Beimu Nanque

On the day when the leaves fell in Pingcheng, Qi Min lost everything. Her father's throat was cut on the execution ground. Before he died, he lip-texted to her: Live. The mother held a torch to light up the entire courtyard, and used her body to push the door open for her: go forward, don't look back. She climbed out of the sea of ​​​​blood from the mountain of corpses, with a poisoned arrow stuck in her left shoulder and a blood-stained knife hidden in her sleeve. Behind him are the bones of the nine tribes, and in front of him is an endless pursuit. The Qi family is finished. The night the news spread, someone in Pingcheng's wine shop laughed out loud—— "The roots of the Qi family are finally broken." "Cut it off cleanly so it won't be an eyesore." They smiled and clinked glasses, as if celebrating the end of an era. Only Feng from the border can remember: Qi Xingyan guarded Northern Xinjiang for twenty years, and had seventy-three scars on his body, each of which was a sword he blocked for Wei. Only Xue from that year remembers: Qi Min entered the Imperial Academy at the age of fifteen, her poems astonished the Imperial Academy, and her martial arts surpassed her peers. Her husband pointed to her article and said - "If this son were a man, he should be made a Marquis of Ten Thousand Households." Rescued from desperate situation? Instead, she pressed a dagger against her "benefactor's" neck. "Qi Min." Arzhi wiped the blood on the corner of her mouth and said in a very soft voice: "Can your knife, which has never been stained with blood, be able to kill someone?" She just clenched the Caiyun Dagger in her hand and walked step by step into the darkness that could swallow anyone. Later—— Wuchuan, her father's former subordinates swore a blood oath and were willing to build a new tripod for her; Rouran, the hero of the grassland plays chess with her and wants to share the world with her; Yu Yi, a descendant of the Mo family knelt down holding the box and asked her to hold the stone that mends the sky. Later—— The five towns are at war, and the Rouran cavalry is knocking at the pass. Prince Rouran, whose enemy was unknown to us, swore to her: "Tenggri learned from this, Alzhi's body is dedicated to Qi Min. He replaces his life with his life, regardless of life or death." In the palace in Pingcheng, the new emperor was trembling on the dragon throne, and the eldest princess clenched the sunspot in her hand and stared at the red line heading east on the map. "It was a great pity that she was not allowed to go with the Qi family back then." And the woman they thought was dead long ago—— Now she was sitting in front of the country she had carved inch by inch with her own hands, her fingertips tapping the deepest scar on the map. The light reflected her face, flickering out. "The old heaven has been torn apart, and I am the new sun." Intention: common people's plan.