This palace, which Xie Xuan spent almost three years of Dawan's fiscal revenue to build more than ten years ago, is no worse than the palace of the Longyan Dynasty in terms of scale, feng shui, and luxury.
even.
It was built entirely in imitation of the Longyan Dynasty's palace, and was even larger than the Longyan Jinghua's palace.
However.
now.
This place used to be so glorious, so lively, and so majestic.
Nowadays, this place is so decadent and deserted.
Xie Xuan stood alone on a tall building and had a bird's eye view of his country.
"Your Majesty, the wind is blowing..."
Zhai Qing'er came swaying over.
Xie Xuan seemed to have aged more than ten years during this period, and his hair was white. The high-spirited look he once had was no longer there. His eyes looking at the sky in the distance had become turbid at this time.
Are you getting old?
yes.
I am getting old.
As early as a few days ago, he had evacuated all the eunuchs and maids from this palace. Those who had been deeply favored by the emperor were crying and did not want to leave.
He drove away anyway.
His sons and daughters also fled Dawan, taking whatever gold, silver and jewelry they could take with them.
Now, there are only two people left in the Dawan palace.
"Hahahaha, I have thought about so many ways to leave this world, but I never dared to think that it would be my own daughter who ended my life!"
Xie Xuan looked up to the sky and laughed, extremely desolate.
Zhai Qing'er, holding him from behind, had a peaceful look in her eyes: "Your Majesty, being a concubine is enough for me in this life."
Xie Xuan turned around and stared at Zhai Qing'er, almost roaring: "You are enough, are you enough? I am not enough! But what can I do? Tell me, what should I do?"
In the Battle of Yanqi, the great army of Dayuan Kingdom had been completely destroyed. This was a devastating blow to Dayuan Kingdom, which had a small population in the first place.
There is no chance of a comeback.
No!
Unless he still has thirty years to develop the North Western Region!
But he knew that he, who was only a few years younger than Xie Tianyao, was already on his deathbed. The reconstruction of the Western Region Protectorate meant that the glory of Dawan had disappeared. That great defeat had completely destroyed him, an "outsider".
The majestic image of the people in the Western Regions was completely shattered.
Since then…
The kings and governors of these small countries acted in both positive and negative ways.
Yes.
Just that one war determined the pattern of the North Western Region.
He was no longer able to plan anything.
Last time, when the two parties negotiated, it was their daughter who came...
Xie Xuan suddenly felt that he should leave this stage of history? He was once a crying child in his infancy, but now he can lead an army to fight.
He is dissatisfied with the youngest?
However......
So what?
He roared unwillingly: "Xie Tianyao, do you really think you won? Hahahaha! We just changed the way to fight!"
"You didn't win, you won't win!"
"The Long Yan Dynasty will still fall apart, fall apart!"
he roared.
Let the palace echo with lonely echoes.
Just at this time.
As if from the horizon, the footsteps of the army sounded.
Suddenly.
The imperial guards of the Dawan Kingdom had also been dismissed long ago.
The 100,000 soldiers of the Western Region Construction Corps suddenly felt as if they were in a deserted land. The dark green military uniforms seemed to be the only and only remaining place of prosperity in this desert and Gobi land.
Click click click!
The sound of horse hooves and footsteps rose into the sky and was deafening. The palace was so big that a hundred thousand people could enter without feeling cramped.