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The old lady who was supporting her suddenly froze. Bloody lights filled the sky from her neck. In the blink of an eye, a living person's head was cut off by a sharp sword.

Blood covered her eyes. Within the blood light, Du Yuqing saw a head rolling towards the foot of the man in the bright yellow dragon robe.

Du Yuqing's gaze slowly shifted upwards as she saw the bloodthirsty Demon Lord give her a gentle smile.

She rolled her eyes and fainted amidst the stench of blood.

Of the four hundred and sixty-two people in the general's residence, only seven survived that morning.

Du Yuqing was one of them.

She had been very lucky from a young age. Whether it was the exam or the competition, whether it was thousands or hundreds of millions of people, she would be able to last until the very end.

If killing someone was considered to be eliminated, then it was obvious that she had advanced yet again.

Du Yuqing detested such vulgar words. Transmigration? She was a member of the research group on space-time molecules. Why did she encounter such a ridiculous situation?

Furthermore, he had travelled to this completely unfamiliar empire.

More tragically, she was identified as the youngest daughter of the General's House, imprisoned by Tyrant.

She missed her mother's braised fish, missed the grass in Mexico, missed the heartless classmates, missed the huge Ferris wheel in Central Park …

This palace was very cold. There were weeds growing in between the bluestones, and although the interior was neat and tidy, there wasn't a hint of humanity in it … It was truly a cold palace.

Du Yuqing, however, was glad to be able to escape from Tyrant's side and be sent to such a quiet and secluded place.

That night, she fainted just in time.

When she woke up, she was immediately thrown into this deserted palace. Beside her were two little Palace Maid and two attendant.

Little Palace Maid and attendant were both young, around 14 or 15 years old. They looked delicate and pretty, which was quite pleasing to the eye.

The guards and maids who could choose to enter the palace were all chosen from a thousand or so people. However, Palace Maid received the most punishment among the four people accompanying her.

In other words, these four people were rather stupid, and their Mind's Eye wasn't flexible enough …

However, for Du Yuqing, it was enough to have someone to keep her company. She needed friends, and she also needed to understand everything here.

From the two little Palace Maid's unrestrained mouths, Du Yuqing had a rough idea of the situation she was in. She was currently the youngest daughter of the General's Estate, and because the General's Estate had betrayed the country and buried one hundred and sixty thousand soldiers of the Emperor's Army alive, she was now one of the seven people who had left the General's Estate in a bloodbath.

It was said that they were waiting for General Su to return, so they left the seven people he loved the most, and luckily, Du Yuqing.

However, the living would not be happier than the dead.

Especially the person that Su Qinghai cared about the most, Du Yuxi would not let him go so easily.

In the majestic and magnificent palace, a group of officials were gathered.

The man on the dragon throne seemed to be a bit tired as he lazily rested his chin on his hand. Looking at his subjects, he opened his mouth slowly and said, "Some people have some complaints about the Bloody Butcher General's manor, Xue Hou, am I right?"

Du Yuxi's glass-like eyes swept across the crowd and landed on the young marquis standing in the first row on the left.

"My lord, this subject believes that the wrongdoers have their own owners. The innocent people in the general's household should not have lost their lives under Su Qinghai's sin." The long-haired young duke didn't conceal his thoughts at all as he spoke bluntly.

When the crowd heard Young Marquis's words, their expressions slightly changed. This time, Long Yan was going to be furious.

"Oh." The handsome man on the dragon throne narrowed his eyes and unexpectedly laughed out loud. His smile was as warm as the April sun, but it still carried the aura of a king. "Xue Hou is indeed kind and compassionate. I wonder what it would be like if I sent you to the West Peak to fight."

"Retreat for a thousand kilometers!" Young Marquis raised his head and looked at the man who was about the same age as him on the dragon throne.

"Good!" "Alright!" Du Yuxi stood up, clapping his hands and smiling. His handsome face was warmed by the bright yellow dragon robe.

Just that, His Highness' officials all knew that they couldn't be bewitched by such a beautiful smile. They seemed like young kings with fearsome and ruthless methods, and they had no choice but to submit to him.

"Xue Hou, listen." Du Yuxi's smile suddenly stopped.

"This official is here." Young Marquis took a step forward, lifted his robe and kneeled on the ground.

"Lead a hundred thousand soldiers, and serve as marshal in three days' time." Slowly walking down the hall, Du Yuxi locked his dark eyes on Young Marquis. It was unknown what he was thinking, "If you can retreat thousands of miles from the enemy, this king will satisfy you no matter what reward you want."

The officials looked at each other again. Su Qinghai had brought two hundred thousand soldiers to the west, but only twenty thousand troops had returned. Although this Young Marquis was cultured and learned, he was already used to food and clothing, so how could he endure this?

Moreover, with only a huge army of 100,000 accompanying them, the Western Barbarians were all formidable. It would probably be difficult for them to obtain victory! This time, Young Marquis was going to suffer a lot. He didn't know if he could save his life or not …

"This subject accepts the decree." Young Marquis smiled and accepted the order.

"That's right, send the daughter of the General's Estate over to Xue Hou's home tonight." Du Yuxi stood in front of Young Marquis and looked at him. A trace of a smile seemed to flash across his eyes. "Xue Hou, enjoy yourself. Don't disappoint This King."