On August 15, 10th year of Yongning, this day deeply engraved a stroke on the heavy historical title page. The Ning royal family, which had stood at the top of the imperial power for nearly two hundred years, collapsed. The giant dragon entrenched in Yanbei finally opened his sleepy eyes of power and came strong with an irresistible mad domineering attitude.

The Xuanyuan family, who had been in decline for hundreds of years, lived up to the humiliation and blood and tears of sacrifice from generation to generation, once again climbed the Nine-level Pagoda, overlooking the people of the world, and enjoying glory.

Xuanyuan Hongyi, the founding emperor who personally ended the Da'an Dynasty and established the Daxing Empire, will surely flow through the fragrance of all ages and praise the reputation of the eternal generations. However, no one knows what kind of swords and swords are hidden behind this flamboyant glamorousness; he also doesn't know what kind of bitterness, blood, tears, joys and sorrows are buried under a few strokes in history books.

And all the legends originated from August 15, 10th year of Yongning...

This is the Mid-Autumn Festival day for family reunion, but it is also the end of an era and a symbol of the rise of a dynasty.

The night is as deep as water; the wind is as fast as galloping.

The imperial city of the imperial capital was shrouded in a hustle and bustle. The sound of fighting, horse hooves, swords and screams were intertwined, and the rushing fires soared into the sky, tearing the tranquility of the dark curtain. The tension and anxiety in the imperial city spread to the farmers who were hutted hundreds of miles away.

The simple thatched hut seemed particularly unusual on this turbulent night. Two men in black were standing straight in the fenced courtyard, and there were three rows and six rows in front of the hut, eighteen people. They were all messy and their bodies were faintly filled with blood. It was obvious that they had experienced a fierce battle not long ago. Even so, they stood there, as terrifying as a sharp sword that had not been unsheathed, making the courtyard filled with a depressing and murderous aura.

This solemn and murderous aura that was breathless formed a strong contrast with the screams that sounded from time to time in the courtyard, because the sound was so heart-wrenching that made the iron-blooded men outside the courtyard tense one by one.

It was not until the cry that broke through the sky suddenly sounded that the anxiety and anxiety outside the yard dissipated. Twenty men in black seemed to be infected by the softness of the newborn, and almost all withdrew the murderous aura that was emitted, making the surroundings less depressed.

The hut also had a flurry of previous worries, adding a little joy.

"Empress, it's a little princess. Look at how gratifying the little princess looks. Her eyebrows and eyes look very much like you." The woman in a floral dress with a beautiful face was joy and a smile in her clear eyes. She walked to the bed with her newly born child in her arms, lowered her body and handed the newly born child to the young woman on the bed.

The young woman's black hair was dripping like ink, stained with a trace of sweat beads that had not been dried. The face that had not been decorated with powder was as beautiful as a moon plate. Even though it was too pale at this moment, it added a touch of gentleness. The eyes that had been dissipated due to exhaustion instantly condensed, just like the bright moon breaking through the clouds in an instant, so beautiful that people dare not look directly at it. At this moment, the beautiful eyes were stained with the softness and kindness of the mother, and fell softly on the daughter's little face. She stretched out her slender fingertips weakly and gently touched her daughter's red and tender little face. The corners of her lips that had not yet been raised faded again. Even her eyes became dark in an instant, and crystal tears suddenly burst out from her eyes.

No one would have thought that this woman who gave birth to a child in a thatched cottage in the mountains was the "Qingyue Beauty" who was once famous all over the world. This beauty who caused the turmoil of mountains and rivers was also the first wife of Emperor Yongning, Empress Wende Jun.
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