Zhao Xi was so shocked that she did not sleep for the whole night. Just as the sky turned white, she got up.
The season for the peonies in the garden had also passed. The mulberry blossoms appeared on the stage and it was especially lively. Large patches of flowers were blooming.
The moist air carried the fragrance of flowers. She took a deep breath and still felt that it was difficult to calm her heart.
She had spent so much effort and effort to govern the Great Yan Country. How could it be broken into pieces after two years and then be destroyed?
How could this be possible? Although the Great Yan Country wasn't the most powerful country, peace was still a good thing. It wasn't the weakest either.
If a spear was used to shoot a bird that stood out, or if it was the law of the jungle, these words were not suitable to be used in Great Yan Country, then what happened? However, Old Man Xu did not know either.