The improved female villains regained their memories.

Her red hair fluttered in the wind, like a blood-red flower. Xu Anyin turned around to look at her.

Flowers bleed, and so does the human heart.

Xu Anlu stared blankly, her arms hanging limply.

She once asked the Grand Tutor, "What is liking?"

The Grand Tutor told her, "Liking is wanting; wanting to be with someone, that's liking."

She thought that she liked the Grand Tutor, and she wanted to be with him.

Xu Anyin, however, did not want it.

"Grand Tutor, my sister doesn't like you."

She spoke in a daze, but her words were drowned out by the crowd.

Ling Yan'er, Xu Anyin, and Yang Pingsheng.

The candied hawthorn in my hand fell to the ground and was crushed by someone.

Her tuft of hair hung down, making her look like a dejected person. She lowered her head, walked to the riverbank, and looked at her reflection in the water.

The version of herself in the story also has long red hair.

"what!!"

She screamed and collapsed to the ground.

Xu Anyin was her own shadow, something she could never escape throughout her life.

The scene shattered, the dream ended, and she returned to her conscious space.

She was the only one in the magnificent, golden hall.

After that dream, she never slept again.

She no longer practices martial arts; she just sits here with her eyes closed.

I closed my eyes, closed my eyes, and sat there for a very long time.

Now, she opened her eyes.

hum-

The entire space of consciousness trembled, as if something had triggered a resonance.

The main hall trembled, like an earthquake, giving people a violent shaking sensation.

After a long time, the earthquake subsided, and everything returned to calm.

A trace of the Great Dao appeared in Xu Anlu's eyes, then disappeared.

Chapter 83 Enduring Humiliation

The Autumn Festival is a grand ceremony held every four years in the Great Yan Dynasty.

The year Xu Anyin ascended the throne happened to be the autumn grand ceremony. Although people were in a state of panic and many changes occurred in the court, it was still the autumn sacrificial ceremony for the new emperor's ascension to the throne. Even if there were complaints in private, they still had to put on a good show.

Xu Anyin's carriage departed from the palace with great fanfare, led by an honor guard and flanked by imperial guards. Shops closed early, and apart from hired crowds watching, most of the common people stayed at home with their doors tightly shut.

The dryness of autumn affected the murderous aura, and horns sounded, echoing throughout Yong'an City, announcing that the emperor in the palace was going on a tour.

"It's really spacious."

Sitting in the bumpy carriage, Yang Pingsheng looked out the window, but there was no crowd as he had expected. The killings Xu An-yin had committed had a huge impact, especially the assassination of the emperor, which had been passed down by word of mouth among the people. The onlookers now were not there out of genuine interest.

"Is this Grand Tutor's first time attending our Autumn Sacrifice Ceremony?"

Xu Anyin sat opposite him, propping his chin up with his hand, and laughed, "For the royal family, the Autumn Sacrifice Ceremony is not held in the city, but in the suburbs. Every time the Autumn Sacrifice Ceremony is held, members of the royal family will compete in horsemanship and archery to demonstrate their martial prowess, and then, under the emperor's leadership, they will ascend the platform to offer sacrifices."

Yang Pingsheng looked at her and sneered, "You probably can't find anyone to fight, can you? Didn't you kill all your brothers and sisters?"

After ascending the throne, Xu Anyin's bloodthirstiness remained undiminished, and he turned his blade on his own brothers and sisters. In just seven days, the royal family suffered heavy casualties, with only the older generation barely surviving.

Xu Anyin was truly insane with killing. First, he killed those who disobeyed him, then he slaughtered powerful families, and then he killed his own brothers and sisters. He left no one alive.

When Yang Pingsheng asked her why she did this, she said:

"For revenge."

Red hair flying high, the emperor's wrath brings rivers of blood.

"I will never forget the faces of those people. I gave up everything and was reborn for revenge!"

Revenge, revenge, and more revenge!

Yang Pingsheng shook his head in disappointment and said, "You still don't understand the way of the king."

To be a king is to govern the country, bring peace to the people, and educate the populace.

Xu Anyin is a qualified avenger, but definitely not a qualified king.

"Come here, Grand Tutor, take a look."

Xu Anyin, who was sitting opposite, stood up, waved his sleeves, and said loudly:

"The people have submitted, my army is invincible, no one dares to defy me, my will is the will of the nation. Those brothers and sisters are nothing but a burden, what difference does it make if they are killed?"

"There cannot be two suns in the sky, nor two rulers in a country. I am the only female emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty, and the eternal female emperor. My ancestors did not possess the talents of immortals, but I do. Only I can lead this country to prosperity and strength!"

“You will never be able to lead this country to prosperity.” Yang Pingsheng shook his head. “You are a tyrant, a thief, a despicable person who steals the throne. Too much rigidity leads to breakage, and you will eventually fail.”

