"How was it? I brought Her Highness the Princess back safely. I didn't break my promise, did I?"

Han Tianba looked at the glass bottle in his arms, and his lips trembled.

"Oh my, liquor! It's baijiu in a glass bottle!"

"That's right, you lost a bet with me, why don't you come over and have a few drinks with me?" Shen Nuo was so happy that she didn't even feel the pain from her injuries.

How could Han Tianba be provoked like this?

He grabbed his shoulder and shouted, "Let's go! I'm going to drink with you until we drop!"

The two of them sat down casually in the crowd, as happy as children.

Seeing everyone's joyful expressions, Qin Yue Zhao picked up a bottle of fruit wine and left the general's mansion.

Alone, he came to his grandfather's grave and poured the wine onto the sandy ground.

The morning sun shone through the clouds onto the hillside and fell on her exquisite face.

She wiped the dust off the tombstone with her hand and smiled, "Grandfather, Yue Zhao has come to see you. Are you happy?"

"Yuezhao has become a god. The gods not only gave us food and water, but also divine artifacts, which helped us defeat the Northern Barbarians."

“In the past few days, we have not only killed tens of thousands of Northern Barbarian soldiers, but also subdued the Southern Army. However, Yue Zhao just can’t understand why the mastermind behind this is Heji and the First Prince.”

“The eldest prince is my half-brother. Although we haven’t seen each other for many years, blood is thicker than water. He disregards brotherly affection for power, and even more so the hundreds of thousands of people and soldiers of Liangcheng. Yue Zhao has decided that if we win this battle, we will go back and punish him…”

Just then, a rustling sound suddenly came from the bushes not far away.

Qin Yue Zhao immediately narrowed her eyes and shouted coldly, "Who's there? Who's there!"

The two figures were quite frightened and quickly poked their heads out.

"Princess sister, it's me."

Qin Yue Zhao looked closely and saw that it was the little girl Manyue who had almost been exchanged for grain by her own father.

"It's you, Manyue. Are you feeling better? What are you doing at this cemetery?"

The little girl walked up, stared at the glass bottle in her hand, and pursed her lips.

"Princess sister, today is the seventh day after my brother's death, and I brought steamed buns to visit him."

Qin Yue Zhao then remembered that Manyue's younger brother was also buried on a hillside not far away.

Thinking of the little boy's tragic death, she handed the remaining fruit wine to Manyue.

"Then please give this half bottle of fruit wine to my younger brother. I failed to protect him before, and I feel guilty towards him."

Manyue shook her head frantically, "No, Princess Sister, they all say you are a goddess descended to earth, bringing good fortune to Liangcheng. Without you, we would have starved to death long ago!"

"I just told Bao'er that in my next life I must be reborn into the Huo family army and serve as your subordinate!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Yue Zhao couldn't help but laugh.

But he still said, "I hope Xiao Bao can be placed in a better family and not experience the chaos of war like the Huo family army. I hope he doesn't join my ranks."

"Why?" Manyue asked, her eyes wide with confusion.

Qin Yue Zhao sighed and looked through the messy, withered leaves and grass at the chaotic graveyard on the hillside.

Everyone said she was a princess, born into royalty, a golden branch and jade leaf.

But who knows that the struggles and battles between royal families are far more cruel and complex than those between ordinary people?

She stayed in the cemetery with Manyue for an hour, until it was fully light, before they walked back hand in hand.

Before they even reached the general's mansion, they saw the military doctor Zhang Mi rushing in in a panic.

"It's terrible, Your Highness! General Nan and General Ling have been infected with the plague, and even many members of the Huo family army are experiencing symptoms like headaches and fever!"

"What, an epidemic?"