Zhao Xi returned to the Palace and took a sip of tea. She calmed herself down and told herself to calm down, but her heart was filled with depression. She tried her best to change the fate of the Great Yan Country, but now she felt that the momentum of the Great Yan Country was slowly moving towards defeat.
She could not eat anything with a stomach full of anger, but she could not. She did not have the qualifications to be pretentious. She had to preserve her strength and spirit well. There were still many things waiting for her. It might be very difficult to change the outcome, but she also had to do her best.
She wanted to come back here, but what about coming back? She actually missed the modern times a little. At least she did not have to stand in the limelight. When she was in the palm of her hand, she would not be full for a meal. People would coax her, think of her, and buy her delicious food.