Chapter 233 The Three Kingdoms Attack the Imperial City

Soon, ministers and imperial relatives entered the palace, and Emperor Xuan successfully raised more than 10 million taels of silver and several million catties of grain from them. With the silver and grain in hand, Emperor Xuan immediately led his troops to the border. By the time Furong learned of the news, Emperor Xuan had already left with his troops.

Xiaochun handed the swaddled baby to Furong: "Your Majesty, the little princess doesn't like to drink the wet nurse's milk. Please feed her a few sips, otherwise your breasts will be engorged and you'll feel uncomfortable..."

Looking at her fair-skinned daughter in the swaddling clothes, Furong burst into tears. What had she been doing all these days? The princess was her own flesh and blood. She took the princess from Xiaochun's arms, lifted her clothes and breastfed her: "Now I only have her left. If anything happens to the Emperor, Xiaochun, have Wang Wu take men to secretly protect the Emperor."

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Three months passed in the blink of an eye. Emperor Xuan led his troops to fight against the three kingdoms on the border, but was defeated three times and lost three cities. Of the 1 million troops he brought, only 300,000 were left, and they all retreated to Liuzhou City.

Emperor Xuan stood atop the city wall of Liuzhou, looking down at the soldiers of the Three Kingdoms shouting and cursing below. He trembled with rage, his teeth almost grinding to powder: "You sons of bitches, they're pushing their luck! General Bai, you must immediately leave the city and wipe them out for me!"

The fake General Bai raised his injured arm and said with a troubled expression, "Your Majesty, I am willing but powerless. General Wang, General Zhao, General Zhang, and General Sun have all died in battle. Your Majesty, let's just agree to King Zhao's conditions. Anyway, we have already lost three cities, so what's a couple more? As the old saying goes, as long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn..."

Emperor Xuan roared angrily, "You bastard! Are you talking nonsense or what? What do you mean by 'we've lost three cities'? We don't care about losing two more. Our soldiers have suffered losses, but their losses are not small either. The Xiongnu, Tar, and Zhao are all poor countries, and their food supplies are certainly limited. If we just hold on a little longer and exhaust their food supplies, then we can launch a major attack and recapture the three cities. Perhaps we can even reach their stronghold! Stop talking nonsense and lead your troops to meet the enemy immediately!"

The fake Bai Zilin had no choice but to go out of the city to fight. As expected, within two rounds, the fake Bai Zilin's army was wiped out, and the fake Bai Zilin was also beheaded by the Xiongnu general.

Upon seeing this, Emperor Xuan stamped his foot in anger: "What a waste! Useless thing! Guards, summon General Xuan Liu!"

Another month passed in the blink of an eye. Emperor Xuan had not exhausted the enemy's food supplies, but his own food supplies were gone first. Seeing that this was not going to work, Emperor Xuan decisively abandoned the city and led his troops to flee to the next city.

And so, Emperor Xuan fled with his troops, pursued by soldiers from the three kingdoms. The pursuit led them all the way to the capital of Wuli Kingdom, where they stormed the palace. The 10,000 imperial guards inside were no match for the bloodthirsty soldiers from the three kingdoms and were wiped out in the blink of an eye.

Chaos erupted in the palace. Palace maids and eunuchs ran for their lives, clutching their heads. Emperor Xuan had nowhere to escape either. In the end, he fled to Yongshou Palace and hid in the Empress Dowager's secret chamber.

Emperor Xuan was leaning against the wall of the secret chamber, panting heavily, when he heard a noise from the room behind him. He raised his knife and gently pushed open the door of the secret chamber. What came into view was Furong holding a child and hiding in the corner. Xiaochun and Xiaxia were also squatting beside her, each holding a dagger.

When Furong saw that it was Emperor Xuan returning, she was overjoyed and stood up from the ground while holding the child: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you're back!"

Xiaochun and Xiaoxia quickly put away their knives and stood aside with their heads down.

Emperor Xuan lowered his sword weakly and slumped to the ground, muttering dejectedly, "I'm back, I'm back! Furong, Wuli Kingdom is destroyed in my hands! Waaah, I have no face to meet my ancestors! I'm a sinner! Waaah, I destroyed Wuli Kingdom! What should I do? What should I do?"

Emperor Xuan covered his face and wept bitterly. Furong handed the child to Xiaochun to hold. She walked to Emperor Xuan's side and helped him up from the ground: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, don't be sad. You...you still have me and the child. As the old saying goes, as long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood. Let's escape first."

Emperor Xuan didn't want to die either. He wiped away his tears with his sleeve, gritted his teeth and said, "You're right. As long as I'm alive, I can take back the country. Let's go. There are several secret passages leading outside. One of them seems to lead to the outside of the city."

Furong nodded in surprise. "Hmph, there really is a secret passage here. They searched for a long time but couldn't find the entrance. Then he came."

Emperor Xuan went to the outer secret room, and then entered the adjacent secret room filled with torture instruments. Furong and the others quickly followed. They had also searched this room, but they couldn't find it.

Emperor Xuan took down a pair of iron hooks from the wall, revealing a button behind them. He pressed it hard, and the wall next to him split open, revealing a door in the middle. Inside the door was a dark, eerie path.

The three women, including Furong and her servants, exchanged glances. They realized the mechanism was hidden inside the torture instruments; how could they not have thought of that? Emperor Xuan beckoned to them and led the way into the secret passage: "Hurry and follow!"

On the western hill in the northern suburbs of the city, on an ancient tomb, the stone tablet suddenly moved to the side, revealing a dark hole in the ground. King Xuan emerged from it, followed by Furong, holding her children, Xiaochun and Xiaoxia.

Emperor Xuan wiped the dirt off his face and looked around in confusion: "Where is this? I only know that this secret passage leads out of the city. Furong, can you tell where we are?"

Furong handed the child to Xiaochun, then leaped up to the treetop. Standing there, she could clearly see the city gate and realized they were on the western outskirts of the mountain. "Great!" she thought, and leaped down from the treetop.

Emperor Xuan hurriedly asked, "Can you see clearly? Where are we now?"

Furong pointed down the mountain and said, "Your Majesty, we are now on the western outskirts of the city, outside the capital. If we head south along the mountain, we will reach the south."

Emperor Xuan looked south and, after a moment's thought, decided to go south: "Alright, then let's go south. By the way, do you have any silver on you? I don't have a single tael of silver on me..."

Furong pulled a money pouch from her bosom: "The incident happened so suddenly that I only took some silver notes, not much, just a few thousand taels."

Emperor Xuan unceremoniously took the money pouch from Furong's hand and stuffed it into his own pocket: "I'll keep it. Let's go, we'll buy a carriage when we get to Guicheng."

And so, Emperor Xuan led Furong and the others through the woods to Guicheng. After arriving in Guicheng, they only dared to stay in a dilapidated temple for one night. The next day, they bought a carriage and some daily necessities and hurriedly set off on their journey to the south.