Over the years, Hua Rong has taken Xiao Ci and the Fifth Princess to many places.

Caught in the web of karma, she could only burrow into crowds where karma converged.

She didn't interfere too much in the world's affairs; she only did what she could.

She traveled to many places, met many people, and experienced many things with the Fifth Princess and Xiao Ci.

Teach them to be ruthless, teach them to kill, and watch their cultivation improve.

At the same time, they suffer the pain of being afflicted by karma.

Ironically, at this time, what tormented her more than the physical pain of angina was the torment of being entangled in karma!

I've never regretted it.

The fact that they can live so freely is largely due to the martial prowess of Xiao Ci and the Fifth Princess.

However, compared to before, in recent years she has spent more time scheming and plotting against others.

Force may disappear in many ways, but this special kind of wisdom will always exist.

After resolving the plague crisis among the grassland people, Hua Rong took Xiao Ci and the Fifth Princess back to the palace.

While waiting for the old emperor to finish his court session, Hua Rong chatted quite a bit with her "ex-husband" Wang Dequan.

She learned quite a lot from him.

First, Feng Chongyuan died; the cause of death was complications during childbirth.

Secondly, the old emperor prepared to personally lead an expedition to the battlefield between the Great Yan and the seven-nation alliance of Dalian.

Third, the traitor has still not been found.

"In recent years, His Majesty has become increasingly afraid to think about traitors. As a result, he does everything himself and dares not delegate power to his princes."

It wasn't that he didn't want to believe it, but he dared not entrust a decree concerning millions of soldiers to his son, who might be a spy!

When Hua Rong met the old emperor, she found that he had aged even more.

The skin that was once well-maintained and firm has become completely loose when we meet again.

He exuded a heavy sense of weariness, yet Hua Rong also saw a certain energy within him.

Hua Rong didn't know how to describe that energy.

If I had to describe it, I would call it a final burst of energy before death!

The old emperor is dying!

"Throughout my life, I have been striving for fame and fortune. In the beginning, it wasn't because I particularly wanted to be superior to others. I simply wanted to prove to everyone that a poor background did not mean I was inferior in other aspects."

"Now that I am old, I understand what my sons are thinking. They all want to pull me down and take the throne for themselves."

The old emperor's voice was heavy, "I originally thought it would be like this, but now the Great Yan is about to perish."

With the fall of the Great Yan, there will be no more emperors.

"Does Your Majesty mean that the person who attacked you was targeting you?"

Hua Rong roughly understood the old emperor's thoughts.

He blamed himself for all of this!

They felt that he had neglected his sons, which was why one of them wished for the destruction of the Great Yan Dynasty!

Hua Rong didn't know how to comfort her, so she just sighed and said, "Perhaps there are other reasons."

"Dr. Gu, I wonder if you will be present for the final battle?"

The old emperor asked this question before Hua Rong was about to leave.

"I will go and see the Emperor off."

Hua Rong spoke bluntly, but the old emperor laughed.

"I knew long ago that you were different from everyone else."

Hua Rong didn't answer; what she really wanted to say was—you are different from the other emperors.

I originally thought he was just an ordinary, cold-blooded emperor, but I never expected him to be a king who was willing to die on the battlefield!

Not all rulers who lost their kingdoms were people of extravagance and debauchery!

Hua Rong told the Fifth Princess about her conversation with the old emperor, and the Fifth Princess burst into tears.

"Actually, he's quite good to me."

She was pampered with fine clothes and food, and no rules were set for her. "I want to call him Father Emperor again."

The Fifth Princess glanced back at the ancient palace, which now exuded an aura of death.

On the majestic city wall, she seemed to see someone.

Her nose stung, and tears blurred her vision, making it impossible for her, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, to see the person clearly.

She suddenly knelt down and kowtowed in the direction of the man.

"Once a father, always a father. Father, take care!"

Hua Rong sat in the carriage, sensing the dragon vein beneath the city wall, and gave her a weak smile.

In the end, all she could do was clasp her hands in a fist salute, without saying a word.

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Northern China.

The sunsets here are indeed as beautiful as those described in poems.

Or rather, that kind of beauty is so exquisite that even poetry can hardly capture it!

Hua Rong and his two companions rode on camels, walking slowly until they encountered an army.

The leader of the group stepped forward, looking at the three of them warily.

They did not lower their guard just because the three women were women.

"Who are you? Why are you on Dalian's soil?"

Upon hearing this, Hua Rong chuckled: "Could it be that the Six Passes of the Northern Frontier have already appeared on the map of your Seven Kingdoms of Dalian? I wonder which country they appear in?"

A melodious and pleasant voice, like flowing water, with a touch of allure, rang out.

For these soldiers who had been stationed in this desert for a long time, the sound was like sweet rain, instantly dispelling their fatigue.

The leader found Hua Rong extremely strange and spoke with a hint of caution.

"May I ask who you are, young lady?"

Hua Rong did not lift his straw hat, but said calmly, "I've heard that there's a man in your camp named Gu Huafu. Is that true?"

The Fifth Princess's eyes sparkled when she heard Hua Rong's words.

Gu Huafu is Hua Rong's older brother, the third male lead!

And there's also Murong Feng, the prince of Dalian!

The fourth male lead!

Both of the male leads are sickly.

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