The dull sound of war drums sounded, and as the city gate was broken open, the enemy troops swarmed forward.
Above the palace, dressed in gorgeous clothes, she ignored all this with cold eyes. Dayong changed dynasties, and she was no longer the aloof princess of Qing'an. Her ridiculous brother, the emperor of Dayong, fought with her all his life, but in the end the country was destroyed and the people were destroyed.
She was in a daze, then smiled bitterly. He slowly took out the dagger from his sleeve and stabbed it into his chest.
It is extremely ridiculous to think that I, a female prostitute, have to bear the name of my family and country even when I die!
If there is an afterlife, Qing'an and Ding will indulge themselves for the rest of their lives...
Concept: The caged bird spreads its wings and flies again