In the second year of Yanxi, Princess Roujia and Shen Jinghong colluded with Beiliang, collaborated with the enemy and treason, and plotted to usurp the throne. The evidence was conclusive, and they were convicted and executed. Yelujing beheaded him in public and sent him back to Beiliang together with Yeluzhen's body.
More than half of Beiliang's 300,000-strong army was wiped out, and the rest surrendered. Northern Liang sent envoys to Chen Guoding to surrender and negotiate for peace.
The nobles headed by the Zhou family attempted to desert the city and were demoted and severely punished.
King Ding's crime was vindicated, and Emperor Yanxi Liu Chen regained his popularity due to his cleverness and martial prowess.
Mu Zhuohua contributed greatly to quelling the rebellion, was promoted to Minister of Rites, and participated in the peace talks in Beiliang.
The setting sun sank into the mountains, half-covering my blushing face, and the flowers all over the mountains and fields were also dyed with an ambiguous halo, swaying gently in the warm breeze of late spring.
At the foot of Fuyun Mountain, outing people walked back home following their own shadows. In the wilderness not far away, there was a petite figure who seemed to have been standing for a long time with no intention of leaving.
The gold paper in front of the tomb had been burned, and the ashes were picked up by the evening wind and flew into the distance. Mu Zhuohua looked at the two names on the tombstone with sadness. They had never been together during his lifetime. Only after death could they stay together underground.
Her thoughts seemed to be blown away into the distance along with the paper ash, and she didn't notice the approaching footsteps behind her until she was hugged by a pair of arms from behind and pushed into a solid and warm embrace.
Mu Zhuohua was stunned for a moment, her consciousness seemed to have revived, and the world around her slowly became clearer. The scent that made her feel at ease and attached to her surrounded her tightly.
"Today is their first day. I heard from the etiquette department that you were coming back on leave, so I thought you must be here."
Liu Yan's voice was gentle and low, as if it contained a hint of warmth, slowly activating her cold blood.
"You've been avoiding me these past few days. Are you still blaming me for not telling you about my plan to cheat my death?"
Mu Zhuohua lowered his head slightly, was silent for a long time, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Originally I was complaining about you, but when I just looked at them, I suddenly didn't want to anymore..." She held Liu Yan's hands in her hands and linked their fingers. Button, "I'm very happy that you can come back alive."
Liu Yan was startled when he heard her words. He turned her body to face him. Seeing her red and swollen eyes, he said softly: "Did you cry just now?"
Mu Zhuohua lowered his eyes and did not deny it: "The princess is still very good to me."
No matter what her intentions were, she had indeed helped her several times and protected her. She could see the sympathy and care in the princess's eyes.
But the things she did, it was indeed difficult to escape death...
Even if Princess Zhenguo sacrificed her reputation to protect her life, she could not protect Shen Jinghong's life.
She didn't have any love for this world. Only the princess of Zhenguo was an existence that she didn't dare to hurt. Only Shen Jinghong had all her truth and entered her heart.

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The Legend Zhuohua
Historical Fiction(GOOGLE TRANSLATE ONLY) THIS STORY IS NOT MINE. FOR OFFLINE READING PORPUSE ONLY. JUST FOR FUN. It tells the love story of a woman who overcomes many trials to become a female official, and a general who has weathered many hardships in his road to v...