Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

The soldiers were working one after another.

And Nan Hua?

She stood firmly at the edge of the forest, killing anyone who managed to breach the defense formed by these people easily.

Slash! Slash!

Blood splattered as Nan Hua nimbly moved around the small battlefield. There were not many areas that she had to cover and her legs barely touched the ground as she kept on moving.

Her battle awareness allowed her to know which area that required her help almost immediately.

Swish!

"…Is he human?"

Inside the forest, the Imperial Guards were looking at the small figure fleeing here and there with dumbfounded expression. They were prepared to fight until their bitter end. But before they could even show their capabilities, the opponents had already dropped dead to the ground.

Was this person really a youth?

They felt as if they were watching one of the general who fought at the frontline clashed against those small fries.

"Great General Nan… is favored by the Heaven."

The others were silent for a moment before nodding in agreement.

Aside from agreeing, what else could they say? Nan Luo had already started to show his capability in the battlefield. Many people were saying that in a few years, he might be even better than many other young commanders who had made their name earlier than him.

And now, his adjutant was even scarier.

This speed had long far surpassed the limit of what they knew.

Well, some generals would be able to follow this speed and also some veterans. But they certainly had many difficulties.

Swish! Slash!

Time ticked and the battle continued.

In each and every area, the battles were raging. The time needed for the ceremony was not short and they had to make sure that no one managed to bypass the defense.

Nan Hua swiftly killed the next person.

She left one or few who were too far to be dealt by the Imperial Guard since it would be too taxing for her to overexert herself.

There were still other people here.

War was not played by one person but by armies.

The soldiers worked together in order to be able to achieve victory.

Slash!

Nan Hua suddenly stopped and stood still on her place when she heard the faint gong sound from the palace. Sweat trickled down from her forehead.

Maintaining that insane speed and concentration for a long period of time was naturally very taxing.

'It's over now.'

Once the ceremony was over, it meant that Emperor Yang Zhou had fully completed his inauguration.

From this day onwards, the highest power is in Emperor Yang Zhou's hand.

Empress Dowager Mei had to hand over all of the power she had, not that she had any since Emperor Yang Zhou had started to take it from her little by little.

'Prime Minister Bei, Lei Family, Qu Family, and… Nan Family.'

All of them would face their end soon.

Nan Hua knew that any of them except for the first one would have been dealt a long time ago if not because of Long Qian Xing's concern. Even in the original story, they were left at the very last. It was unknown whether he asked it because he had some other reason or because he felt that it was unnecessary to deal with them so quickly.

Was he worried about her reputation?

Or was he worried about her feelings?

Nan Hua didn't know, and she had no intention of asking it direction to the person in question. All that she knew was that they were purposely left aside while their power was actually had been taken little by little.

"Nan! Watch out!"

Swish!

The man who was about to attack the somewhat silent youth couldn't notice anything. He felt that the entire world in front of him turned black suddenly before his body fell down to the ground with a thud.

Nan Hua stood firmly on her position and glanced at the fallen assassin and lightly moved her gaze away. Those trying to sneak attack on her would be doomed to die. She had never lowered her guard.

Because she understood that the moment she did, she would be vulnerable.

"His Majesty had already finished his inauguration. The reinforcement will come soon," Nan Hua said slowly.

The soldiers around her were stunned when they heard her voice. Then their body felt renewed vigor. After several incense sticks of time (they didn't know the exact time), it was now finally time for them to enjoy the taste of victory.

The opponents were stunned and looked at the soldiers in disbelief.

"NO WAY?"

"How could it be?"

The gong's sound might be loud, but the sound of battle here was equally loud. It was only because Nan Hua had better sense of hearing that she managed to hear it. She looked at the assassin, too lazy to explain anything.

Her body nimbly moved once again, killing the assassin that managed to breach the line.

Slash!

Drap! Drap! Drap!

As the sound of heavy armored soldiers coming, the people who made ruckuses were silent. They knew that it was failure and without any other objection, they run away. It seemed that they had tacit understanding to simply escape once things went wrong.

Nan Hua looked in their direction and then turned around.

it was not her problem if these rioters wanted to escape or anything. If they wanted to settle the problem, it would be better to leave it for the soldiers to handle. Her task is done here.

Swish!

It didn't take long for Nan Hua to reach the palace gate once more. Blood still soaked the edge of her robe, but she didn't care about it. It would be stranger if she had no blood in her body considering that she had used sword to kill those people.

'Grandfather should finish soon.'

With that in thought, Nan Hua leaned on the wall once more.

This time, none of the soldiers nearby dared to get close. They had the feeling that if they dared to cross this youth in front of them, it would mean their death.

…

<Inside the palace>

Emperor Yang Zhou gave his first order towards the officials. He refused to make title for himself for now. The time for him to make his title would be when he finally conquered the other kingdoms.

The officials couldn't do anything to persuade him.

"Prime Minister Lan, Zhen* ordered you to kill those people who dared to step on this land and cause chaos."

"This subject obeys!" Prime Minister Lan's eyes were burned with raging fire. He wanted to make sure that everyone who dared to go against Emperor Yang Zhou to die a miserable death!

None will be spared.

Under his lead, many officials walked out in order to deal with the chaos that had been occurring outside the Capital City. Some areas were in severe condition while the others were in better condition.

Emperor Yang Zhou looked at Old Master Nan. "Great General Nan, will you return to the battlefield?"

"Your Majesty, this subject is already old and would like to spend more time with my granddaughter." Old Master Nan cupped his fist. "I didn't have much time to spend with my granddaughter."

Didn't have much time?

The others were speechless.

Who didn't know that Nan Hua spent four years with her grandfather and only stayed in Nan Shu Cheng's Residence for 3 months before she was taken away by Old Master Nan?

But of course, none of the officials dared to speak up their real thoughts.

They felt that they didn't want Old Master Nan to point his sword towards them. They hadn't lived long enough.

Emperor Yang Zhou chuckled. "In that case, Zhen will allow you to stay with your granddaughter."

"This subject thanks Your Majesty."

"Before you leave, Zhen would like to have a talk with you." Emperor Yang Zhou waved his hand. "The others leave."

Everyone looked at each other before obediently waited outside the main hall. Some of the officials were looking at the smoke from a distance and felt a bit complicated. If those people managed to breach the defense, they might not have such a peaceful inauguration.

"Prime Minister Bei, what's your thought about this?" one of the official beside Prime Minister Bei asked in soft voice.

"My thoughts?" Prime Minister Bei arched his eyebrows. He stroked his beard while looking into the distance, no one could know what was inside his mind.

The other officials around them were also waiting patiently. Just when they thought that Prime Minister Bei wouldn't' answer them, they heard his words.

"This is good."

Good?

Everyone turned to look at each other, not understanding what it meant at all. Why did they feel that Prime Minister Bei was so calm even though he lost?

They felt that the mind of someone as great as Prime Minister Bei was really not one they could understand easily.

At the back, Song Chuan glanced at Prime Minister Bei once before lowering his head.