There was a moment where Xia Qianqian thought she must be hallucinating.
Even though she believed it to be a hallucination.
In this instantaneous moment, she couldn't stop her nose from turning sour.
This was unthinkable over a hundred years ago when the Sky Demon Great Method was rampant in Da Xia.
Xia Qianqian hadn't even dreamed of it, for she hadn't been in a position to dream.
Only after her ascension to the true empress did she understand.
How heavy the burden of being an emperor was...
In a blink, a hundred years had passed.
She couldn't remember how many day and night she had nearly suffocated, wanting to just leave it all behind, hide in the mountains and forests.
Especially during the initial period.
After all, she was just a young girl in her early twenties back then.
She couldn't leave, though.
It didn't matter if the dynasty built by the Xia family ended with her generation.
Da Xia needed her.
The common people needed her...