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The imperial city fell, and the mighty army entered the city. King Wuwei and hundreds of generals boarded the moon-watching ship. At this time, the bright moon was in the sky, and the clear light filled the deck, making it as bright as day. In the center of the ship, the "Emperor" and Concubine Su were lying in each other's arms. The Emperor had thick eyebrows and big eyes. Even in death, he still carried some innate majesty. Concubine Su's eyebrows were pretty and charming, just like a sleeping beauty. On the ground not far away, there was a pool of black traces of poisonous wine that had not yet dried up. Two broken jade cups fell aside, and broken jade seal fragments were scattered beside them. Everything looked like a tragic scene of the emperor and his beloved concubine dying for their country. Upon seeing this, King Wuwei was shocked by the scene. He immediately led his generals to kneel down and shouted in unison: "Send the emperor to his funeral!" The voice was loud and echoed on the river surface, lingering for a long time. This shout was heard by Concubine Zhou who was nearby. She was shocked and tears instantly burst out of her eyes. Regardless of the soldiers' obstruction, she ran like crazy towards the moon ship, crying heartbreakingly: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!". Near the imperial mausoleum... Emperor Xiaoyao had a cold smile on his lips and whispered to himself: "King Wuwei... Do you think you will win after you attack the imperial city? The contest between us... Has just begun... Hahaha... Hahaha.