Several months later, the turmoil in Sangyu Country settled, and the new emperor ascended to the throne, announcing his reign to the world.
In the afternoon, outside the city.
In the lush woods, two figures walked side by side, one being Ning Daoran, the other being Lin Guo, who had just been released.
At this moment, the once glorious Lin Wuxian seemed extremely serene.
Ning Daoran took her to many places, the newly reconstructed Martial Temple, the streets and alleys within the capital city, the villages outside the city, watching farmers sow and fishermen cast nets, all just to calm her mental state.
"How about now, do you still think about dying for the Chen Dynasty?" Ning Daoran asked.
"..."
Lin Guo was somewhat lost in thought, and after a while, she softly said, "Fellow Daoist Ning, thank you."
