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Princess Yongle, Xiang Ke, was the youngest child of their generation and grew up surrounded by the love and affection of all her elders.

When Princess Yongning passed away, Xiang Ke was only three years old.

However, the Xiang royal family has always had excellent genes, and by the age of three, Xiang Ke was already able to recite Fu Guang's poems fluently.

Xiang Ke was already old enough to remember things, and he respected Princess Yongning, his elder sister, very much. He also regarded Xiang Lan as a role model and studied hard.

As emperor, Xiang Chen must protect all the people of Fengyuan City.

As the older brother, he naturally had to protect his younger sister.

When Xiang Chen heard Ye Wanlan say that she was going to pick up Princess Yongle, he did panic.

It's not a big deal that he died.

Emperor Zhaozong guarded the capital's gates and moved the capital to Fengyuan.

He was the son of Emperor Zhaozong, and it was only natural for a monarch to die for his country.

But Xiang Ke was just a nine-year-old princess. She didn't need to bear any responsibility; all she needed to do was survive, and that was enough.

Xiang Qingtian and Xiang Mingyu both fell silent, their faces shrouded in sorrow and grief.

Finally, it was Hejia who broke the silence first: "Yongle is a princess of Da Ning. Even if a princess of Da Ning is very young, how could she leave at this time?"

Xiang Chen was suddenly stunned.

Yes, their surname is Xiang.

The Xiang royal family's pride has never been defeated in six hundred years.

“That is true…” Xiang Mingyu sighed, “But no matter what Xiao Yongle did, we elders will feel sorry for him.”

While it is true that royal children mature early, nine years old should still be a carefree childhood.

Xiang Qingtian suddenly said, "Young couple over there, be mindful of your behavior. There are underage children around."

"Huh? Uncle Wang, are you talking about me?" Xiang Chen stammered, "I... I haven't come of age yet, but my aunt said I'm getting married this year, it's just..."

Xiang Mingyu: "Don't pay any attention to your Uncle Wang, he's never serious."

This commotion significantly diluted the somber and serious atmosphere.

Lin Fanyin was also suddenly awakened. She pushed Xie Linyuan away, took a few steps back, and said coldly, "Sword Saint, please have some self-respect."

Xie Linyuan looked at his empty hands, pursed his lips, and stammered, "Ayin, I think there are some things we need to talk about."

On the surface, he is a sword saint who roams the martial world freely.

In the midst of thousands of flowers, the leaves do not stick to the body.

But he was a very conflicted person only when he was facing Lin Fanyin.

While alive, one may have a thousand words in one's heart but cannot express them, and can only drown one's sorrows in alcohol when emotions run high.

But once you die, many things suddenly become clear.

Xie Linyuan realized that life is finite, and he didn't want to only be able to secretly visit Lin Fanyin in the future, but rather wanted to stand openly by her side.

Lin Fanyin ignored him, walked over to Hua Yingyue, and sat down.

“Ayin, I haven’t asked yet, how did the Sword Saint end up with you?” Hua Yingyue raised an eyebrow. “Given his personality, who knows where he is in the martial world right now.”

Lin Fanyin was silent for a moment: "After the Northwest and Southern Frontiers were breached, he sent me a message telling me to wait for him, but how could I possibly wait?"

She is the head of Tianyinfang, bearing the last line of defense.

Even waiting just one more second could result in the deaths of countless people.

Hua Yingyue's smile gradually faded: "Yes, none of us can wait."

“He once told me that he didn’t want to see me,” Lin Fanyin said calmly. “But fate is cruel, and I ended up dying in her arms.”

She ultimately failed to protect Feng Yuan.

Hua Yingyue asked softly, "Don't you forgive him?"

Lin Fanyin didn't answer the question, but just smiled faintly: "He is a hero."

Officially, she never blamed Xie Linyuan. Only with a sword saint in the martial world can petty villains be eliminated.

Personally, she indeed found it difficult to forgive Xie Linyuan.

Xie Linyuan's words, "I don't want to see you again," hurt her for more than a decade.

Hua Yingyue didn't say anything more to comfort her: "Ayin, don't be sad. You'll see Alan soon. Cheer up."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fanyin finally smiled.

"It seems that Brother Xie has a long way to go." Yan Shunhua smiled. "I have little interaction with the head of the Brahma Sound Sect, but she is stubborn and sometimes even more stubborn than the Prince of Qin."

Xie Linyuan gave a wry smile upon hearing this: "I thought... we had reconciled. She just told me that if I had arrived earlier, I would have been able to hear her play the 'Breaking the Formation' music."

"However, we have all been saved by Yongning, and there is plenty of time in the future." Yan Shunhua said casually, "Perhaps in the future, Brother Xie can make the Palace Master of Fanyin change her mind."

Xie Linyuan nodded silently.

That's all.

He has fulfilled his responsibilities, living up to the expectations of the martial world and all living beings.

But he was the one who wronged Lin Fanyin first, and he should atone for it.

At this moment, Fengyuan City was deserted.

The enemy advanced rapidly and reached Yongle Palace.

Ye Wanlan saw once again that Xiang Ke, who was only nine years old, was standing quietly in the main hall, neither hiding nor flinching.

Not only did she not leave, but she also buried gunpowder all around before the enemy arrived.

She herself was the fuse for the gunpowder; once lit, no one could escape Yongle Palace.

But the enemy is unaware of this.

The leading general laughed and ordered Xiang Ke to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, saying that if they were in a good mood, they would let her go.

Jun Muqian saw the fire: "What is she doing...?"

Yan Tingfeng said softly, "Princess Yongle set herself on fire in Yongle Palace, perishing together with the enemy."

It remains just a brief mention in history books.

These few words encapsulate Xiang Ke's entire life.

Flames shot into the sky, and everyone's eyes were already warm with tears.

Amidst the raging flames, came the angry curses and wails of the invaders.

His body was dead, but Xiang Ke's soul had left his body.

She watched her body burn to ashes, but she was happy because she had killed many enemies in the process.

Xiang Ke floated in the air, resting her chin on her hand: "Sigh, if my brother knew, he would definitely be angry with me. I don't even dare to see him."

Xiang Chen had several military officers escort her away, but of course she couldn't just leave like that.

As a princess, she receives the bounty of the people and should therefore bear the responsibilities of a princess.

If it costs her life, even if it only kills one intruder, that would be enough.

Xiang Ke sighed maturely and muttered to herself, "I wonder what my elder sister would do if it were her. I'm still not as good as her. Sigh..."

“If my elder sister were still alive, she wouldn’t have done any better than you.” Someone gently hugged her. “Our Yongle killed so many enemies, she was truly amazing.”

Xiang Ke's eyes widened, her small face filled with disbelief.

She slowly raised her head, her voice trembling violently: "...Royal Sister?!"

It wasn't a face she recognized, but she believed it was Princess Yongning.

"It's my royal sister." Ye Wanlan smiled and took her hand. "I'll take you home."

They will eventually be reunited. (End of Chapter)