On August 15, the 10th year of Yongning, this day was deeply engraved on the heavy page of history. The Ning royal family, which had stood at the top of the imperial power for more than two hundred years, fell apart. The people entrenched in Yanbei
The giant dragon finally opened his sleepy eyes of power and came with an irresistible tyranny.
The Xuanyuan family, who had endured decline for hundreds of years, at this moment, lived up to the humiliation and blood and tears sacrifices of their ancestors, once again climbed the nine-story pagoda, overlooking the world, and proudly enjoyed the glory.
Xuanyuan Hongyi, the founding emperor who ended the Da'an Dynasty with his own hands and established the Daxing Empire with his own hands, will surely be remembered for eternity with his achievements and his name will be praised through the ages. However, no one knows what is hidden behind this fame and glitz.
The glint of swords, the entanglement of love and hate; I don’t know what kind of bitterness, blood, tears, joys and sorrows are buried under a few strokes in the history books.
And all the stories and legends originated from August 15th, the 10th year of Yongning...
This is the Mid-Autumn Festival day for family reunion, but it is also the end of an era and a symbol of the rise of a dynasty.
The night is as heavy as water; the wind is as fast as galloping.
The Imperial City was enveloped in a din. The sounds of fighting, the sound of horse hooves, the sound of swords, and screams were intertwined with the rushing fire that shot up into the sky, tearing apart the tranquility of the darkness. The tension and uneasiness in the Imperial City
It spread to farmers with huts hundreds of miles away.
The simple thatched hut also seemed particularly unusual on this turbulent night. Two men in black clothes stood upright in the small fenced courtyard. In front of the thatched hut, there were even 18 people standing in three rows and six columns.
Their hair was messy, and their bodies were faintly exuding blood. They had obviously experienced a brutal fight not long ago. Even so, they stood there, as frightening as unsheathed swords, filling the small courtyard with a sense of oppression.
The chilling atmosphere.
This breathless and chilling air formed a strong contrast with the screams that could be heard from time to time in the small courtyard, because the sound was so heartbreaking that the iron-blooded men outside the hospital tensed up.
Got the nerve.
It wasn't until the cry that cut through the sky suddenly sounded that the anxiety and uneasiness outside the hospital dissipated. The twenty men in black seemed to be infected by the gentleness of the newborn, and almost all of them withdrew their murderous aura.
Make the surroundings less depressing.
And inside the hut, the previous worries were wiped away, adding a bit of joy.
"Your Majesty, it's the little princess. Look at how handsome the little princess looks. Her eyebrows and eyes look so much like you." The woman in a linen floral skirt had joy on her delicate face and her clear eyes were overflowing with joy.
With a smile, he walked to the bed with the newborn child in his arms, lowered his body and handed the newborn child to the young woman on the bed.
The young woman's black hair was hanging down like a waterfall, stained with the slightest drop of sweat. Her unpainted face was as beautiful and flawless as a moon disk. Even though it was too pale at the moment, it added a soft charm. Originally, it was because of
The tired and distracted eyes condensed in an instant, just like the bright moon breaking through the clouds in an instant, so beautiful that people dare not look directly at it. At this moment, her beautiful eyes were dyed with the tenderness and love of a mother, falling softly on her daughter's little face. Powerless.
Weakly, he stretched out his slender fingertips and gently touched his daughter's red and tender face. The corners of his lips that had not yet been raised faded again, and even his eyes dimmed in an instant, and the crystal tears could not be shed.
The expectation came out of nowhere.
No one would have thought that this woman who gave birth in a thatched hut in the mountains was the "Beauty of the Qingyue" who was famous all over the world in the past. This beauty who caused turmoil in the mountains and rivers was also the first wife of Emperor Yongning - Queen Wende Jun.