After being sent flying, the Beiqi Emperor stabilized himself in an extremely pathetic manner. Just as he raised his head and was about to scold whoever hit him, he was so shocked at what he saw that nothing came out of his mouth.
By the red castle walls, with peach blossom petals fluttering in the air, an alluring beauty stood with her hands casually by her side. Her white dress was swaying in the wind like a white plum in the dead of winter, tender and beautiful. With the peach blossoms around, she looked like a flower fairy who had just walked out of a painting.
Such stunning beauty! If he could have her, he would have no regrets for the rest of his life.
Feng Tianlan raised her head and said coldly, "What's the matter, Beiqi Emperor? What made you lower yourself to fight with my people?"