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“Princess, as a member of the royal family of the sealed clan, you should wholeheartedly serve the sealed city. With the current setback of the sealed king, only you can save the sealed city! Princess, national affairs are not child’s play. I hope the princess can set aside personal grievances and prioritize the overall situation.” The loyal and honest old minister kneeling on the ground spoke with tears raining down, seemingly forgetting how he had scorned the girl he now referred to as a princess a few years ago, how she had been treated as nothing by the entire sealed city.

Leisurely sipping tea, the tea cover lightly collided with the cup, emitting a faint and crisp sound. “Princess, the past is gone. Please prioritize national affairs.” The deep blue robe with embroidered gold edges appeared rich and dignified, already revealing signs of aging. However, it casually hung on this slender body, complementing the moonlight-like cheeks that retained an air of nobility. Abruptly, only nobility remained. “The enemy country is invading, and the sealed king is seriously injured and not yet recovered. Please let the princess take charge of the overall situation.” The eyelashes trembled slightly, brushing softly, and the half-revealed eyes were as deep as a clear pool. The misty breath lightly exhaled from the colorful lips, and the faint smile at the corner of the lips could hardly conceal the ice crystals in the eyes. “Fine! Let Feng Yan come to beg me!” “Nonsense, the king is supreme. How can he submit to others? Princess, national affairs, please consider it seriously.” A faint smile. “Enemy troops are invading, and the survival of the sealed city depends on this battle. I hope the princess can understand the foundation of the ancestors and ancestors of the sealed clan.” A gentle smile. “Sealed City has experienced hundreds of years, remaining unchanged. If not for your existence, the king would not be in such a state.” A subtle smile. “Sealed City’s national affairs should be shared by the princess. How can it be so reckless? Please, princess, think carefully.” A silent laughter.

Under the bright sunlight, the azure waters rippled, surrounded by lush green trees, and the grass swayed gently. A deep blue robe reflected the hues of silk. “If it weren’t for your existence…” Existence? A sudden opening of the eyes, quickly followed by relaxation. Rolling over, hands as a pillow, facing the sunlight. Since when did things become so daunting? Was it from inheriting the superhuman spiritual power from his father, which he inevitably discovered? Or was it from the unintentional breaking of Feng Yan’s supreme barrier? Or perhaps it was the moment he used a golden hairpin to pierce the heart of the assassin holding him captive? Or was it when, at some unknown time, he learned to conceal, learned to be strong, learned to view the world with indifference? Disturbed, chaotic, thoughts scattered. Damn it, don’t indulge in random thoughts; everything has nothing to do with oneself. “Feng Haochuan, if you don’t come out, I’ll leave!”

From the dense trees emerged a young man in a white robe with silver edges. The clear and divine eyes adorned the honey-toned healthy complexion, now only retaining shrewdness. “Blue Ning.” No further words, he sat directly beside the girl. The bronze sword stood in the grass, reflecting a metallic cold light under the intense sun. The clear lake water rippled with layers of golden waves, and the dense trees occasionally cut through the occasional bird’s song. The two youths on the grassy embankment seemed completely immersed in this overly perfect natural scene, unwilling to wake up.

Each with their own concerns, each harboring secrets, only because of different burdens. “Blue Ning, do you really want the king to beg you?” In the tranquil world, Haochuan’s voice seemed nonexistent. Finally decided to speak, huh? “Blue Ning, don’t be willful, okay?” Was it me being willful? “The king has never harmed you!” Harm me? What else do I have that needs him to harm? “Haochuan, I’m not wrong. I have never been wrong!” Standing up and leaving, I don’t want to hear these fragmented words again. Yes, I’m not wrong; I have never been wrong. Everything I’ve done is correct, so, Haochuan, even though I know your words are important to me, please don’t shake me anymore, okay?

The neighboring country’s offensive is inevitable. Oh~ what use is a country that relies entirely on the city lord? Moreover, Feng Yan is already seriously injured, and everything is so obvious. Feng Yan’s personality will undoubtedly carry injuries into battle; his life is in danger. The sight of him struggling is just so satisfying to think about. He has everything, towering above all, worshipped by everyone, while I am the rotten mud in the abyss, unseen in the dark swamp. If my existence is a mistake, why allow me to exist? Unwilling, hatred, jealousy, all the hatred festers deep within.

The night tells of past cold despair. The cloudy night conceals all light, and the arrogant tree shadows, chaotic and seemingly intent on destroying everything. Nestled in my mother’s arms, absorbing the last trace of warmth, still unable to resist the inner coldness. The lingering gaze of my mother is so clear, and the evil fire lighting up the dirty face is also etched in my bones. Hatred spreads, inheriting, permeating the world, hating the whole world. They owe everything, and it must be repaid. I have never been wrong, never been wrong at all. The moonlight is too bright, but it’s cold under the quilt, piercingly cold, making it hard to fall asleep.

