Dynasty flies high in the world, allowing the people to live in peace and prosperity forever."

The little girl only had a vague understanding.

He can't even speak fluently.

Looking up, she called out with a smile, "Auntie, Auntie!"

Jiang Qingwan clutched her chest in anguish.

The ice coffin on the Jade Terrace contains Qi Baisu.

She was the eldest princess of the Sui Dynasty.

They were relatives she had forgotten.

She personally destroyed her body and personally reduced her bones to ashes.

She could no longer hold back the blood and vomited it out.

The person was swaying precariously.

Jiang Hengsong quickly helped her up and angrily cursed at Xiao Jiuhe.

"Do you really have to tell her the truth at this time? Do you think she can handle it?"

Xiao Jiuhe was equally furious.

"She is a princess of the Sui Dynasty, the only bloodline of the Sui royal family. She should bear the hatred of the destruction of her country and shoulder the responsibility of restoring it. Countless fallen soldiers of the Sui Dynasty are watching her. You have enjoyed nineteen years of carefree life, and she has even married and enjoyed love. Isn't that enough?"

Jiang Qingwan vomited blood again.

Behind him, the rootless water talisman flickered with golden light,

It actually sent Jiang Hengsong flying.

At that moment, a man in a blue shirt landed in the courtyard, still looking behind him.

The longsword in his hand hummed softly.

It is clear that they have just experienced a fierce and evenly matched battle.

A chill hung over his handsome face, and his brows exuded an air of arrogance and untamed spirit.

"The Great Zhou War God is quite capable, but once he falls into Master's formation, no matter how powerful he is, he cannot escape."

As he spoke, he turned around and was immediately shocked to see Jiang Qingwan vomiting blood.

"Junior Sister!"