Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

Countless prayers were brought up.

Yet at this time, General Ruan knew that the worst possibility that he had thought had occurred. Instead of him going first, it was his daughter who did.

She's still young. She should have a bright future ahead of hers instead of falling because of a ridiculous reason that put her in danger.

No matter how much General Ruan tried to think about it, he knew very well that it was impossible for his daughter to go against Crown Prince Zhi's decision. He was the one of the highest status aside from the Emperor and sometimes, even the Empress might not be necessarily higher than him.

How could a mere small commander be able to compare?

Should they refuse, they would be labelled as nothing more than traitor and their entire family members would be executed for failing to follow the order.

"Ah… what a rotten world." General Ruan lowered his hand. His eyes were red but no tears came out. He couldn't cry. Not now.

There was no point either.

If crying could ever change what happened in the past, who would not want to cry and try their best to do it as much as possible?

"It should be the black haired who sent the white haired people first…" General Ruan murmured and then looked out.

He never had any good impression of the officials and the Imperial Family. Because during his time when he stayed in the Capital City in the past, he had met with them and saw with his own eyes just what kind of people they were. They were people who cared nothing more than their own profit.

Becoming officials in order to help people?

Ah, what a load of b******.

They were only doing it in order to get more money and power to the point that they would be able to control the court and able to live a lavish life. Comparing them to his father who used to care for the people and live a relatively ordinary life, General Ruan felt that there was simply no comparison. It was really that bad. The Imperial Family only cared about their own lives and the officials only cared about what benefit they could get. Again and again.

Everything just seemed to repeat itself and no improvements had ever been met.

The people who lived near the Capital City was living relatively well but those who lived further were living in barren area. The high tax was making it harder for them to live and what General Ruan could do was to try his best to protect them by killing the bandits around the area. He cared about these people more than those officials from Shi Long Kingdom. And now, they caused his daughter's death. Even if in the eyes of others, this was a worthwhile sacrifice. After all, they felt that the position of Princess Luo was much higher than that of others.

But for General Ruan, it could never be the same.

It could never be the same…

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<Shi Long Kingdom, Imperial Palace>

"Your Highness, it's getting late. You should rest."

The maidservants were all looking at Luo Qing Wei, who was sitting in front of her table, several bamboo scrolls placed in front of her. Ever since returning from the frontline at that time, Luo Qing Wei has been a bit different. She was still kind and willing to help others with her expertise. But she had become much more silent than before as if there was something bothering her in her mind. But Luo Qing Wei didn't speak about it to anyone.

It didn't seem that there was someone whom she could truly trust to pour out her heart and whatever she was feeling.

"I'm fine." Luo Qing Wei showed a smile. Her hand moved to dip more ink to her brush. "I'll finish this one before resting."

"Miss…" the maidservants looked at Luo Qing Wei worriedly and could only sigh.

Luo Qing Wei looked at the bamboo scrolls in front of her and silently continued to write. When she saw the deaths of those soldiers back then, she felt sad and tried her best to help because she didn't want to see them dying. There were so many people and Luo Qing Wie couldn't help anyone. She knew that.

And what she could do was to do her best. But when she saw Lan Zhi Wu died in front of her, she realized that her ability was far from allowing her to do anything she wanted. He died in front of her and there was nothing that she could do to help him. That made Luo Qing Wei felt really painful in her heart, so much that she didn't know what she was supposed to do anymore. People will die eventually.

It was a fact that many people knew. But how many of them thought about it, about what they wanted to accomplish before their death?

They would always have the notion that death was still far away from them. Only those who had been sentenced to death because of some incurable illness would start to think about their own lives. And at this time, Luo Qing Wei was thinking about it.

Seeing someone she knew and close with dying in front of her gave her a shock. And at this time, what she wanted was to leave her name. Leave her name in the history.

Not only for a momentary moment when she live but also after she had died. Because there were many things in her head that could help people, but she might not be able to use all of them in her entire life.

"I hope many people will be saved with the medical knowledge here," Luo Qing Wei murmured.

As a doctor, her knowledge was vast.

So Luo Qing Wei wanted to leave these methods and let many people be saved. She didn't want to see another person whom she was close with to die in front of her.