On the high slope, overlooking the battlefield where only attacks are possible, will I definitely come? Feng Yan’s barrier is on the verge of collapse. A light leap and a graceful descent.

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On the precipice, with a plain white robe swaying gently, below the cliff, vast clouds of smoke and mist, indigo stone steps, sleeves fluttering in the wind, and dark hair swirling, it turned out to be ethereal. “Blue Ning, the king, he’s gone.” The vertical flute turned leisurely, leaning diagonally behind, “Is that so?” “You eventually made a move.” Silent touch, as if carving patterns on the flute, making a move, so what? In the end, he didn’t escape death, just owed her. “Are you doing it for the people of the sealed city? Even if you hate the king, you are ultimately kind.” “Humph~ Is that so?” “Blue Ning, are you ready to inherit the throne?” Looking up, the azure sky, wisps of clouds flying, the vast land, it’s unclear what kind of picture it is. “How to inherit?” “Dedicate a lifetime, swear to defend to the death.” “What if otherwise?” “End of the world, swear to die together.” Kneeling on one knee, the resolute gaze contains unspeakable determination. “Blue Ning,” the tone is gentle, “don’t hate the king! Even if he made mistakes against you, he knows he was wrong. After all, you are his last kin. Although you didn’t save his life, seeing you here, he, he must be relieved.” “Then why doesn’t he beg me?” Lowering her eyelids, if he were willing to kneel, she might not let him go. Haochuan’s eyes were firm, “The king doesn’t want you to be involved in the political affairs of the country. Just because of this? Has he seen through it? This twisted country.” “Humph, killed the former king just for the throne, still pretending to be lofty.” “Using the hands of the neighboring country to force the former king to death, women’s hearts are the most poisonous.” “Alright, alright, don’t say more, if she hears it, who knows what kind of chaos will erupt. It’s good if she is willing to inherit the throne, at least the sealed city is safe.” “Humph, what is she unwilling to do? She stayed in the palace for more than ten years, waiting for this day, right?” Listening to the ministers’ discussion by the wall, Haochuan’s face changed, and he only woke up from his thoughts when the ministers walked away. He hurried towards Blue Ning’s sleeping palace.

“Have you truly decided to inherit the throne?” Pushing the door open abruptly, Haochuan saw Blue Ning lazily leaning on the chair, and there were no traces of the thick documents placed beside him being flipped through. “Is there anything inappropriate?” Rising slowly and elegantly, facing Haochuan without a trace of unease. Looking at Blue Ning’s calm and nearly perfect face, Haochuan showed a relieved smile, but with a hint of helplessness. “It’s fine like this.” “Fine?” The overly calm tone revealed a slightly threatening undertone. “Since you’ve decided, I’ll follow you. As long as you don’t regret it, I will always stand behind you.” “A king? The kind of king you rely on, the king who dies for you? For thousands of years, hasn’t the Feng family done enough for you? Father died on the battlefield, brothers died on the battlefield. Do you think I would accept such a fate? Ridiculous. Ancestors only provided you with a refuge, but you used peace as an excuse to shirk the responsibility of protecting yourself and your loved ones. Strong spiritual power, so what? I never knew that the Feng family’s power was born to protect weaklings like you. Those who can’t protect themselves should die. If you want me to be king, then you can die under the iron cavalry of the neighboring country while clinging to the word ‘peace’!” On the throne of the sealed city, addressing the nation’s ministers and the countless citizens, Blue Ning vented her dissatisfaction, breaking the symbols inherited from generations, and rode out of the city alone. On the mountain ridge, the wind was gentle, and the shadows of the trees were lively, but in the valley, two armies were at war, bathed in blood and engaged in fierce combat. Looking back, Haochuan’s familiar smiling face remained. “Finally, you can be at ease, right?” “I was already at ease.” “Actually, when you agreed to be king, I was a little disappointed. But you’re doing it for their good. Only this way can they truly survive in the turbulent times. You’ve put a lot of effort into it for their sake.” Rolling her eyes at Haochuan, you know everything, don’t you? Do you think everyone is as good as you? “So, where are we going now? Right now.” Turning her head to ask, her dark hair slid down from her shoulder, and her clear eyes shimmered with a fiery light. ‘We,’ is indeed a very heartwarming term. “Let’s go to a place where everyone can protect themselves.” Suppressing the moment of emotion, she turned her horse around. “Isn’t that the current sealed city?” “Then let’s go to the next one.” “Let’s go to War City, where it’s full of war. Everyone has to learn to protect themselves from birth.” The two set out, urging their horses forward, and the dazzling sunlight remained.