The improved female villains regained their memories.

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"You little brats, you've thrown cow dung into my house again! You're asking for it!"

"Hahahaha, Liu Laosan is sleeping with the widow again!"

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll break your legs!"

The man ran out angrily, and the children scattered laughing. He was about to grab a few and spank them when he looked up and saw the emperor and his entourage standing at the alley entrance. He was so frightened that he knelt down with a thud.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Su Murong chuckled, shook his head, waved his hand, and turned to leave with his men.

After taking a few steps, she suddenly stopped, turned around, and walked back.

The guy named Liu Laosan went back again. Su Murong slipped to the bedside and shouted in a high-pitched voice, "Help! In broad daylight, someone is sleeping with a widow here."

The room immediately erupted in chaos. The officials behind him exchanged bewildered glances. Su Murong threw his head back, laughed loudly, and strode away.

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The emperor returned, and that very evening, the city lord hosted a banquet throughout Liuyun City.

As the city lord, he also thoughtfully found those kids who had followed Su Murong back then. Over the years, those kids who survived had long since started their own families and become elderly.

Knowing that Su Murong cherished the past, the city lord of Liuyun City specially arranged for them to sit with him at the banquet.

Su Murong was very happy. During the dinner, she tried to chat with them as she used to, drinking and bragging as she used to, but she soon realized that she could no longer go back to the way things were before.

Although these people were still the same as before, their eyes now held more fear and greed, and their expressions had become more ingratiating.

In this world, people truly cannot escape the pursuit of self-interest.

Su Murong sighed helplessly. She knew that the city lord must have promised them benefits, but she never expected that even old friends would change so much when it came to benefits.

She turned to one of them and asked, "How have the villagers been doing these past few years?"

The man quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "Thanks to Your Majesty's blessings, the living standards of our fellow villagers have been rising higher and higher over the years. For us, it's no problem to eat meat from time to time."

Okay, okay.

That's good.

Su Murong looked up, not at the adults, but at the children wolfing down their food, and smiled helplessly.

The silver moon in the sky is like water, unchanged since time immemorial.

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She rose from her seat of honor and raised her glass.

Everyone fell silent and stared at her.

"Back then, when the barbarians invaded, I personally led my troops to fight them. When I returned to the capital, I held a banquet here. At that time, I, Su Murong, announced to everyone that I had built this house under heaven."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the officials and then over the general public.

"Now I've returned here again. Considering the length of my life, I estimate this is the last time I'll come back here."

"I'm about to die."

"But don't worry, weary souls are like migratory birds that have lost their flight; they will eventually find peace in their homeland."

She raised her wine glass high, facing the bright moon and the heavens.

"It's okay if I die, but what will happen to the house I leave behind?"

"Heavens! You are so vast! Tell me, who will protect this house that has been so painstakingly built?"

"O Earth, you are so deep, tell me, who will protect this house that was so hard to build?"

"The wind blows again and again, and I have returned to my hometown, but my problem remains unsolved. Please answer me, who can protect this house that I have worked so hard to build?"

"Please answer me!"

She spoke loudly, and then drank it all in one gulp.

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Suddenly, many thoughts came to mind: the collapse of the Yan royal family, the chaos of the barbarian invasions to the south, and the restless demon race in the south...

The house she built with all her might turned out to be unsafe.

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The campfire was burning brightly.

The crowd sang and danced around the bonfire, and she rushed into the crowd, joining in the singing and dancing.

The ancient song of Liuyun City echoed across the sky, carrying with it endless desolation amidst the swirling snow.

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that year.

His mentor stood on the city wall, while outside, yellow sand swirled like a massive army attacking. His mentor, like a towering mountain, stood firmly there, even though he was covered in scars.

The still bewildered girl stood beside him, the wind blowing her gray hair. In that instant, she seemed to become just like Gui Jianchou, equally resolute and unyielding.

Yes, there's no question of whether it's worth it or not. You might think it's not worth it, but that's because you don't understand my aspirations.

To create a popular talisman and completely shatter the immortals' blockade—what immense power and courage it would take to accomplish this! I lack talent and intelligence, but even so, my unwavering will will help me overcome all suffering.

I can tolerate this!

I endure the separation from my lover, the departure of my loved ones, and the loss of my dignity. You laugh at me, scold me, and mock me, it doesn't matter, I don't care.

I endure all of this so that I may do something greater!

Therefore, the girl became indifferent to everything—to dignity and reputation.

Fight the sorcerer, defeat the immortals, use the demon race, and pacify the world.

Where there are people, there is vitality; as long as there is vitality, Su Murong is invincible.

But now, she is old, and wherever there are people, there are schemes and plots that she can no longer suppress, and undercurrents that are difficult to see.

These are all problems that she can no longer solve.

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Fireworks exploded in the sky.

Su Murong looked at the boundless night sky and stretched out his hand.

What a nice house!

Unfortunately, she couldn't find anyone to watch over her.

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Snowstorm, campfire.

She sang and danced, looking somewhat exhausted.

If I were to die here, it would be a glorious return to my hometown.

Her life's glory can be seen as a sublimation of this, becoming one with her hometown.

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In a daze, she saw another version of herself from her younger days, standing there somewhat stunned.

The noise subsided, and the entire city became a ghost town.

The two Su Murongs looked at each other.

She blinked, taking it only as a death phantom.

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Hello, my other self.

You look so young! How old was I when I was like this?

Forget it, I can't be bothered with it anymore. I'm about to die. Are you like me right now, working hard to build a big house?

Then keep it up!

I've already built it, but it's sad that no one is there to help me guard it. It seems like you still have a long way to go.

It's alright, let's take it slow. Young me, believe in yourself. You are very powerful. What barbarians, what demons, what famous ministers and righteous men? None of them are your match.

It's not because you're shameless, but because you represent the world.

So, no need to be confused or hesitant, young me, let's boldly move forward!

I will wait for you at the end of this road. Your glory will hang high in the sky like the moon, and your name will be remembered for generations.

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Su Murong gradually felt that the world was spinning.

Everything felt so light.

She thought she could still hear her mother's voice; she was pushing open the door, calling her to come home for dinner.

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"Xiao Rong!"

"mother!"

Su Murong's eyes widened, and she ran over happily.

She grabbed Su Rouxue's hand and said excitedly, "Mom, do you know what? I'm amazing! I built a really big house."