The Rebirth of a Concubine's Daughter and Her Heartless Lover!

Uncertainty of life and death, the end of power

The flames of war had spread to every corner of the capital. The heavy beating of war drums was deafening, and the air was thick with the smell of gunpowder and blood. Shen Yiyao stood in the imperial carriage, her gaze as sharp as a knife, piercing the chaos of the battlefield and staring coldly ahead. She knew that today's battle depended not only on the future of the empire, but also on whether she could survive this vortex of conspiracy and betrayal.

Shen Xuantong's army was nearing the outskirts of the capital, tens of thousands of soldiers pressing in, ready to storm the city at a crucial moment. Meanwhile, the palace guards, commanded by Shen Yiyao herself, advanced steadily, desperately defending every inch of territory. Her heart remained calm, yet the resolve and rage within her coalesced into a devastating force.

"Shen Xuantong, no matter how much support you have behind you, I will end this battle with my own hands." Shen Yiyao whispered to herself, the dragon sword in her hand trembling slightly, and the edge of the sword looming.

Her personal guards were already on peak alert. Every soldier knew they were fighting not just for an empire, but for Shen Yiyao's future and their own survival in this power struggle. There was no retreat, no room for retreat. Every battle was a gamble of all fate.

Shen Xuantong's determination and confidence

Meanwhile, Shen Xuantong stood in his own command tent, coldly examining the map, his eyes gleaming with greed and calm. He knew that this war was a life-or-death gamble for him. Failure could mean the death of his own life; but victory would mean the long-absent throne would be his again, and all past humiliation would be transformed into a glorious victory.

He took a deep breath, turned around and said to his confidant standing beside him, "Get ready. Tonight, the gates of the capital will be completely opened, and all guards will be rendered powerless. We have limited time, and we must seize this opportunity to destroy Shen Yiyao's defenses in one fell swoop and take back everything that belongs to me."

The confidant bowed his head and replied, "Yes, my lord. Even in the dark of night, we can easily enter the city."

Shen Xuantong nodded, a smug smile flashing in his eyes. He was confident in the power, military strength, and countless supporters in his hands. He believed that no matter how strong Shen Yiyao was, she would never be able to match him.

The intersection of loyalty and betrayal

However, Shen Xuantong's confidence was not without flaws. Just as he was planning his next attack, a spy in the palace brought him shocking news - Shen Yiyao had already learned about the foreign aid he was secretly contacting, and before that, she had already laid a sophisticated counterattack circle, ready to achieve a surprise victory at the critical moment.

"What?" Shen Xuantong stood up suddenly, his eyes flashing with uncontrollable anger. "Shen Yiyao actually discovered my tricks? Impossible! No matter how smart she is, she can't detect these."

"Not only has she noticed it, she has also begun mobilizing the army." The spy said, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

A sense of foreboding suddenly welled up in Shen Xuantong's heart. He quickly calmed down, but a heavy sense of oppression continued to rise in his heart. A small mistake could turn the entire situation upside down. If Shen Yiyao really discovered his plan, she would definitely launch a fatal counterattack.

"Notify all generals immediately and speed up the action. No matter what, we must break through the capital's defense line tonight." Shen Xuantong said gritting his teeth, with an unquestionable murderous intent in his eyes.

As night falls, the decisive battle is about to begin

As the sky darkened and night fell, the atmosphere in the capital grew increasingly tense. Shen Yiyao's personal guards had already deployed a tight defense line in all directions, while Shen Xuantong's army quietly approached, preparing to launch a general attack in the darkness.

However, Shen Yiyao had already seen through all of this. She knew clearly that Shen Xuantong was an extremely greedy and conceited person. Because of this, she set a trap that progressed layer by layer, ready to defeat him in one fell swoop when he thought he was safe.

"Start!" Shen Yiyao ordered in a low voice.

As her order was issued, the city walls surrounding the capital suddenly shone with light, and hundreds of soldiers hiding in various corners of the palace appeared one after another, secretly mobilized the mechanisms, blocked all exits, and instantly trapped Shen Xuantong's army in a dead end.

Shen Xuantong's troops were completely caught off guard. Their attack was interrupted without warning, leaving them besieged on all sides. The entire capital's defenses launched a fierce counterattack, and the palace's personal guards launched a deadly siege. At this moment, Shen Xuantong's tens of thousands of troops were completely drawn into Shen Yiyao's carefully laid trap.

A decisive battle for power

On the battlefield, flames erupted, swords and spears clashed, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. Shen Yiyao personally commanded the troops from a horseback. Even in the face of danger, her eyes remained calm and sharp. She knew that this battle depended on her fate and whether she could truly break free from Shen Xuantong's shadow and seize power of her own.

At that moment, Shen Xuantong appeared at the forefront of the battlefield, brimming with rage and murderous intent. He rode atop his warhorse, his eyes bloodshot, like a beast cornered. Brandishing his longsword, he charged into the enemy ranks, attempting to break through Shen Yiyao's defenses.

"Shen Yiyao!" he yelled furiously, "Do you think you can always win this battle? I will never let you succeed!"

Shen Yiyao stared at him coldly, without a trace of pity in her eyes. "Shen Xuantong, you've always overestimated yourself," she replied softly, as if she had foreseen all this.

Shen Xuantong was furious and swung his sword at Shen Yiyao, but at this moment, his horse was hit by an arrow, and his body became unstable and he almost fell off.

Shen Yiyao seized the opportunity, her sword flashing as she pointed directly at Shen Xuantong's chest. "You thought you could reclaim the throne, but you were wrong. From now on, your era is over."

This sword, like a judgment of fate, broke the silence of the battlefield. Shen Xuantong's body suddenly shook, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

"Why..." he whispered, his eyes empty.

"Because you are destined to fail." Shen Yiyao answered coldly, and the sword in her hand pierced Shen Xuantong's chest.

Shen Xuantong's body lost strength in an instant, and he slowly fell to the ground, his blood staining the ground red. The battle in the palace ended at this moment, and Shen Yiyao finally won this life-and-death battle.

A turning point in fate, the rebirth of a dynasty

With Shen Xuantong's fall, the fighting in the capital gradually subsided. Shen Yiyao stood in the center of the battlefield, surrounded by corpses and filled with the scent of death. But her eyes were devoid of joy, only endless calmness and clarity.

Shen Yiyao looked up into the distance, a determined light flickering in her eyes. "This is my empire. From now on, no one can take it away."

Everything has just begun.

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