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Zhi Li and Feng Yan returned to the deep palace, each step carrying an unshakable heaviness. The room's light seemed particularly dim, as if reflecting the despair in her heart.
"What should we do now?" Zhi Li asked softly, feeling an unprecedented sense of confusion about the future.
Feng Yan looked at Zhi Li and said in pain, "Princess, don't be afraid. I was prepared long ago. I have just asked Shue Chen to contact some elders of the Shaman tribe. They may be able to help us."
Zhi Li nodded, but still had doubts in her heart. The Shaman tribe, a tribe she had never seen with her own eyes but had always heard of, could they really change her fate of being sentenced to death?
"Yes, Princess, I have informed the clan and brought the items as instructed by the elders."
On the other side, Shue Chen took out a small box, opened it, and inside was a green jade pendant adorned with various ancient runes, shimmering with a mysterious and enchanting light.
"This was given to me by the elder of the Shaman tribe. They said this jade pendant can bless you, at least giving you a glimmer of hope in that moment," Shue Chen handed the jade pendant to Zhi Li.
Zhi Li took the jade pendant, her palms sweating from nervousness. This was her last hope in life.
Three days later, Zhi Li was escorted by a group of palace guards to the central hall of the palace. The maid Shue Chen followed behind her, her heart aching, with worry and sorrow evident in her eyes.
Zhi Li's small hands were tightly clenched, and a pair of Purple Pupil were filled with imperceptible tears.
In the hall, a large group of ministers had already gathered, their expressions varied - some stern, some with flickering eyes, seemingly evaluating the political impact this public execution would bring.
The emperor sat on the dragon throne with a solemn expression. He stood up, picked up a bottle from the table, and slowly poured a cup of wine. The cup was filled with a clear and transparent liquid - poison.
"Serve the wine," the emperor said coldly, reaching out to hand the jade bottle to a guard.
" Zhi Li, drink this cup of wine, and everything will come to an end," the Emperor's voice sounded so cold.
In Zhi Li's eyes, the reflection of the approaching poisoned wine grew closer, causing her whole body to tremble and rendering her unable to speak. A guard then approached Zhi Li and forcibly poured the poisoned wine into her mouth.
In the hall, a moment of silence.
Zhi Li's face quickly turned pale, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth, and then her body weakly collapsed.
Before long, she lost consciousness. A doctor hurried forward, felt for her breath with his fingers, then turned to report to the emperor, "Your Majesty, the Purple Glass Princess has no breath."
The emperor frowned, said nothing more, just waved his hand and ordered the removal of Zhi Li's body.
Shue Chen Looking at all this, my heart aches, but I can't stop it. Later, Zhi Li was placed in a magnificent coffin, covered with a thin layer of satin, as if she were sleeping, and carried out of the hall.
The coffin was placed in a dark tomb, the only light coming from the candles on the wall, their flames flickering as if trying to break through the heavy darkness.
At that moment, the lid of the coffin was suddenly lifted open slightly. A mysterious yellow light burst out from the coffin, enveloping Zhi Li's body.
Moonlight sprinkled on the jade floor of the palace, giving it a somewhat desolate feel. But tonight, a figure silently crossed the long corridor, heading towards the emperor's bedroom.
The elderly man was the elder of the Shaman tribe, named Kui Xing. His face was lined with wrinkles, but his eyes shone with extraordinary wisdom. His robe billowed around him as if it were a separate entity, always exuding a mysterious and unpredictable aura.
After entering the palace, the emperor immediately greeted me. There was a tense atmosphere in the air.
"Elder of the Shaman tribe Kui Xing, thank you for coming in person," the emperor said solemnly.
Kui Xing smiled and said, "Your Majesty is too modest. It is my honor to contribute to the country."
The emperor then led Kui Xing to the mausoleum of Zhi Li. When he saw Zhi Li, his gaze tightened slightly. She was immersed in a dream, like a blooming flower, exuding a mysterious beauty.
Kui Xing Elder walked to the side of the coffin and carefully observed Zhi Li. "She is indeed an extraordinary child. Such a Purple Pupil is a symbol of innate talent. However, I also sense a strong unease, which is likely a kind of omen."
The Emperor asked anxiously, "Elder Kui Xing, what do you think we should do?"
Kui Xing waved his hand, "For her safety, and for the stability of the kingdom, I suggest bringing her to my tribe. There, she can receive better protection."
The emperor was somewhat shocked, "The Shaman tribe? It is very far from here, can you ensure her safety there?"
Kui Xing said firmly, "Your Majesty, the spiritual energy there is strong, suitable for cultivation, and with the support of the Shaman tribe. We will make proper arrangements for her."
The Emperor finally nodded and agreed to Kui Xing's suggestion.
"Just... with this parting, there will be no chance of meeting again. Your Majesty, are you sure you want to do this?" Kui Xing said.
The emperor looked out the window and said, "Yes, she will only be seen as an outsider if she stays here, and I cannot protect her. We will have to part ways eventually, so it's better to bid farewell now."
"When I took Xuanji from your Shaman tribe back then, now I am returning her child to you. Indeed, what the tribal chief said was right. Xuanji and I thought that love conquers all, but it was against fate. In the end, we couldn't escape this disaster."
The emperor seemed to recall the situation from years ago, unconsciously even omitting the royal "we."
On a dark night, Zhi Li was secretly brought to the Shaman tribe. The Shaman tribe is a world full of spiritual energy, with all sorts of strange flowers, plants, and trees far beyond anything in the mortal realm.
She was placed in a palace.
At the same time, the situation in the palace became increasingly tense. The emperor frowned, holding the latest astrological chart presented by the Minister of Astronomy.
"Your Majesty, disasters continue to occur one after another. What should we do next?" the minister asked nervously.
The emperor's expression was solemn as he replied, "I have already put Purple Glass Princess to death. Disasters are caused by both natural and human factors. I urge all the ministers from various regions to immediately devise feasible plans and provide disaster relief to the people as soon as possible!"
Like this, Zhi Li began her new life in the Shaman tribe, while in the palace, it was still chaotic and unsettled.
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