She was his general and he was her majesty. She sacrificed everything for her Majesty, including her children; he was ruthless and killed heroes indiscriminately for his hegemony. "This child is not mine. Don't think that I don't know what you did with him that day! Are you still naive to think that I will leave a traitor's child? Come here! Bring the abortion medicine. I will feed the general the medicine with my own hands!" Murong Xuan's eyes were scarlet, and he pinched Su Qingfeng's neck with both hands, so hard that Su Qingfeng couldn't breathe. Big tears fell from her cheeks, "Your Majesty, he is really your child, please... Keep him, keep him..." He couldn't save what should be kept, Murong Xuan killed the flesh and blood in her belly with his own hands. That day, she paralyzed on the ground lifelessly, and the winter cold spread throughout her body. She just felt the life she had been waiting for for so long disappearing into her body with the blood flowing out of her lower body. It was her and Murong Xuan's child. In the end, she finally discovered that everything was under Murong Xuan's control. She regarded him as her husband, obeyed her words, and never disobeyed; but he regarded her as a tool to stabilize the government, a pawn for him to consolidate the country. The red plum blossoms are in full bloom and the breeze is blowing. Where will they go from here? Will they wake up or go to hell together? Is it to hold your hand or to fall to the end of the world? It snowed heavily that year, the red plum blossoms were in full bloom, and the mottled palace walls told the vicissitudes of the palace. A general and his majesty, staged the joys and sorrows, the ups and downs. "That night I saw the snow flying very heavily, the north wind dispersed, the breeze came slowly in the palace, and all the plum blossoms fell overnight."