The Princess' Rebirth and Revenge

Under the cover of night, the Black Cloth Army appeared outside Wei Yanma's mansion like a ghost. At Xuan Youlian's command, the Black Cloth Army acted quickly and wiped out Wei Yanma's gang. In the shadow of swords, justice was served, and those villains who had oppressed the people fell one after another, paying the price for their crimes.

After the battle, Hyun Woo-ryeon stood on the ruins of the mansion, looking at the mess on the ground, with a complex emotion in his heart. He knew that although he won the battle, his mother's death was an eternal pain in his heart. He decided to hold a grand funeral for his mother so that she could rest in peace in another world.

On the day of the funeral, the imperial city was in a state of solemnity. Li Jimian, dressed in plain clothes and holding a white chrysanthemum, came to bury Lian's mother. He walked in the funeral procession, his heart full of admiration for Lian's mother and sympathy for Xuan Youyan. He knew what this battle meant to Xuan Youyan, and understood the pain and struggle in his heart.

However, just as Li Jimian was about to arrive at the funeral, he encountered an unexpected obstacle. Xuan Jingming, dressed in gorgeous clothes, stood in front of him with a sneer on his face, his eyes flashing with provocation. "Li Jimian, how dare you come to my mother's funeral? Are you worthy?" His words were full of sarcasm and disdain.

Li Jimian was furious when he heard this. He knew Xuan Jingming had always been hostile to him, but he didn't expect that he would stop him in such an occasion. "Xuan Jingming, don't go too far. I'm here today to attend the funeral of Lian's mother, not to fight with you." His words were full of determination and resoluteness.

Xuan Jingming just sneered and waved his hand to signal his men to kidnap Li Jimian. "Humph, who do you think you are? You are just a mere Li Jimian. In my eyes, you are nothing." His words were full of arrogance and conceit.

At this moment, Xuan Youyan suddenly appeared in front of everyone. He looked at Xuan Jingming coldly, with anger flashing in his eyes. "Xuan Jingming, how dare you mess up my funeral? Are you tired of living?" His words were full of threats and murderous intent.

Xuan Jingming was shocked when he saw this. He knew Xuan Youlian's strength and methods, and he also knew that his behavior today had violated his bottom line. "Brother Youlian, I just... just..." His words were full of panic and uneasiness.

However, Xuan Youyan just looked at him coldly, then waved his hand to signal his men to kidnap Xuan Jingming. "Humph, do you think I will let you go? Today is your end." His words were full of determination and coldness.

The funeral continued, and Li Jimian arrived at the scene smoothly. He looked at the tombstone of Lian's mother, his heart filled with admiration and grief. He silently presented a white chrysanthemum, and then stood quietly aside, mourning for Lian's mother.

After the funeral, Li Jimian and Li Yuan returned home. They sat in the hall in silence, their hearts filled with nostalgia for Lian's mother and worries about the future. At this time, Li Jimian suddenly stood up and decided to hold a memorial ceremony for Kui Lu.

He came to Kuilu's grave, lit incense and candles, and placed offerings. He knelt silently in front of the grave, his heart filled with nostalgia and gratitude for Kuilu. "Kuilu, rest in peace in heaven. I have avenged you, and those who once oppressed you have received the punishment they deserved." His words were full of determination and resoluteness.

Li Yuan stood aside, watching Li Jimian's actions, and a warm current surged in her heart. She knew that Li Jimian had always been a man of affection and righteousness, and he was so sincere and persistent in treating his friends and family. She walked forward silently and lit a stick of incense for Kui Lu to comfort his soul in heaven.

After the memorial ceremony, Li Jimian and Li Yuan returned home. They sat in the hall in silence, their hearts filled with confusion and anxiety about the future. However, they knew that no matter what difficulties and challenges they would encounter in the future, they would work together to overcome them.

The next morning, sunlight shone through the window and Li Yuan was awakened by a rapid knock on the door. She hurriedly got up and dressed, and opened the door to see that it was Li Shiyi's teacher who came to inform her that it was time to send Li Shiyi to school.

Li Yuan nodded, sent the teacher away gratefully, and then took Li Shiyi to the school. On the way, she met Rong Biyue, a woman who had always admired Li Jimian.

"Sister Li Yuan, long time no see." Rong Biyue greeted with a smile, but her eyes involuntarily looked behind Li Shiyi, as if looking for something.

Li Yuan understood and smiled, "Yes, long time no see. Are you waiting for Jimian? He left early in the morning and said he had to take care of some things."

Rong Biyue's expression changed slightly, and then returned to normal: "Oh, I see. Actually, I wanted to come and see Shiyi. How is his study recently? Has he made any progress?"

Li Yuan felt a warm current in her heart when she heard this. She knew that although Rong Biyue had feelings for Li Jimian, she was also a kind-hearted woman. She smiled gratefully and said, "Eleven has been studying very hard recently, and the teacher often praises him. Thank you for your concern."