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Gazing at Niuniu seated on the throne with a smile on her face, yet with a raging battle spirit flickering in her eyes, and then looking at Young Master Wuxin and Nan Tianzong, who stood on either side of her, she couldn't help but chuckle!
The laughter was filled with a sense of desolation.
Finally...
She could begin her journey home.
That small village at the foot of the mountain, that was their home, her's and his, their roots!
Falling leaves return to their roots!
An unassuming life, that was the ultimate pursuit of her, Liu Sisi, in this lifetime.
But before her entourage could depart, the Great Zhao sent over earth-shattering news.
A messenger came with a look of terror: "Princess, Princess! Disaster has struck! Princess, His Majesty has passed away!"
His Majesty has passed away?
Her Father Emperor... Would she truly never see him for one last time?