HP Princess bravely enters Hogwarts

The leaden clouds were heavy, like an overturned ink box, dyeing the entire sky gloomy and depressing.

Under the leaden sky, the Hall of Mental Cultivation seemed exceptionally peaceful.

Chi Tang was sitting at his desk, reviewing memorials with great concentration.

Her eyes were focused, her brows were slightly furrowed, and the red pen in her hand left bright red words on the letter.

The maid beside her fanned her gently, afraid to disturb her thoughts.

Suddenly, the silence was broken by the announcement of "Your Highness."

Chi Tang raised his head and looked towards the gate.

Twelve-year-old Chi He strode in with a childish determination on his face.

Chi He walked up to Chi Tang, bowed respectfully, and then said bluntly: "Royal sister, now that the overall situation of the country has been determined, shouldn't you give up your power?"

Hearing this, Chi Tang's movements paused slightly, and the red pen in his hand stopped in mid-air.

Chi Tang slowly raised his head and looked at Chi He who was standing in front of him. The latter calmly ordered people to close the door. The atmosphere seemed a little tense for a moment.

Chi Tang narrowed her eyes, her gaze was like a torch. She put down the red brush in her hand and said calmly: "Now that my father has just passed away, the political situation is still unstable. When it stabilizes, I will consider your proposal."

Chi He was not convinced. He straightened his chest and looked determined:

"How can a woman be in power? Besides, you have been involved in government affairs since you were ten years old. Now I am twelve years old. It is my turn to take on the responsibility."

Chi Tang sighed softly and looked at Chi He with complicated eyes:

"Do you think I am willing to hold this power? The court is like a pile of loose sand, and the princes are eyeing it covetously. If I hand over the power now, I am afraid it will immediately lead to a bloody storm. When the court is stable, I will naturally give you a satisfactory answer."

Chi He did not give in. He bit his lower lip tightly and said, "Sister, I understand your concerns, but I cannot wait any longer. Please give up your throne today, otherwise I cannot guarantee what I will do."

Chi Tang's expression turned cold and he said sarcastically, "Why didn't I see that you were so tough before? You have grown up and have your own ideas."

She stood up and walked in front of Chi He, her eyes like knives: "What do you think rights are? A toy? Can you give it away at will? Since you want it, then prove that you can afford it!"

Seeing that his sister was unwilling to give up power, Chi He did not hesitate any longer and waved his hand to summon the secret guards.

He looked at Chi Tang coldly, with a determined light in his eyes.

Chi Tang's pupils shrank slightly, obviously he didn't know why his secret guard would defect to Chi He.

She sneered, "It seems you have been prepared for this, brother."

Chi He did not answer, but looked at Chi Tang with a cold expression, and said lightly: "Pass it on, Princess Chi Tang of Daxia suddenly contracted a serious illness and died."

Chi Tang's expression softened. She asked Chi He to come closer and whispered to him, "The way to be a king is to abdicate."

Chi He approached Chi Tang, with doubt and vigilance flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, Chi Tang suddenly drew out a soft sword from his waist with swift and ruthless movements.

The soft sword pierced through Chi He's chest like a snake, and blood splattered on her face.

Chi He's eyes widened, his face full of shock and pain, and he fell to the ground powerlessly.

Chi Tang looked at him, his eyes revealing a hint of regret and determination.

She gently wiped the blood off her face and said calmly, "I'm sorry, brother. In this world, only the strong can survive."

After killing Chi He, Chi Tang looked up at the group of men in black, his bloodstained face looking like a demon from hell.

Her eyes were sharp as she swept coldly over everyone present, with a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Do you plan to die by yourselves, or be chopped to death by me?" Chi Tang's tone was calm, but full of murderous intent.

The men in black looked at each other, raised their swords and rushed towards Chi Tang.

They knew that there was no turning back today and they could only fight to the death.

Chi Tang danced gracefully, and the soft sword in his hand drew arcs in the air like a dragon.

Although there were many men in black, they were defeated one after another by her.

The sword flashed, and every swing took a life.

But at this moment, a sudden pain in his heart caused Chi Tang to loosen his sword hand.

The men in black seized the opportunity and stabbed Chi Tang with their swords.

Chi Tang gritted his teeth and held on, but his movements became noticeably slower.

There was a gleam of ferocity in her eyes, and the soft sword in her hand suddenly accelerated, instantly cutting off the throats of several men in black.

However, there were more and more men in black, and Chi Tang had more and more wounds on his body.

The black-clad man's attacks became more and more fierce. Chi Tang's movements gradually became slower and slower, and every swing of the sword seemed particularly difficult.

Her breathing became heavy and the pain in her heart made it almost impossible for her to concentrate.

Amidst a flurry of swordplay, Chi Tang was finally defeated and stabbed in the heart. Her body instantly stiffened and she knelt on one knee. The soft sword in her hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth like a stream, staining her clothes red. The bright red formed a sharp contrast with her pale face.

The indifferent face of the man in black was reflected in her eyes. The world gradually blurred in her eyes, and the movements became slow and heavy.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, all sounds disappeared, and only Chi Tang's rapid and weak breathing echoed in the Yangxin Palace.

She tried to raise her hand, wanting to touch the power and glory she once had, but she finally let it fall powerlessly, her fingers lightly sliding across the cold ground, leaving a trail of blood.

Seeing this, the men in black stopped their attacks. They looked at the Princess of Da Xia, who had once been a powerful figure in the world, with a complex emotion flashing in their eyes.

Chi Tang's body slowly fell down, and her eyes that were once full of majesty gradually closed. Her life came to an end at this moment.

In the forty-seventh year of Daxia, Prince Huai Chi He was killed after his failed attempt to force his way out of the palace, and Princess Chi Tang died of a serious illness.

Prince An ascended the throne in response to the will of the people.