At the foot of Fuyang City, the cavalry was as thick as hemp, and the man in the lead had a light-furred black horse. He was about to give the order to attack the city.
I came to the city to surrender wearing a royal robe and a white scarf. Until I knelt in front of him, he looked cold and never looked at me, but I knew he cared very much.
I took a bite and shouted loudly: "The late emperor passed away, and I would like to invite His Highness the Third Prince to ascend the throne as the new emperor."
He sneered: "The emperor's sister-in-law is really good-natured."
In the twenty-fourth year of Zhenyuan, the new emperor Zhou Zeyu ascended the throne and became king. On the same day, he issued an order that the concubines of the previous dynasty were banned from the Chenghua Palace.
He thought he could trap me. During that time, I was willing to be imprisoned by him. He only came to see me once. He asked me if I regretted it, but I didn't.
When he heard this, his expression remained unchanged, and he left, never to come again.
A year later, at noon when the frost came, I stood at the gate of the city wearing a moon-white plain robe. All the officers and soldiers who tried to approach me to take me back were bounced away by the spiritual barrier around me. I sat cross-legged on the ground like his master in my memory. I muttered words, and complex lines flashed on the ground. Blood dripped from the corners of my mouth and dripped into the formation. The formation was completed, and the artifact was waiting for me to take charge.
He knew I had escaped and came to me anxiously. When he saw this scene, he ran towards me like crazy and hugged me tightly as if he wanted to melt me into his bones and blood.
When I was about to die, I told him viciously that I didn't like him for a long time. I never said it before, but there was always a glimmer of hope in my heart. This time everything was finally over.
I slowly pressed down the broken soul bead in my hand, and together with the three artifacts, they disappeared between heaven and earth.
A hundred years of immortality ended in my hands.
In the twenty-sixth year of Zhenyuan, the emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty lived in seclusion from the world.
Purpose: mobilize subjective initiative and transform the objective world
