Ruan Xianxian: "Do you think I don't think so?"

The white fox blocked her path, looking up at her stubbornly, "If you were in the same situation, what would you do?"

If it were her past life, she would probably have resigned herself to a life of self-exile; but now…

Ruan Xianxian curled the corners of her mouth, "Depending on the circumstances, if the Khan is neither old nor ugly, I will seize his heart, take power, and annihilate the Yan royal family."

White Fox: ? ? ?

She touched her chin, recalling the tragic and painful first half of the little princess's life depicted in the mural, and began to speak.

"If that Khan is an old, ugly scoundrel, I will secretly plot to have his sons kill their father and seize the throne for me."

Then, with the general's help from within and without, they would launch a coordinated attack on the Yan Kingdom, annihilate the royal family, and ascend the throne as Empress, surrounded by beauties on either side.

The white fox gazed intently and spoke softly, "Why do both possibilities lead to an attack on Yan? Aren't the Western Rong the real culprits?"

Ruan Xianxian sat down on the spot, resting her chin on her hand and looking directly at the white fox.

"I firmly believe that immoral parents are the root of all misfortune."

Believe it or not? As long as that scheming eldest princess and her foolish father are around, even if the eighth princess marries the general as she wishes, the ending will still be a bitter separation.

They won't let her go.

Staying in Yan means certain death either way, so why not seize the opportunity to escape? It's not too late to return and seek revenge when you're strong enough.

Seeing that the white fox was about to speak, she gestured for it to stop.

"You mean, what will happen to the general if he marries into the Western Rong?"

The white fox nodded.

Ruan Xianxian suppressed her smile, "His incompetence is that he couldn't protect his lover."

If a man's incompetence leads to the princess marrying someone else, and he later complains about her past marriage, then it's better to be rid of him.

"Kill them all."

The white fox opened his mouth, but suddenly found himself speechless.

Ruan Xianxian reached out and scooped the white fox into her arms, stroking its smooth fur. "So you understand now?"

In that historical context, a princess and a general could never be together.

There are countless possible endings, but they are either death or the separation of lovers.

If I were the eighth princess, my elder sister would never have lived to adulthood to compete with me for the emperor's husband.

If I were the Eighth Princess who awakened to her true nature after reaching adulthood and traveled to the Western Rong, I still wouldn't be able to let go of the person who helped and protected me, and who killed my father to seize the throne for me.

So from the very beginning, their fate was sealed.

Looking at the mural above her head, Ruan Xianxian suddenly smiled and said, "No, there's still a chance. I'll elope with the general right now."

The white fox silently jumped out of Ruan Xianxian's embrace and led him to the next mural.

The princess refused to elope!

It wasn't that she still had any lingering affection for the Yan royal family or her father; she was afraid that her actions would lead to a massive invasion of Yan by the Western Rong army, causing widespread suffering and death.

How innocent are the common people?

Ruan Xianxian sighed, "Wrong!"

It's just a princess who ran away for a political marriage. Only a madman would make such a fuss over a princess he's never even met. If she were the Khan of the Western Rong, he would take the opportunity to extort a lot of money from the Yan Kingdom.

If the Western Rong take advantage of the situation to launch an attack, it proves that the wolf has long harbored ambitions. Whether the Eighth Princess marries or not, this war will happen sooner or later.

However, there's no need to say these words to the white fox; it would be too hurtful.

"It's you, you would elope with the general?" Old Li, who had been silent all along, suddenly interjected.

Ruan Xianxian raised her eyebrows high and answered decisively, "No."

Elopement, and then what? The daily necessities of life? Even a hero can be brought down by a penny; back then, there weren't many ways to earn a living.

It goes without saying whether the two young lovers, who grew up surrounded by wealth, could adapt to a life of poverty.

As the old saying goes, poverty makes a couple miserable in every way. I won't gamble on how long this love can last amidst endless trivialities.

What kind of madness would drive someone to gamble everything on a man's true love?

Old Li laughed, "You really don't know how to compromise yourself at all."

"That's called never fighting amongst ourselves." The guy proudly raised his chin.

After the conversation, the white fox remained silent for the rest of the journey, and the murals depicted nothing more than the struggles between a princess and a general...

"Close your eyes, don't look at the hundred-meter-long mural below." The white fox stood in front of a mural, her eyes pleading.

Old Li didn't close his eyes. He changed his steps and, like a gentle breeze, quickly passed through, reaching the end of the passageway.

Mu Xia followed closely behind.

Only Ruan Xianxian took off her face mask and tied it over her eyes, walking slowly.

All I could hear was the system's angry voice.

[That's outrageous! That Khan must be at least 50 years old, right? How dare he covet a 16-year-old princess and make such a disgusting face.]

"No, no! Little princess, run!"

[Waaaaah, waaaah! That damned bastard! After getting what he wanted, he let the concubines bully the princess. She's already pregnant!]

How dare they?

[Host, I can't take it anymore, I'm so angry! What kind of perverted custom is this? It's one thing to inherit the throne after your father dies, but to inherit your stepmother's throne too?]

It's utterly despicable that the little princess's baby was aborted while she was still alive.

Ruan Xianxian's breath hitched. So these were all scenes of the princess being humiliated in Xirong. No wonder the white fox wouldn't let her see them.

The humiliation of one's lord and the death of one's subject must be the most painful memories for the white fox.

As I sighed inwardly, I sensed something was amiss. The thought flashed through my mind too quickly to grasp.

"That's enough." The white fox's voice came, and Ruan Xianxian took off the black cloth binding her eyes.

Turning one's head reveals a picture of the princess, emaciated and alone, like a candle flickering in the wind, lying forlornly in her tent.

She was only 19 years old at the time.

At the same time, the general, whose will had been broken and who had secluded himself in his residence, refusing visitors and spending his days drinking, received news of the little princess's recent situation in the Western Rong.

Upon learning that his beloved had been brutally violated and was near death, the general resolved to work hard and vowed to bring the princess back to the capital.

Next is a painting depicting the general's secret plot to gradually seize real power in the Yan Kingdom.

The white fox asked, "Are you moved? What the general is doing is no different from treason. Whether he succeeds or fails, he will be condemned for eternity."

Ruan Xianxian laughed: "Sorry, not only do I not dare to move, but I also feel like laughing."

What's this called?

The baby died and you came to breastfeed?

Why didn't you do this sooner?

"The infamy you mentioned doesn't exist. Historically, the concept of the Yan state is very vague."

I don't even know if the Yan state you exist belongs to the Former Yan or Later Yan, or even the Southern Yan, Western Yan, or Northern Yan? Let alone any general secretly plotting a rebellion."

The white fox sensed the barb in her words but couldn't understand what made her angry. So she remained silent.

Just as the general had everything ready to bring the princess back to the capital, devastating news arrived from the Western Rong: the princess... had passed away!

The general was furious and personally led an army of 20,000 to attack the Western Rong, and after going through many hardships, he retrieved the princess's body.

He returned to the capital and asked a high shaman to calculate the auspicious location of the tomb. It took seven years to excavate the mountainside and build the princess's tomb, where he personally laid his beloved to rest.

Within a few years, the general's health deteriorated.

On his deathbed, he summoned his young children and loyal servants, left behind his wish to be buried with the princess, closed his eyes, and passed away peacefully.