"rebel."

"Treason."

"Defection of the rebels, attacking Daqian."

The atmosphere in the room was exceptionally quiet.

Wu Yingxue's eyes were dim, her voice was hoarse, and she uttered words one after another that shocked people.

She told Xu Xi that after the separation that night, she walked alone along the border, hiding in the darkness, bypassing the checkpoint through a hidden path, and successfully entered the belly of Daqian.

Unexpected.

Wu Yingxue easily found out the news about the palace.

Because the news was so shocking, it had already spread throughout the thirteen states of Daqian.

King Dingyuan, who was in the third realm of innateness, was sent by Daqian to suppress the rebellion, but somehow, after a brief confrontation, King Dingyuan turned against the enemy and angrily helped the rebels.

"How is this possible..."

The girl's voice was full of helplessness: "Father is jealous of evil, how could he possibly help the rebels?"

Rebels are evil.

Rebels will start a war.

Rebellion will lead to misery for the people.

The girl came to these conclusions subconsciously. She knew that Daqian was not a bright party, but she also did not have a good impression of the rebels.

However, after listening to it, Xu Xi gave this answer:

"Yingxue, have you ever thought about a question?"

"Jealous and helping the rebels."

"These two things are actually not contradictory."

It was late at night, and the bright moon was obscured by dark clouds, plunging the world into darkness.

In a room with lit candles.

Xu Xi closed the "Yang Yuan Gong" in his hand, looked at the girl, and asked her confused face: "Yingxue, do you know the rebels?"

Rebels...

The girl shook her head absentmindedly.

Is the leader of the rebels a noble?

It seems not.

No matter they are martial arts masters of high level or leaders of aristocratic families who are in charge of learning Taoism, they all hold important positions in Daqian. How could they possibly start a rebellion?

That is equivalent to hitting yourself.

The answer is no longer vague; it is crystal clear.

"The so-called rebels are actually civilians, a group of... civilians who cannot survive," Xu Xi said calmly, peeling off the false cloak fabricated by Daqian and facing the truth.

The taxes in the Daqian Dynasty were very high.

The vast majority of people in Qingniu Town were reduced to "criminals" and sent to the border with the Shiwanda Mountains because they could not pay the high taxes.

So.

What happens if someone can't pay the taxes but doesn't want to be exiled to a border?

"The uprising, or what the government called a rebellion, was born out of this."

Xu Xi spoke softly.

Help the girl solve her painful confusion.

Xu Xi had never met King Dingyuan, but he knew that it was impossible for someone in such a high position to have just learned about the darkness of Daqian.

Even if King Dingyuan is really a warrior with a jealous and vengeful temperament as the girl said.

Nor should we be so impulsive as to directly defect to the rebels.

"It seems that the cause of this rebellion is far more tragic than I thought, so much so that King Dingyuan can no longer tolerate it..."

call--

call--

The night wind was cold and blew into the house through the open window.

The wind made the candle flames flicker, made people feel cold, and made Wu Yingxue's face turn even paler.

“Father…”

Tears flow first, and the sound comes later.

Crystal clear tears kept dripping down her cheeks.

The girl felt that this world was a little sick.

King Dingyuan was clearly doing the right thing, but he was convicted of treason by the Daqian court. The people just wanted to survive, but they were suppressed and killed by the army.

This world seems to be full of problems.

Wu Yingxue told Xu Xi about her subsequent experiences.

Unwilling to believe that her father was a traitor, she rushed to the imperial capital as quickly as possible, only to find the deserted palace.

Escape those who escape.

Scattered.

There is no need for the imperial court to even confiscate the property.

The Dingyuan Palace, which was bustling in my memory, now had the silence of a haunted house, and there were bloodstains at the door.

The girl's parents died.

King Dingyuan was killed by the rebels by the human immortals of Daqian.

My mother was thrown into prison and committed suicide with a smile on her face.

At this point, the young princess became alone. She lost her parents and the most important family member in her life.

Wu Yingxue was in a trance and staggered to leave Daqian, but was discovered by others on the way. After experiencing many life-and-death crises and using up all the elixirs on her body, she finally arrived at Qingniu Town with a seriously injured body.

This is the beginning and end of the matter.

The whole story of how the girl was seriously injured.

"Have a good rest," Xu Xi helped the girl up and infused her with internal energy once again to help circulate the Qi and blood in the girl's body.

After doing this, he stood up and left, closing the door, leaving Wu Yingxue alone.

Different from Xu Moli.

Different from Krisha.

Wu Yingxue's life is not tied to Xu.

She has her own values ​​and her own mind.

Xu Xi knew that what Wu Yingxue needed at this moment was not comfort, but a quiet space.

That's all.

“Wu…Wu…”

Xu Xi walked away with a step, the soles of his shoes stepping on the puddles that had not yet dried, making crisp splashing sounds.

Mixed with the crying coming from behind.

Gradually becoming indistinguishable from each other.

In the dangerous state of escape, the burning emotions will always be suppressed in the heart and cannot be vented. This emotion continues to accumulate until it breaks down the person's strong shell.

In the quiet night, the uncontrollable crying echoed in the courtyard for a long time.

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[You learned about the existence of the secret passage from Wu Yingxue]

[You know all about Wu Yingxue's experience]

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[You are surprised by King Dingyuan's actions, and have a preliminary understanding of the instability within Daqian]

[With sympathy and compassion, you leave a space just for the girl]

[The girl cried for a long time until her voice became hoarse]

[The girl remained silent for a long time and was unwilling to go out for activities]

[In the next few days, Wu Yingxue continued to stay in her room. She no longer had the fiery temper she once had. Her eyes were hollow and her face was stagnant. She looked like a walking corpse.]

What is the meaning of life?

This question has different answers for different people.

It could be family, friends, ideals, or beliefs.

These precious things.

Together we build the meaning of life.

Wu Yingxue, who lost both her parents, lost her spirit. She knew she shouldn't be like this, but the sadness in her heart numbed her body.

The Xu family did not interfere.

He still practiced martial arts and performed Yang Yuan Gong as usual.

Time passed day by day, and Wu Yingxue still looked distraught, with dim eyes and no longer the spirit and vigor she once had.

She was confused.

She is very confused.

I don't know what the meaning of living is when I have lost both my parents.

Until one day, Wu Yingxue realized that Xu Xi would think about practicing the simplest "Yang Yuan Gong" besides practicing boxing.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Her lips were pale and she asked in confusion with a haggard look.

Xu Xi did not hide his intention: "I want to use the Yang Yuan Gong as a foundation to develop a method that is suitable for everyone, not limited by comprehension, not constrained by physique, and can be practiced by ordinary people."

The girl was stunned: "Are you planning to rebel?"