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"Your Grace, King Xing Yingjie left this world, may the heavens embrace him."
The cries of mourning and wailings resonated in the sky. Xing Huan was rushing to her father's room.
The door ran wide and her father's motionless body came to view on the bed.
"Father!"
Prince Chuang shouted and rushed to him.
Xing Huan slowly pushed herself close to the bed. In a such short distance of time, she lost her parents. Bad circumstances were coming one after another.
"He is gone, Xing Huan!"
The boy was shouting, he couldn't believe his eyes. He was too young for losing his father.
"You must stay strong, we all might die one day."
Stated the Empress, her palm landed on his shoulder, and after a moment came the Queen and Lady Daiyu.
"My son!"
To her, it was a disaster to see her son dead before she could die.
