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Chapter 311 Emperor Yongshun, Princess Yongle [1 update]

If he could exchange his life for the safety of the people in a city, then what would it matter if he died a thousand times?
Xiang Chen suddenly recalled what his sister had said -

"If a king cannot protect his people, he deserves the title."

As a king, you should benefit all people.

Be a king and benefit the world.

This is what a king should do.

Xiang Chen suddenly drew his sword, which shocked the few remaining old ministers, and they chased out one after another.

"His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty is worth a ton of gold, a true dragon emperor, you must not despise your life because of what they say!"

"In the face of death, all beings are equal. How can I be called the Son of Heaven?" Xiang Chen said calmly. "In the past, my sister dragged her weak body to personally taste the medicine and save the people of the world from danger. What is my life worth?"

These words shocked several old ministers who had chased out.

Xiang Chen brought up Princess Yongning, and the old ministers fell silent.

"If my sister was still here, I wouldn't be worthy of sitting in this position." Xiang Chen walked towards the highest tower step by step. "My aunt pushed me up here. How can I let them down?"

"His Majesty!"

The old officials are still chasing after him, trying to stop him, but they don’t know how.

Ye Wanlan slowly closed his eyes and clenched his fingers into fists.

How do history books record it?

——Emperor Yongshun hanged himself to protect the people.

These nine short words shocked her more than just the moment she saw them.

Xiang Chen and Princess Yongle are the two youngest children of their generation.

When the two were born, Emperor Ning Zhaozong had already ended the chaos in the world and unified China again. From childhood to adulthood, neither of them had ever suffered any grievances.

According to the normal development trajectory, they should have lived a carefree and smooth life.

Why endure such pain?

The tall buildings were also littered with corpses, and some of the blood had not yet dried, indicating that this brutal battle had taken place not long ago.

"I remember that my father always liked to stand here and look out over the entire Fengyuan City." Xiang Chen suddenly said, "He would also tell my sister that this is your world from now on, and you must protect everyone on this land."

At this moment, Ye Wanlan was standing behind him, listening quietly to him talking to himself.

She knew what was going to happen next, but she couldn't stop it.

"Royal sister, if you were here, you would definitely come up with a better solution." Xiang Chen murmured, "Once my aunt left, I really don't know what to do."

Ye Wanlan whispered: "Xiaochen..."

She is six years older than Xiang Chen and has always taken care of them.

Xiang Chen’s talent is not bad, but he is more playful.

But after he sat on the throne, he never neglected governing the country.

Xiang Chen used the knife to cut off his imperial robe, then bit his fingertips and began to write on it.

After writing the last word, he stood up again, took a last look at the country from above, and decisively slashed his neck with the knife.

Blood gushed out and pain exploded.

But he didn't realize to think any more, he just sighed softly and disappeared in the wind.

I just don’t know where China will be after he leaves.

But as long as the people are safe, he has no regrets.

According to historical records, in 1723 of the Shenzhou calendar, the 16-year-old Emperor Yongshun committed suicide in Gaoloubu, north of Fengyuan City. Before his death, he wrote on his yellow robe: "I have no face to face my ancestors. With my dead body, in exchange for my people, I will not defeat the pride of the Xiang family. While I am alive, I will carry on the will of Emperor Zhaozong, and the emperor will guard the national gate. When I am gone, I will not let down the legacy of Emperor Taizu. The king dies for the country. The sun and the moon are above, shining forever on Shenzhou."

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be quiet, with only the sound of the wind whistling in the ears.

Ye Wanlan didn’t know how she squatted down. She only remembered that there was a splash of blood in front of her eyes, dyeing her vision red.

There is no other color except blood red.

There was another complete body on the ground, and another of her relatives was gone.

Her brother, whom she had loved since childhood, was sixteen years old and should have been shining brightly, but now he is sleeping forever on this blood-stained land.

And she stood there, unable even to collect his body.

Does it hurt?

Ye Wanlan thought, it must be very painful.

She is a doctor and of course she knows how painful it is to commit suicide.

Isn’t Xiang Chen afraid of pain?
I'm also afraid.

But he still did it so neatly.

"His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

Several old ministers stood there, tears streaming down their faces.

They were veterans of two dynasties and had followed Emperor Ning Zhaozong to recover the country and fight wars in the south and the north.

They watched Princess Yongning grow up and accompanied Emperor Yongshun to the throne. It goes without saying how deep their relationship was.

"Your Majesty is gone, how dare I live alone." An old minister also picked up the weapons scattered on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, please walk slowly on the road to the underworld. I will come right away!"

"Thorn-"

The sound of flesh being cut came one after another, and there was blood everywhere.

The wind was getting louder, and more people died. It was impossible for the enemy to hear this.

"Sir, Emperor Yongshun has committed suicide." A young general said respectfully, "Should we chop his body into pieces and feed it to the dogs?"

