The Princess' Rebirth and Revenge

Li Jimian fled back to Jiangzhou with the remaining troops, his heart filled with anger and resentment. He originally thought he could marry his bride smoothly, but he did not expect to encounter such a tragic ambush. He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and his fingers turned white because of the force. He swore to find out the real culprit behind it and avenge his dead brothers.

After returning to Jiangzhou, Li Jimian immediately learned an even more shocking news: Li Yequn had rebelled! He couldn't believe his ears. How could this loyal subordinate betray him?

"Li Yequn, why do you want to rebel?" Li Jimian roared, his voice echoing in the palace.

Li Yequn sneered: "Why? Of course it's for power! What virtue and ability do you, Li Jimian, have to lead us? I, Li Yequn, am the one who should sit on the throne!"

Li Jimian looked at Li Yequn's ferocious face, and a murderous intent surged in his heart. He knew that this civil strife must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise Jiangzhou would fall into an irreparable situation.

He pointed his sword at Li Yequn and said, "Well, today I will show you whether I, Li Jimian, have the virtue to lead Jiangzhou!"

A fierce battle unfolded in the palace, with Li Jimian and his cronies engaging in a desperate fight with Li Yequn's rebels. Swords flashed, blood splattered, and the palace was filled with wailing and shouting.

In the end, Li Jimian successfully quelled the civil strife with his extraordinary martial arts and firm will. Standing on the top of the palace, he looked at the fallen rebels below, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He knew that this battle was just the beginning, and greater challenges were waiting for him.

After quelling the civil strife, Li Jimian immediately led his army to surround Fengling City. He vowed to find out the real culprit behind the incident and avenge his dead brothers.

Fengling City was besieged for three months, and the food and supplies in the city were gradually exhausted. Li Wenzhi stood on the city wall, looking at the dense army below, and a sense of powerlessness surged in his heart. He knew that they had already lost this battle.

Finally, Li Wenzhi decided to open the city gate and surrender. He walked out of the city gate and looked at Li Jimian's stern face, feeling guilty and fearful.

"Li Jimian, I surrender." Li Wenzhi's voice was full of helplessness and sadness.

Li Jimian looked at Li Wenzhi, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: "Li Wenzhi, do you know your crime? Why did you set up an ambush and kill my brothers?"

Li Wenzhi lowered his head, not daring to look into Li Jimian's eyes: "I know I was wrong. But please believe me, the ambush had nothing to do with Li Yuan. She has always been innocent."

Li Jimian was shocked when he heard this. He remembered the scene when Li Yuan blocked the arrow for him at the city gate. He knew that Li Yuan was innocent all along and she was just involved in this conspiracy.

He looked at Li Wenzhi, with a complex emotion in his eyes: "Okay, I believe you for now. But Li Yuan must be placed under house arrest in the Jiangzhou Palace, awaiting my final decision."

Li Wenzhi nodded, knowing that this was the only way. He looked at Li Jimian, with a flash of gratitude and guilt in his eyes: "Thank you, Li Jimian. I will pay for my crime."

Li Jimian said nothing more, he just turned around and left, leading his army back to Jiangzhou. He knew that although the battle was over, a bigger storm was quietly approaching.

Li Yuan was under house arrest in a remote room in the Jiangzhou Palace. She looked out the window at the sky, her heart filled with longing and worry. She didn't know where Li Jimian was now, whether he was still alive, and whether he still hated her.

She thought of the scene at the city gate and Li Jimian's departing figure, and an inexplicable sadness welled up in her heart. She knew that she could no longer return to Li Jimian's side, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not make up for the mistakes of the past.

Time passed, and Li Yuan spent a long six months in the palace. She was locked in her room every day, unable to contact the outside world. She could only pray silently, hoping that Li Jimian would return safely.

That night, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the tranquility of the palace. A guard hurried to the door of Li Yuan's room and opened it.

"Lord Li Yuan, Lord Li Wenzhi is here and he wants to see you." The guard's voice was full of tension and urgency.

Li Yuan was shocked when she heard this. She knew that Li Wenzhi must have come to talk to her about the current situation. She nodded and signaled the guard to let Li Wenzhi in.

Li Wenzhi walked into the room and looked at Li Yuan's haggard face, feeling guilty and sad. He knew that he had hurt Li Yuan and Li Jimian.

"Li Yuan, are you okay?" Li Wenzhi's voice was full of concern and guilt.

Li Yuan raised her head and looked into Li Wenzhi's eyes: "I'm fine. I'm just a little bored and lonely."

Li Wenzhi nodded. He knew that Li Yuan must have suffered a lot. He looked at Li Yuan, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes: "Li Yuan, you must persevere. I believe that Li Jimian will come back. He will definitely find out the truth and clear your name."

Li Yuan felt a warm current in her heart when she heard this. She knew that Li Wenzhi had always been thinking about her. She looked at Li Wenzhi with a trace of gratitude in her eyes: "Thank you, Li Wenzhi. I know you must be in pain, but you still care about me."