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Li Mingyue, the eldest princess of Furong Kingdom, was once the most talented woman praised by everyone in Kyoto. She could play the piano to attract butterflies, write poems and paintings, and speak as softly as the spring breeze. She was the delicate flower held in the palm of the emperor's father's hand. It wasn't until after a party that she woke up. When he opened his eyes again, there was no softness in his eyes, only the coldness and sharpness trained in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the apocalypse remained. "Princess, it's time to learn how to arrange flowers." --She crushed the jade bottle: "Can this thing stop zombies?" "Your Majesty, the eldest princess overturned the table on the censor's stage!" --She dusted off her hands: "That old guy is greedy for disaster relief funds. He's more disgusting than a zombie." "Dad, Beidi is attacking the border again, how about we destroy it?" The emperor's father clutched the memorial with trembling hands: "My dear daughter, let's not talk about the destruction of the country for now. Let's talk about why you broke the third prince's sword yesterday?" Ever since Shangguan Wan'er, the King of Soldiers in the End of the World, took possession of this body, Furong Kingdom has never been peaceful - The emperor's father looked at the battle in front of him, holding his forehead and wanting to cry: "My daughter is going to fight, not to kidnap the monarchs of other countries!" Shangguan Wan'er (holding grass in her mouth): "Dad, either we will take over their country, or I will beat them away?"