I am the most favored little princess of the Dongli Kingdom. My father, the emperor, and my mother would take turns hugging me when they were approving memorials.
When the aftermath of the Immortal Sect's treasure hunt shattered the palace, my father used his back to block the collapsed beams for me.
Before my mother died, she stuffed me into a secret passage, leaving long marks on the bluestone bricks with bloody handprints.
Qingqiu Shan's senior brother picked me out from the pile of corpses and said, "Little girl, go home with senior brother."
The second senior sister's peach blossom soup, the third senior sister's night singing, the fourth senior brother's bamboo dragonfly... The warmth covered my frozen heart.
Until the enemy came to Qingqiu Mountain, the senior brother broke his arm and threw me to the third senior sister: "Take Xiaoshu away!"
The fourth senior brother self-destructed the golden elixir to open up a bloody path, and the second senior sister burned her soul to activate the forbidden formation.
The fifth senior brother who hates me the most suddenly strangled my neck: "Sangmen Xing! It's all your fault!"
The space ring at his fingertips flashed faintly, and before I fell into darkness, I heard his voice: "Don't hate me... Sister Hanshu..."
When the ring space bounced away, the charred body of the fifth senior brother still maintained the posture of protecting the ring.
The returning sword master put the broken sword on my waist with red eyes: "If you go here, you may not be able to return."
Later, it was rumored in the world of cultivation that the female sword master who had penetrated the thirty-third heaven always had a half-broken rusty sword tied around her waist.
