My Fiefdom Lets Me Gain Soldiers by Lying Flat, the Female Emperor Begs Me Not to Rebel

In the Great Xia Dynasty, Lin Mo, who had transmigrated to become the son of the founding Grand Marshal, found his family suspected by the Empress. Their military power was stripped away, his fathe...

Chapter 132 Life is like a dream, time is like a song!

The late emperor was only the fourth prince, while the crown prince was someone else, but in the end the fourth prince became the emperor of the Great Xia.

The second prophecy: You will ascend the throne as emperor!

She did it; she became the first female emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty, making history.

The third prophecy: You will be ruthlessly overthrown by your successors. As for who it is, that person didn't say.

This became a thorn in Wei Maozhen's heart, a thorn he could never remove.

Lin Wenzhong is a skilled and courageous general, a military genius of his time. She fears his abilities and worries that he might become the prophet who overthrows her.

Therefore, despite the opposition of her ministers, she insisted on killing Lin Wenzhong and his eldest son.

But in the end, she let the "simple-minded" Lin Mo go, because she believed he posed no threat.

"Your Majesty, I dreamt of that night, the one when I got lost while hunting. Do you remember? That night I was lost in the forest."

That night, a thick fog enveloped me. Looking around, all I could see was a gray haze; I couldn't see anything more than five meters away. The tree branches, like long, thin arms, surrounded me and scratched at me.

I cried, I shouted for a long time, but my voice was absorbed by the thick fog.

Only you know where I am. You came to my side, you found me...

This time, no one will come looking for me, right? This time, I have to find my own way, and that's so hard, so incredibly hard.

Suddenly, she seemed to see the late emperor again, and she couldn't help but reach out to grab him.

But she grasped at a thicket of thorns. The sharp, cruel thorns tore at her skin, and she watched as blood slowly trickled down her fingers. Suddenly, she awoke with a start; all around her was darkness.

"Zhen'er, promise me," the late emperor whispered to her as he lay on the bed, "take good care of our daughter!"

"Heavens above! Gods and Buddhas in the heavens!" Wei Maozhen sobbed uncontrollably, "I'm going mad!"

But the gods and Buddhas in heaven did not respond, leaving her alone to shed tears.