"My lord!!"
Dorgon stuck her spear into the ground, falling to a knee. The woman vomited blood, her expression pale. The cool and collected girl no longer had the lofty bearing of the head of the Qianlong Eight Banners. Her gaze was placed on her monarch's body.
The woman's eyes were full of endless sorrow. After her desolate cry, she toppled onto the ground.
A Crimson Star fell, burying this Divine Phoenix Realm great general.
Having spent a lifeti pondering how to get through a world of worry, she wanted to compose a poem at this mont. The disaster of a dead nation made her suffering reach its peak. Back then, Li Yu left behind Yu iren's most perfect song. Now, she also wanted leave her na behind. But she suddenly found that no poem from the past matched this critical juncture. She was unexpectedly unable to think of a single character.
Heavenly Jin Star "Imperial Family's Heavenly General" Dorgon, Heavenly Liang Star "Bordered Yellow Governor General" Nian Gengyao, Heavenly Fu Star "Plain Red General" Hong Chengchou, and the other Eight Banners officers Starfell in succession.
In a daze, Hongli suddenly recalled that Dorgon was always making her train Purple Rose Qi to prepare for future contributions. If she had listened to Dorgon's words back then, perhaps she would not have fallen to such a state.
"I hate you!!"
Hongli stared at the girl in the middle, spitting out three words filled with resentnt.
"You are right to hate."
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