This was the first time everyone had experienced up close what it meant to be an insignificant ant under an emperor, with millions of corpses laid out when the emperor was angry.
After the death of the Princess, the Emperor decreed the construction of a tomb to bury the Princess and Prince together.
On the day of the funeral, there were no relatives to carry the coffin, no family members to wear mourning clothes and scatter joss paper, but it was not lonely at all.
Everyone in Swallow City came to see them off, crying with red eyes, bidding farewell to their great hero.
In the crowd, a young girl in plain clothes holding a sugar-coated hawthorn gazed at the two coffins in confusion.
"Mother, why is everyone crying?"
The girl's mother crouched down and touched her daughter's head, her voice filled with deep sadness.
Choking up, she said, "Because... we lost a great hero who has been protecting us..."
The young girl did not understand the meaning but just nodded vaguely.
