The sword fell to the ground, and the spurting blood flashed a dazzling light in the sunlight. The warm blood dyed the bricks of the city wall red. She staggered to one knee, her face as pale as paper.

Everyone's eyes widened in shock.

Zong Zhengli's whole body stiffened.

Zong Zhengchen was struck by lightning as if from the blue sky. His heart twitched violently and he almost fainted on the spot. He rode on the fastest horse and galloped away:

"Qin Ye!"

Roaring and screaming, tears flowing:

"How am I going to live the rest of my life!"

Qin Ye leaned weakly against the wall, blood gushing out of her wounds and her life slipping away rapidly, but strangely, her vision was so clear that she could see everyone's face clearly.

The soldiers looked miserable...

Zong Zhengli was stunned...

Zong Zhengchen's grief...

Looking at the bloody battlefield, the dead soldiers, and the gazes of countless people, there was more relief in their eyes.

Because she died, the war was over.

If she died, countless soldiers would not have to die.

Inexplicably, she didn't feel any pain. Instead, she felt relaxed, as if the huge rock pressing on her body had finally been removed, and her whole body felt light.

"Zong Zhengchen, I'm sorry..."

She held onto the wall and stood up with difficulty.

The bright red blood dyed her clothes red. The white skirt formed a sharp contrast with the bright red blood. In the howling wind, her life was slipping away quickly.

"You must live well and take good care of Weixi and Ziye."

"Tell them that I am not the cause of the world war, I am not a sinner..."

As long as he was alive, she felt relieved about the two children.

However, there is one long-cherished wish that I am afraid I will never be able to fulfill in this lifetime.

She used up her last bit of strength, trembling her wrist, and took out half of the broken jade pendant from her sleeve, saying in a hoarse voice:

"This is what my mother left for me... Help me find her... Find her... Tell my mother that I miss her very much and love her very much..."

As the empty voice fell, her swaying body lost its balance and she fell from the high city wall.

The white figure fell down.

"Qin Ye!"

Zong Zhengchen's eyes turned bloodshot and tears fell like rain. He ran away as fast as he could, jumped off his warhorse, and tried his best to catch the lifeless afterimage.

"You...really dare..."

Zong Zhengli's face was pale, his slightly open lips were covered with dry dead skin, even his breathing was trembling, and something was spinning rapidly in his red eyes.

She actually had the guts to abandon two young children.

She actually dared...

Die in front of her.

"Miss!"

In the distance, Jing Yi, who was running all the way with his team, had just arrived at the battlefield when he saw the white figure falling from the city wall.

Like dead leaves in autumn, they fall from the branches and drift in the wind, light and lifeless.

In an instant, he fell off the horse, fell to the ground, was accidentally stepped on by the horse's hooves, and vomited blood.

Queen Nanyuan, who came to watch the show, saw the jade pendant and her eyes widened instantly.

She is very familiar with this thing!

It's the one in her arms!

She realized the truth... Suddenly, it was like a bolt from the blue. She stood there stiffly, her mind blank.

Jun Yuyang, Jun Yilin, and Jun Qingyu widened their eyes in disbelief, as if their breath was being choked by an invisible giant hand.

How could there be such a coincidence in the world?

How could...

There was no time to react. In just one second, Qin Ye fell from the city wall.

"ah!"

Queen Nanyuan grabbed her hair and screamed. The despair and sorrow she felt were unprecedented in more than forty years.

In an instant, he was so frightened that his legs went limp and he fell to the ground. He crawled and ran, rushing forward recklessly:

"Oh! Child! My child! Oh!"