"Hahaha, Grand Tutor, your weakness and incompetence, your ability to only put on a brave front, is quite similar to my old self, hahahahaha!"

She laughed heartily, and the carriage was filled with joyful laughter.

The troops marched to the outskirts of the city and began to set up camp in preparation for a hunt. Xu Anyin changed into military attire, donned armor, and rode a large black horse with a white forehead. He was the first to draw his bow and fire an arrow into the air.

The arrow, imbued with spiritual energy, soared high into the air, shattering a wild goose that flew by.

Pieces of flesh and blood fell to the ground. Xu An'yin raised his arm and shouted, and the Twelve Zodiacs and the Imperial Guards also raised their arms and shouted. Their voices shook the heavens, and the officials in the entourage turned pale and lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at him.

Xu Anyin, riding his horse, asked Yang Pingsheng, who was standing on the ground, "Grand Tutor, what do you think of this arrow?"

Yang Pingsheng replied, "If it's Xiao Lu, you can hit her without using spiritual energy."

"But she can never become an empress! She can never create a new history for the Great Yan Dynasty like I have!!"

Xu Anyin fired a signal arrow and shouted, "The ceremony begins!!"

The horses surged forward, and the Imperial Guards, shouting wildly, charged into the forest with bows and arrows in hand. Just as Yang Pingsheng was about to dodge, a swift figure swept past him and, catching him off guard, grabbed him with one hand.

Yang Pingsheng: "?"

The scene before him was upside down, the wind whistling past his ears. Yang Pingsheng's expression changed, and he demanded, "What are you doing!?"

"Of course, it's to help you stretch your muscles, hahaha, giddy up!"

Xu Anyin laughed loudly, squeezed his legs together, and made the horse go even faster.

Being carried by a thirteen-year-old girl with one hand was somewhat humiliating, but Yang Pingsheng couldn't resist. The ground kept rolling behind him, his heart was pounding, and even his mind went blank.

“yu~”

At the riverbank, Xu Anyin stopped the horse. Yang Ping lay panting on the ground, his stomach churning, and soon vomited.

The system's voice appeared: "Scold her."

Nonsense, even if you don't say it, people will still scold her.

"Are you crazy?!" Yang Pingsheng shakily got up, leaned against a big tree, and started yelling at her, "Why are you acting crazy? If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!?"

He was clearly furious, but he didn't have much strength left, and his voice was weak, sounding like a girl whining.

Xu Anyin smiled at him: "What are you afraid of? Didn't you say that you're working for some so-called humanitarian cause, and that it won't kill you?"

"So this is how you torture me!?"

The system instructed him to explain to Xu Anyin that he had traveled to this world to help her, following a call from humanity. That's why he knew Xu Anyin's purpose and her hidden past. And that's why he wanted to teach her the way of the king, hoping she would change for the better.

Whether Xu Anyin believed him or not, he didn't know. All he knew was that ever since he explained that day, Xu Anyin had started to torture himself in various ways.

She started by saying, "Since humanity requires you to help me, I'll agree to do whatever you want, right?" and made him do different things every day, from doing laundry, cooking, and having dessert with her, to carrying her to court in the morning, warming her bed, and so on, getting more and more outrageous.

Now, she no longer wants Yang Pingsheng to do anything, but rather wants to do something to him, and she doesn't even give him a heads-up before doing it.

That was just now, so it could be one of them.

"Alright, alright, Grand Tutor, calm down." She smiled and stepped forward, patting his back. "How could I dare to torment you? If I torment you to death, who will tell me military strategies and stories? I haven't finished yesterday's story yet, and I'm still counting on you to continue today."

"Heh, you think I'm really happy to listen to you?"

"Then you're not going to talk?"

The system responded with a voice: "Agreed."

Yang Pingsheng closed his eyes, turned his face to the side, and said, "Speak."

"Hahahahahaha!"

The grand palace in the space of consciousness.

Xu Anlu remained seated in the center, eyes closed and motionless.

Five more traces of the Great Dao appeared in her eyes, indicating that she had broken through Xu Anyin's soul blockade and could sense the external movements of her body.

"Grand Tutor".

The faint sound emitted caused a tremor in the space of consciousness.

As she read, tears streamed down her face.

Chapter 84 Those who are virtuous will receive much help.

After the Autumn Festival, the heat in the air gradually turned cold, the river of time flowed slowly, and white snowflakes were ready to fall at any moment.

Although it hadn't snowed yet, the weather was already getting a bit cold. Yang Pingsheng lay on a deck chair in the garden, coughing inexplicably.

He was indeed ill; he would cough every time winter approached, making life difficult for him.

Xiao Hua just stood by and watched coldly. He could only shrink himself down, find a more comfortable position, and look at the sky, watching the clouds drift by.

The blue sky, just as Zhuangzi described, "Is the blue sky its true color? Is it so far away that it has no end?" Through the blue sky, Yang Pingsheng seemed to be able to see another world and feel a long-lost tranquility.