Three months later, the princess, dressed in her wedding gown, lifted the red veil from her head and turned to look at the scenery behind her.
The inhabitants of Mogan City had long since evacuated, and the newly built Mogan City was an empty city.
In the span of three months, the Imperial Advisor used her own lifespan to send away her subjects through magic, leaving her alone in the entire city.
The Demon Lord's servants were unaware of these things.
These half-human, half-beast creatures, their minds muddled, drooled as they gazed at the alluring princess atop the city wall: "We told you to marry me long ago, and now that the enemy is at our gates, you're finally scared?"
"That's right! Princess, why didn't you think of this sooner?"
“Our Demon Lord no longer wants you, so it’s no use for you to marry into our family.”
"Why don't you obediently open the city gates and let us in? We'll consider you a princess and become your husbands for a while."
The princess stared expressionlessly at the grotesque demons below. She placed her hand on the battlements, closed her eyes, and thought of the Grand Preceptor's corpse, which she had hidden in a secret passage before his death.
"I hope you're not lying to me," she whispered, as if talking to herself.
The demons below were constantly mocking her, so they couldn't hear her delirious murmurs.
"You all want to enter the city, right? I'll open the city gates and let you in right away!"
"You're smart to know your place!"
"Get down! Get down! Open the city gates! Open the city gates for us!"
The princess took a deep breath and looked at the paper figures carrying the sedan chair at the city gate. "You will protect me, right?"
The paper figure nodded. She glanced at the sky, where there was a faint light, as if thunderclouds were about to emerge.
“He’s right, going against the heavens comes at a price, and I’ve done my best.”
The paper figure seemed to understand her words and nodded again.
When the paper sedan chair was carried out by the paper figures, the initially arrogant demons were greatly frightened. Some of them used their heads, which were attached to their feet, to peer into the city.
"There was no army, no people, only her."
"Could it be... could it be that he has returned?!"
"No! Impossible! That person has long since disappeared and would never return for a small city wall. Don't be afraid!"
"That's right! Even if she comes back, even if she brings death, with so many of us, why would we be afraid of her?"
Sitting in the sedan chair, the princess looked at the folding fan in her hand. On the fan was a blurry figure standing in the water. Blood floating in the sky dripped down her cheeks. She slowly opened her eyes.
"Do you need something from me?" the faceless figure on the fan asked the princess.
"Please, please help me."
"The Soul Clan?"
"I don't know. This is a method given by the Imperial Advisor. He said that only in this way can Mogan City be saved, and that I can open the fan when I sit in this sedan chair." The princess breathed rapidly, afraid that the person inside the fan would not agree to her request.
"Mo...Gan...City..." The man seemed slightly puzzled, but the puzzlement didn't last long. "Are you about to die?"
"Yes, when the paper figure led me towards the demon realm—"
Before she could finish speaking, the person inside the fan disappeared.
"I can smell it..."
The princess heard a voice speaking inside her body, "The smell of war."
"Yes, the Imperial Advisor said we are going against the will of Heaven, and the heavens may well—"
"It's alright."
The princess watched as her hand was being controlled by the owner of that voice, and the straw-woven eye-patterned bracelet on her wrist was shining brightly.
"Heh." The woman inside her sighed as well. "Silly child, you're already so impatient! You've done things too soon!"
"What, what's so early?"
"Are you from the Moon Shooting Clan?"
"Bai Lu, I don't remember. My mind has been a mess since you came up here. It's like a lot of things that don't belong to me are running around in my head."
"That's because your face is one of the ones I used before," the woman explained, ignoring her panic. The paper figures carrying the sedan chair twisted slightly, all looking towards the sedan door.
"I have something to tell you: the power sealed within this fan is very small, and you may still die..."
"It's alright, as long as we can drive them away and stop them from causing trouble in Qianyan Kingdom."
"That's perfectly fine," the woman replied.
The thunderclouds in the sky seemed to be stimulated, and before they could gather, they struck down. Just then, the princess pulled down the curtain of the sedan chair, and the eye on her outstretched hand blinked, and the thunderclouds in the sky stopped abruptly.
"Little thing!" the woman snorted. "This thing is too stuffy. Let me show you how I am."
Many of the older demons recoiled when they saw the eyes in her hands. "No! How come you're still alive?"
"They need me both in heaven and on earth, how can I truly die!"
The princess felt a sharp pain in her heart. At that moment, she seemed to understand the sorrow of the fan girl and why the Grand Preceptor was so eager to die. They were like kindred spirits, people who had lived for a long time but were powerless to change their situation and could only seek this extreme way to start over.
But can she start over?
"Where are the feathers? They're not with you." The fan-wielding woman asked her.
She wiped the blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, her heart filled with pain, but her body was controlled by the fan-wielding woman, and she could not move: "It was...it was taken away by the Imperial Preceptor."
"That was originally meant to save your life, but he misunderstood it."
"Misunderstood?"
"Yes! If I were to truly come up, you would die. Look, you couldn't even withstand just a wisp of consciousness."
The princess seemed to have discovered a secret, but more and more blood spilled from her mouth: "You are... you are the one who allowed the White Deer to remain, to pass on the bloodline, to inherit the legacy... the one who controls war..."
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