Perhaps it was because when he was born, the Ning Dynasty was in turmoil, with various foreign tribes both inside and outside the country eyeing him covetously, all wanting to seize the Divine Continent for themselves.

Hejia was a born pessimist, and ever since Hesui became pregnant again, he had felt a vague unease.

Sure enough, while his father was away from the capital, the enemy hidden in the shadows appeared.

The old emperor had too many sons, which intensified the struggle for the throne.

It's impossible to say that your family won't suffer the consequences; not only will they suffer, but they must be wiped out completely.

Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates.

This principle applies not only to the ironclad rules of the martial arts world, but also to the imperial court.

At the time, five-year-old Hejia did not understand why his father's other brothers wanted to kill him and his mother.

Although He Sui knew this day would come sooner or later, she didn't expect it to come so quickly and so coincidentally, right at the most crucial moment of her pregnancy.

The smell of blood disturbed the fetus, and He Sui suffered a difficult childbirth.

Before Xiang Heng left, he left behind many people, who were all extremely anxious. They were unable to transport He Sui out safely and could only ask her to do her best.

As long as the baby is born, both mother and child will be safe.

However, fate is always cruel and merciless, and it likes to shatter beautiful things for people to see.

When He Sui gave birth to a girl, she was already on her deathbed, and there were very few people still alive in the Prince An's mansion.

Everyone else died protecting He Sui and He Jia.

It's a ridiculous thing.

The soldiers who fought for the royal family did not die on the battlefield, but died in the infighting among their own people.

"Your Highness!" Xiang Heng's remaining lieutenant was now all but one, his face covered in blood. "You should leave with the two young princes. I will take this place."

However, even the deputy himself didn't have confidence in saying this. There were at least tens of thousands of enemies surrounding the Prince An's mansion, and he and the few remaining guards could hardly protect He Sui, He Jia, their newborn daughter, and their mother.

The enemy's target is also He Sui and his two companions, and it's extremely difficult for him to get them out.

How could He Sui not know this principle?

She had just given birth and was extremely weak, suffering from both qi and blood deficiency. With the help of her maid, she barely managed to get out of bed.

But He Sui fumbled and took out a jade bottle from the dressing table. She stared at the jade bottle for a moment, then poured out a pill.

Upon seeing the jade bottle, the lieutenant was stunned for a moment, then, as if realizing something, turned pale with horror: "Your Highness, you mustn't!"

His words came too late; He Sui had already put the pill in his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, as if a miracle had occurred, the blood and energy in He Sui's body began to recover!

In just a few seconds, He Sui was walking like a healthy, normal person.

A few seconds later, a powerful aura erupted from her body, which shocked even the lieutenant, causing him to take a step back.

Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill!
This is something that Taiyi Palace has listed as a prohibited drug!
The Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill can restore a severely injured and dying person to greater strength, but the strength can only be maintained for the duration of an incense stick burning.

When the time came, the medicine wore off, and the person died.

Even if the Old Man of Medicine Valley came and had the Needle of Life and Death, he would be powerless to save the day after the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill was taken.

The lieutenant's heart sank instantly; tears mingled with blood streamed down his face, and he choked out, "Your Highness..."

He knew how deep the bond was between Xiang Heng and He Sui, and that if He Sui died, it would be an extremely heavy blow to Xiang Heng.

But he also knew that the reason He Sui took the Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill was because she wanted to protect her children.

Women are not weak; they are even stronger when they become mothers.

The lieutenant was speechless; his heart felt as if it had been torn apart, leaving an empty, aching pain.

"I need to speak with Jia'er for a few moments," He Sui said calmly, seemingly unaware of her impending death. "I'll be there in a bit."

She bent down, picked up the newborn baby girl, found Hejia, and wrapped the swaddle around him.

Hejia realized something was wrong: "Mother?" "Jia'er, this is your younger sister. Your father and I have already chosen a name for her." He Sui said gently, "Her name is Xiang Lan, Lan as in turning the tide."

The child's name embodies the parents' hopes, and Xiang Heng did not know at the time whether the unborn baby would be a boy or a girl.

But regardless of gender, the name should be "Lan".

He hoped that one day, perhaps this child could save China from its decline.

"Take your sister and leave this place." He Sui's voice suddenly turned stern. "Swear to me with your life that you will protect her. You must survive! You must live to see your father!"

He Sui had never been so strict with him before, so He Jia could only swear, "Then Mother Consort..."

He Sui picked up a rusty spear, his voice ethereal: "Me? I'll be fine."

Historical records state that He Sui died in childbirth, but this is not actually the case.

She was also born into a family of military generals. Although she was in poor health and could not go to the battlefield with her father and brothers, she learned martial arts from a young age.

Perhaps it was because she had lived in seclusion for so long that everyone had forgotten that she was once a formidable female general wielding a long spear.

When the princes saw He Sui dressed in armor, they were all stunned.

But as shocked as they were, the killing still had to continue.

"Sister-in-law, don't waste your energy." A prince said with a smile, "You alone cannot resist us. You and your child will die."

"Run!" He Sui shouted sharply, "Run! Escape! Don't stop, don't look back!"

Hejia finally turned around.

“You can do it, Jia’er.” He Sui’s voice came from behind. “You are your father’s son, the future of the Xiang royal family.”

As expected, Hejia neither stopped nor looked back.

Even though he knew that by leaving, he would never see He Sui again in this lifetime.

Because, Tsuru-sui died.

With the infant in her arms, Hejia fled under the cover of the remaining guards of the Prince An's mansion until she successfully escaped the imperial city.

Everyone else was dead except him.

Hejia's face was a little wet, and he raised his hand to touch it.

Is it rain or tears?

he does not know.

All he knew was that from this day forward, many things would be irreversible.

He will inevitably embark on a path filled with killing, death, and bloodshed; he will kill many people, just to protect his loved ones.

From then on, his heart would be as hard as iron, impervious to swords and spears.

Hejia's expression gradually turned cold until a sound startled him awake.

The baby in the swaddling clothes blinked its big eyes and looked at him curiously.

She didn't cry; her eyes held a deep calm.

Hejia was suddenly startled.

Yes, he also has a younger sister.

He is not alone.

Hejia carefully pulled open the swaddling clothes, and the baby saw him and reached out his little hand to him.

He grasped it.

“I am your brother, my name is Hejia.” Hejia patted her head with his other free hand. “Remember, your name is Xiang Lan.”

The Xiang clan of the imperial family, the Lan clan of turning the tide. (End of Chapter)

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