The Emperor's heart is won, she sits on the Phoenix Throne! The Divine Physician's Eldest

But it was too late.

Song Siyao was to protect Zhenbei Hou.

Even the Marquis of Zhenbei must protect her.

They risked their lives to protect each other, ignoring the ferocious enemies around them.

The moment Song Siyao pushed away the Marquis of Zhenbei, enemies attacked from all directions.

"Yan'er!"

Marquis Zhenbei rushed towards Song Siyao, using his body to block the swords aimed at her.

"Daddy!"

Song Siyao cried out in surprise, her eyes wide as she stared at the Marquis of Zhenbei kneeling before her on one knee.

The Marquis of Zhenbei used his spear to support his body, which had already been pierced by swords.

He looked at Song Siyao with a complicated expression.

Guilt, heartache, and affection.

He felt guilty for not taking good care of Song Siyao, and his face was full of heartache when he saw Song Siyao being hurt.

"Yan'er! Let's go!"

But how could Song Siyao possibly leave?

She was only holding on with her last ounce of willpower.

"Daddy!"

Song Siyao crawled toward the Marquis of Zhenbei, tears streaming down her face, crying out, "Father!"

Marquis Zhenbei looked at Song Siyao, still kneeling on one knee.

His gaze was gentle, deep, and loving, filled with fatherly love.

When Song Siyao crawled to his side and grabbed his hand, she found that he had already stopped breathing.

Swords pierced his back and chest, and blood flowed down from the tips of the swords in his chest like a stream.

The bright red color reflected in Song Siyao's eyes, and she instantly broke down.

"Daddy! Daddy!"

However, no matter how much she screamed, the Marquis of Zhenbei could no longer give her any response.

This is the father who raised her and gave her intense paternal love.

"Father, thank you for saving me and raising me."

"In my heart, you will always be my father."

"I will always be your daughter, I love you."

……

After a person dies, the last thing to disappear is hearing.

Song Siyao knew that although the Marquis of Zhenbei had no heartbeat, he could still hear her speak.

She expressed her gratitude and love for the Marquis of Zhenbei again and again.

If it weren't for the Marquis of Zhenbei, she would have died fourteen years ago on that night, at the bottom of that dry well.

The Marquis of Zhenbei was not only her father, but also her savior.

She hadn't even had a chance to properly repay him before she watched him die right in front of her.

Such pain was no different from being chopped to pieces with a knife.

As the blood drained from her body, her life drew to a close, and she no longer had time to say goodbye to the Marquis of Zhenbei.

At that moment, Wen Tao appeared in front of her.

He raised the sword with both hands, and with a swift stroke, severed the head of the Marquis of Zhenbei.

"Daddy!"

Song Siyao's screams were deafening; it felt as if the knife had struck her neck.

Her mind went blank, and all the blood in her body had drained away.

However, she still mustered her last bit of willpower and charged towards Wen Tao.

Wen Tao and the Yan soldiers stabbed Song Siyao.

Song Siyao slapped Wen Tao, and Wen Tao ended up in bed for a month.

But her life was also coming to an end.

After Wen Tao was injured, he had no time to take care of Song Siyao.

The other soldiers also focused their attention on Wen Tao, assuming that Song Siyao had been killed, and stopped looking at her.

No one noticed that Song Siyao had suddenly disappeared in front of them.

Later, Wen Tao even believed that he had personally killed Song Siyao.

Song Siyao had simply entered the Soul-Capturing Bracelet.

……

Even though two years had passed since that war, the image of the Marquis of Zhenbei protecting her until his death was etched into her mind and deeply ingrained in her bones.

A thin mist clouded Song Siyao's eyes as she murmured, "Father, your daughter has finally avenged you."

The pain and humiliation Wen Tao endured before his death would be a million times greater than that of the Marquis of Zhenbei.

Father, will you blame your daughter for not killing Wentao to avenge you immediately?

Father, killing Wentao so easily is too lenient for him. I will make him suffer endless pain and torment.

Father, brothers, this time, Yan'er has protected Fengsha Ferry.

Rest assured, Yan'er will continue to protect the territory and people of the Great Zhou in your stead.

Song Siyao sniffed slightly, then lifted her leg and headed back to her tent.

She stepped into the tent, and the next second she was nestled in a warm embrace.

A familiar aroma wafts towards me.

"Yaoyao, how long are you planning to keep this from me?" It was Shen Pei's gentle voice.

"What?" Song Siyao asked back.

"Ayan!"

Shen Pei's voice was deep and alluring...