When Xiao Li found himself sitting on the dragon throne with a sword in hand, he knew he was dreaming again.

After all, in her current position, she doesn't need to carry a sword.

Standing in front of her were Lou Yan and Song Junzhan. Even the civil servant Song Junzhan was wearing armor. Both of them had drawn their swords and were ready for battle. They were so serious that they didn't even dare to turn their heads.

Suddenly, with a bang, the door of the Golden Palace was kicked open.

The rebels swarmed in, followed by Xu Nianqing and his men, holding Rong Qing's head in their hands.

Xiao Li knew it was a dream, and she didn't care about being betrayed or what happened to Xu Nianqing, but her gaze was severely stimulated by Rong Qing's bloody head.

Rong Qing, her loyal general, was actually beheaded by this evil creature.

Song Junzhan drew his sword and angrily rebuked Xu Nianqing, calling him a traitor and a rebel who was committing rebellion.

Xu Nianqing pointed his sword at Xiao Li, calling her cruel, brutal, and murderous.

Knowing it was a dream, Xiao Li didn't bother to argue and just watched the farce like a clown.

She didn't need to say anything, the story continued and the two sides started fighting.

Xu Nianqing has fought his way here, proving that Xiao Li’s forces have been almost wiped out.

The only ones left were the two people in front of her.

Finally, Lou Yan was killed, and Song Junzhan stood in front of her and was killed by a sword.

Even though it was a dream, this scene made Xiao Li's eyes red and murderous intent boiled over.

Finally, a sword was placed on her neck.

Xu Nianqing's eyes were filled with heartache and hatred, as if he was questioning her, but she couldn't hear him and didn't want to answer, so he stabbed Xiao Li's heart with a sword.

“Hmm!”

Even if it was a dream, the pain was too real.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Li slowly leaned back, enduring the severe pain and pulling the sword out of his body. At the same time, he also pulled out the long sword that had pierced Xu Nianqing's body, and then instantly stabbed it into his body again.

Blood splattered on her face, and she didn't blink, letting the blood slide from her eyes.

Xiao Li did not cover the bleeding wound, but just leaned slightly on the golden dragon armrest for support.

She was still sitting on the dragon throne, not even getting up, while Xu Nianqing in front of her was kneeling on the ground in pain, his life rapidly slipping away, but he could only stare at her with unwilling and hateful eyes.

Xiao Li's face was covered in blood, and his eyes were also stained with blood-red light and shadow. He just looked at Xu Nianqing in front of him, and a strange smile slowly blossomed on his face, becoming more and more brilliant and crazy.

She spoke word by word, "Xu Nianqing, every inch of your face makes me feel extremely, extremely, extremely disgusted."

"But yeah, I'm actually glad to see you."

"He said that the pain was a premonition, a glimpse into the future that I had accidentally seen, and that none of it had ever happened."

"He was trying to convince me not to be crazy and resentful."

"Even when I was tired of killing, I couldn't help but wonder, could it really have never happened? Then their deaths were indeed somewhat innocent."

"But they died, and in order to regain control, He actually brought you here."

“Hahaha… Since you exist, what’s the point of foresight? Even if it’s fake, it’s still true. You deserve to die!”

"I'm so grateful to you." Her eyes were full of smiles, and her words were so gentle that they dripped with water. "If you hadn't come to me, how could I...how could I have killed you with my own hands?"

Xiao Li suddenly drew his sword and chopped it down fiercely.

Xu Nianqing widened his eyes in horror. The moment the blood splattered, the world turned into endless darkness.

Xiao Li: "Tsk, I can't afford to play with him. I haven't even seen his head fall off yet."

There was dead silence in the darkness, but Xiao Li was not panicked.

But this guy, when he's bored, likes to find something boring to do.

"Xiao Hei, I know it's you."

"Xiao Hei, why did you come to me again? Did you lose the fight?"

"Xiao Hei, don't be discouraged. Life is like this. If you lose once, there will be another chance. It doesn't matter. Just look at it lightly..."

Then she was kicked out again.

Xiao Li suddenly sat up from the bed and couldn't help laughing. What kind of world consciousness is this? It's too stingy, isn't it?

"His Majesty."

Hongyue opened the curtain and came in: "Your Majesty, why are you awake? Do you need some water?"

Lou Yan was sent to guard the door again, leaving Hong Yue alone in the house.

Xiao Li was in a good mood and smiled, "It's okay."

After lying in bed for a while, she became more and more energetic, so she simply lifted the quilt and got up.

"Hongyue, go and invite the Prime Minister into the palace."

Even though it was the dead of night, no one questioned the emperor's orders.

The empress wanted to leave the palace and go find King Wei, but Song Junzhan tried his best to stop her.

"Your Majesty, you are the Emperor. How can you risk your life? I have sent someone to find the King of Wei. If all else fails, I can just send more men."

Xiao Li had made up his mind: "You don't understand, I have to go there myself."

Dreaming is so boring, she wants to go and kill Xu Nianqing herself.

Song Junzhan couldn't stop it, and Lou Yan didn't stop it either. He felt that he could protect the empress no matter where she was.

But Xiao Li did not take him with him, but arranged for him to go to Longxigou.

"His Majesty!"

Lou Yan couldn't believe it. He was the empress's close attendant, so how could she not bring him along?

Xiao Li's reason was simple: "Longxigou is my lifeblood. I don't trust anyone else with it. You must guard it well for me."

Lou Yan couldn't even say no.

The empress set out overnight, bringing Rong Qing, Yang Jun, Hong Yue, and Zi Yue, who was strongly forced into the group by Song Junzhan.

The empress doesn't need his guards, but he feels uneasy without his people around her.

Xiao Li was still very surprised: "Aren't you protecting Ziyue and not wanting him to be exposed to danger?"

Song Junzhan: "He has grown up and can take responsibility for the life he chooses. He has learned a lot of skills and needs a place to display them."

Zi Yue was good at martial arts but not at literature, so he was destined to be a military officer, following the empress and protecting her, which was a ladder that others could hardly reach.

Xiao Li: "I won't take the child with me. There will definitely be fighting this time. Aren't you afraid that he will be in danger?"

Song Junzhan: "Training is naturally dangerous, but we can't stop him from going out just because there are dangers."

After saying this, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "How come Your Majesty is even more reluctant than me?"

Xiao Li: "I just don't want to use child labor."

Zi Yue's lightness skills are outstanding and his martial arts skills are not low. It is impossible for Xiao Li not to like such a subordinate.

But he is young and very special to Song Junzhan. He is not only a child laborer, but also a relative of a friend. This is really a hot potato.

What she wants are invincible and courageous soldiers, not subordinates who need her to worry about them.

How can you kill someone with a knife without worrying about the knife getting chipped?

However, Song Junzhan insisted and Ziyue was also very active, so Xiao Li reluctantly agreed, just to give him a chance to perform.

After hurried preparations, Xiao Li left in less than an hour.

Lou Yan and Song Junzhan watched the empress leave at the palace gate. After a long time, they turned back and looked at each other, and even the hostility in their eyes was much less.

We are both wanderers in this world, and we are both miserable.

There is no winner in the fight for the empress yet.