What was once the nightmare of Nan Xia Country had befallen Ding Lin Country half a year later. Nan Xia country had recovered the peace and quiet of the past, and the terror and suppression from the war was fading. The night the second prince was sentenced to death, the fourth prince, seventh prince, and eighth prince also vanished. Of course, what the outside world knew was that the princes had either died of sickness or were assassinated by Ding Lin Country’s Wu Feng Hall. At the same time, many court officials had also died, presumably from the same causes.
No one was concerned about the true causes of their deaths because everyone had realized that those princes and officials were the reason why Nan Xia had been wavering, just waiting to surrender or having close contact with Ding Ling Country after the death of the late emperor.
Without a doubt, a massive clean-up of Nan Xia’s interior was quietly unfolding, but it was still unknown who exactly had made the move.
Three days later, when the fifth princess ascended to the throne under the enthusiastic protection of the officials and princes, and swiftly organized the court and eliminated local officials, the people were enlightened as to what had really happened behind the scenes. A generation’s iron-blooded empress had been born.
Under the remediation of the fifth princess, Nan Xia Country’s internal governance was honest, and the country was peaceful and safe. In a few years, a flourishing age owing to her had begun. Of course, this was something that only happened later.
Ling Chuxi could also relax once again. Every day, she helped Mo Kongyuan, Lin Cangbo, Mister Cao and the others treat their wounds and refine pills. She would occasionally spar with Ling Yichen, Fu Chengyu and the rest, and her days passed by in ease and fort.
The day after the battle with Chu Fengyun, Xie Wuji and the others refused to leave. They called it recuperating, but Ling Chuxi knew they were taking the opportunity to leech off Mo Kongyuan’s glory and good fortune. The Great Guardian Mo had bee famous around the world, so free meals were mon, and people suddenly showing up to enjoy such free meals was equally mon.
Later on, after getting the news of Chu Fengyun losing the battle and dying, Su Yizhi also came to the capital, claiming to help Mo Kongyuan condition his body, but he also seemed to be enjoying Mo Kongyuan’s success a bit too much.
Therefore, lately, Great Guardian Mo had a very long face, and his mood was not so good.
“Miss Ling, there is a lady called Yi Hua outside who wants to meet you.” Ling Chuxi was in Mo Kongyuan’s garden discussing martial arts with the guardians when a guard entered.
“Yi Hua?” Ling Chuxi heard the unfamiliar name and could not recall who it was. However, since that person knew that she was here, it probably wasn’t a stranger. “Let her in.”
Very quickly, a young maiden entered. Her figure was curvaceous, but her expressionless face was deathly white, and her lips were a strange greenish-purple. To put it bluntly, it looked like a dead person’s face. No matter which way Ling Chuxi looked at it, it was unnerving. Good thing it was daytime, because people might die of fright if they saw such a face at night!
“Why did you make yourself look like a corpse?!” The moment Ling Chuxi saw that pair of mischievous eyes, Ling Chuxi realized who it was. Other than the former fifth princess, the empress, the current majesty, who else could it be? Yi Hua? Fu Huayi was so lazy that she had just switched her names around.
“Isn’t this the disguising technique you taught me? Why? Did I not learn it well? I have been facing the mirror for half a day, and I’m sure that there’s nobody here who will be able to recognize me.” Fu Huayi rubbed her face a couple of times and recovered her previous looks, pouting coquettishly.
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