"Committed suicide?" The tall man frowned and sneered, "Yes, these Xiang royal family members are more courageous than each other, which makes this general look at them with new eyes."

The King of Yan fought to the death, and the King of Chu fought desperately.

Princess Jing'an changed into red clothes and Emperor Yongshun committed suicide for his country.

This seemed extremely incredible to them.

Shouldn't these people in high positions of power be more afraid of death?
If you join them, you can save your life and even gain more powerful power than before.

But if you lose your life, you lose everything.

"Sir, that little emperor is also stupid. Why does he think that we will really spare the lives of the people after he commits suicide?" The young general smiled coldly, "We should kill all the people in the city so that he can't rest in peace even after his death!"

"No." The tall man waved his hand. "I have already said this before. It is like a vow. If you make a vow and don't fulfill it in Shenzhou, you will be punished by heaven."

"Sir, I remembered it wrongly. In addition to Emperor Yongshun, there is also Princess Yongle." The young general suddenly beamed with joy, "A little girl who is only twelve years old must be even more afraid!"

"Oh?" The tall man raised his eyebrows. "There is another member of the Xiang royal family? Let's go and take a look."

Ye Wanlan’s expression turned cold.

The murderous intent that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly surged up at this moment, almost swallowing up all her sanity.

She let out a breath slowly, followed these people forward, and came to Yongle Palace.

This is the Yongle Palace from three hundred years ago, magnificent and gorgeous.

Three hundred years later, the Yongle Palace was a scorched earth. Even though people in later generations had been repairing it, it was difficult to restore its former prosperity.

When Ye Wanlan stepped into Yongle Palace, the palace was very quiet.

All the palace servants were dismissed, leaving only a small figure standing in the center of the hall holding a piece of clothing.

This is the twelve-year-old Princess Yongle.

When she left, Princess Yongle was still a six-year-old child.

"Little princess, your brother and aunt are both dead, what do you think?" The tall man touched his chin, "You are pretty, do you want to kneel down and beg me? If I am happy, I might let you go, and even let you meet our prince, so that the bloodline of your Xiang royal family will not be cut off."

Princess Yongle said nothing, but just stood there quietly.

Even at this moment, her heart was very uneasy.

If Princess Yongning were here, what would she do when faced with such a scene?

she does not know.

When she was born, the Ning Dynasty was at its heyday. There was Emperor Qianhe above her, King Chu below her, Princess Jing'an in front of her, and Princess Yongning behind her. She was born to enjoy life, so she was given the title "Yongle".

She grew up being spoiled and she doesn't know anything.

But she is the princess of Daning and a citizen of Shenzhou.

She is from the royal family of Xiang and a member of the Xiang family.

She has a backbone and pride.

Can't be bent or broken.

Princess Yongle didn't say anything, but Ye Wanlan could tell what she was thinking.

"Yongle..." Ye Wanlan whispered, "You did very well, much better than I thought. I am proud of you."

She suddenly remembered something that happened a long time ago.

After she finished her homework, Yongle came to find her, and the two of them went fishing and reading together by the river.

This scene happened to be seen by Emperor Ning Zhaozong, who clapped his hands and laughed: "Hahahaha, my Great Ning has Yongning and Yongle, it will surely last forever!"

But Yongning will never be peaceful, and Yongle will never be happy.

Yongning died young and Yongle committed suicide by burning himself.

She is proud of Yongle.

But I also feel sad.

How can you not feel distressed?
Burned to death, with no remains left, Ye Wanlan could not imagine what the pain was like.

And Yongle was only twelve years old.

At this age now, he is still a junior high school student.

When she left, Yongle was only five years old and would hug her legs and call her "Imperial Sister".

At that time, who would have thought that six years later, Daning would be destroyed and everything would be difficult to trace back.

As if she had made up her mind, Princess Yongle raised her head and looked at the tall man with fearlessness in her eyes. She smiled slightly and said, "Okay."

She didn't leave because she had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

The scornful smile had not yet disappeared from the tall man's face, and the next moment, the fire had engulfed him.

Flames shot up from the Yongle Palace into the sky, as if they were going to flood the entire world and set heaven and earth on fire.

The fire was set so quickly and efficiently that the enemy was caught off guard and didn't even have time to escape. They were all killed by the fire and were burned to charcoal.

In 1723 of the Shenzhou calendar, Princess Yongle committed suicide by burning herself in Yongle Palace at the age of 12.

At this point, the Xiang royal family was extinct, and the Ning Dynasty, which had ruled China for 384 years, was destroyed.

The picture disappeared, the light dimmed, and a sound was heard.

"Miss Ye?!"

"Xiaowan?"

Countless voices circled in his ears, Ye Wanlan’s eyes darkened and he knew nothing.

Good morning in the new week~~
The history of the Xiang royal family is about to be completed. We are still missing the King of Chu, Princess Jing'an, the King of Qin and the King of Xiaoyao~~