At least in this life, when she was dying, the eldest princess was still thinking about him in her heart.
Qing'er forced a pale smile, turned her head with difficulty, and her gaze fell on the eldest princess, and the light in her eyes gradually faded.
The eldest princess was in a disheveled state, her moon-white palace dress stained with blood, both her own and others'.
There were only two warriors left protecting her. She held a sword in her hand and knew that her end was near. She waved her sword to drive back the soldiers who tried to approach her. No one dared to take the blame for killing the princess, and these people wanted to capture her alive.
The eldest princess turned the sword in her hand and pointed it at her neck. She looked up at the platform as if she had sensed something.
Xu Junzheng carefully protected Ji Yunhuan and treated her like a treasure. Ji Yunhuan stood there in a white dress, not looking embarrassed at all. Surrounded by many soldiers, she actually showed some majesty.
And the person falling down beside her was... Qing'er? !
The eldest princess was stunned for a moment, her pupils shrank slightly, and her lips moved twice, but she said nothing.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the surrounding soldiers rushed forward, quickly dealt with the two assassins, took the princess's sword, and tied her up.
The emperor put down the bow and arrow in his hand and rode his warhorse past the eldest princess. He was wearing armor and had a cold look in his eyes. He rushed all the way. The setting sun slowly fell behind him, like a god of war descending to the earth.
Xu Junzheng tore off the plain white linen clothes on his body, straightened his wrinkled long gown, and knelt down first.
"Your Majesty has pacified the northwest and returned victorious. May Heaven bless the Great Zhao Nation. Long live His Majesty!"
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