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Yuwen Yanran slowly began to walk. As she looked at the familiar surroundings of the temple, her mind filled with countless thoughts.

"The world is hard to predict, and the human heart is hard to predict. Who would have thought that the once glorious and renowned Dongfang family would turn out like this? "Who would have thought that the Queen of the East would be burned to death in her palace, out of nowhere. Sigh, the world is unfathomable, and now that I'm back, I must grasp my own fate and avenge myself." Yuwen Yanran murmured softly to herself as she slowly walked through the palace. She looked at the buildings and the decorations, and all of them seemed to be working on her.

"Even if it's so shallow, how can my feelings be so deep?" Yuwen Yanran raised her head towards the sky and gave a loud shout, her expression was desolate. "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

The sky was clear without any wind. The sky was blue like a sapphire, the sky blue as if it was washed clean.

The wind of early autumn was already a bit chilly. Who could live through the spring of autumn in this season of falling leaves?

In the depths of the palace, hidden within were dangers, darkness, battles, and filth that outsiders didn't know of.

In the eyes of outsiders, this was a holy city. After entering, everything would be there. There was no need to worry about it for the rest of your life. Was this the result?

As soon as he entered the palace gates, they were as deep as the sea.

The imperial courtyard was filled with the ugliness of human nature. Although it had a luxurious appearance and an endless splendor, its contents were truly filthy.

There were countless people competing against each other for power, fighting openly and fighting covertly. There were innumerable people who fought openly to defend against the dark arrows, and it was impossible to defend against them.

In the palace compound, what was shown was a human ugliness, a human filth, and endless desires.

The best example was the East, where three generations of loyal, loyal, loyal, loyal people had rendered countless meritorious deeds and helped the young emperor achieve supreme greatness.

But the result? The result was that the whole family was sent to the border, and the Eastern Queen was thrown into a cold palace, where she died in a fire.

Under the erosion of time, everything could be submerged in the river of history. Gradually, the school of the East began to fade out of the people's vision, and slowly, from the people's thoughts, it faded away until it disappeared. Now, no one mentioned the East anymore.

In the second year after Empress Dongfang passed away, the Son of Heaven had issued a decree, bestowing the title of Empress upon Shangguan Bongxue. From then on, he would rule over the harem with motherly grace.

Shangguan Yi had become a noble from then on, with people coming and going day in and day out. He was a noble and had an endless stream of visits.

After Shangguan Tianxue became the empress, he had the power to turn the harem, raise his hand to cover the sky, and the harem had three thousand beauties. No one dared to disobey.

The Eastern family had been loyal and loyal for three generations. They had contributed greatly to the Xuanyuan nation and possessed an illustrious reputation. Even in the end, they still suffered a miserable fate.

The Eastern Queen had grown up together with the Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan Chen Mo. They were childhood friends, and their love was as deep as the sea. Not only that, but he had listened to Shangguan Que Xue's slanderous words and beaten Dongfang Ziqing into the cold palace, resulting in her death.

As soon as he entered the palace, he felt as deep as the sea.

Yuwen Yanran was in the Yi Yuan Palace. She slowly stepped forward and observed her surroundings. She was unable to calm down for a long time.

No matter how strong she was, she was still a woman after all. No matter how strong she was, she needed a shoulder, and when she was helpless, she could lean on it. However, that shoulder of hers from before was so unbearable that it made her like this.

Yuwen Yanran's originally calm heart once again stirred as she muttered to herself in a low voice, "If … If I hadn't fallen in love with Xuanyuan Chen Mo back then, if our Dongfang Family hadn't supported Xuanyuan Chen Mo back then, what kind of situation would this be?"