As far as the eye could see, there were endless wails and ruins, pavilions crumbling in smoke, maids fleeing the palace with screams, imperial flags fluttering in the night wind, and the corpses of soldiers covering the entire precinct.

The broken sword and halberd sucked the blood of too innocent people in this solemn night, and the fire in the imperial capital of Xuanfang was soaring, from the noon gate of the imperial palace to the inner gate, the sound of fighting was almost all night, and it was so shocking that people's spines were cold.

A long-planned mutiny came and went in a hurry, and it didn't take long for the rebels to invade the imperial capital of Xuanfang Kingdom, leaving only a few Imperial Forest Army to resist stubbornly, but in the face of a large number of rebels, even the elite with high martial arts could not hold out for long.

On the stargazing platform in the imperial garden of the imperial capital, a broken candle lit the gauze cover, and the dim firelight illuminated the mess and chaos in the imperial capital, and also illuminated Li Yanyan's soot-stained but beautiful side face, which was the kind of gentle beauty exclusive to oriental women.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, please wait with me and leave quickly! the rebels will soon find out here!" a guard with a knife knelt on one knee and begged Li Yanyan to leave.

"Yes, His Royal Highness the Prince doesn't know about the changes in the imperial capital yet, and he needs to rush to the front line as soon as possible to report it, so that he can't let these chaotic ministers and thieves subvert my Xuanfang's society!" The other guard kept pouring blood from the corner of his mouth, which showed that he had suffered a lot of internal injuries.

"No, my father's bones are not cold, I can't leave!" Li Yanyan's beautiful eyes were full of determination, "I am here, the army in the imperial capital still has the belief to resist, if I leave, it is equivalent to abandoning them." ”

"But Your Royal Highness Princess, the other princes have already left, doesn't your stay here mean that you will die?

"You are willing to defend the Xuanfang royal family to the death!"

The words of the two guards were generous and awe-inspiring, and they had decided to leave their lives on this land forever.

Li Yanyan never thought that one day she would be a girl standing between life and death, and her life and the dignity of the royal family were placed at both ends of the scale.

"Brother, Yanyan misses you so much," Li Yanyan's eyes were full of tears, and she looked up at the cold lonely moon in the sky, "But I have to do this, if we can't see each other again, let this ruthless bright moon carry my thoughts to the border, you can definitely hear it, right?"

"If there is an afterlife, Yanyan is still willing to be your sister, but I don't want to be born in this imperial family again. A tear ran across her cheek and fell on the black knife that was leaning on the railing, and the pitch-black blade swallowed the tear in one fell swoop.

Li Yanyan's gaze became sharp and cold, she looked at the palace burning in the fire in the distance, and finally made up her mind.

"Give me the talisman of the Imperial Forest Army!" Li Yanyan clenched his black knife.

"Your Highness, Princess—" The two guards struggled to their feet, their armor clanging.

"Don't come along, you two!"

Li Yanyan had just walked to the edge of the high platform, and then she stopped, her slender hand tightly squeezing the jade tiger-shaped talisman.

"If I die in battle, please give my body to my brother, I don't want to be defiled by those executioners," Li Yanyan looked at the dark night hidden by the mountains, "If I really can't do it, bury my body in the north outside the imperial city, I want to be closer to my brother." ”

"Your Highness Princess!" the guards pleaded as they fell to their knees.

But everything was in vain, Li Yan's cigarette butt walked off the high platform without looking back, the green silk melted into the night, and the stars fell on the top of the mountains.

"The Guard!"

"In!"

"Come with me!"

"Yes!"

A white figure led hundreds of Imperial Guards generously towards death, and none of them retreated.

Half a wisp of tulle embroidered with brocade characters drifted with the north wind to the distant pass, where a young man in a black robe was riding a war horse, leading the black cavalry to tread the wind, with yellow sand in the sky behind him, and the stars were like the sea.