The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast-Chapter 1154: A Little Horn (Part 8)
The girl’s voice was powerful and poised, resonating throughout the Grand Palace, momentarily startling everyone present.
By the time the old emperor snapped out of it, the girl had already headed towards the Grand Palace’s main doors.
The old emperor urgently shouted, "Quick! Stop her! This is madness, utter madness!"
Historically, there have been those who displayed innate divine power, attempting to lift the great cauldron, only to be crushed to death by it on the spot!
Those who tried to stop the Princess were no match for her; the Princess had no weapon in hand, as the sword brought into the Grand Palace lay broken on the ground. Her fists were like iron hammers, and even seasoned soldiers were no match for her when she struck.
The old emperor looked incredulously at his delicate, weak eldest daughter, his mental image of her completely overturned. Who would have thought the eldest daughter could be so valiantly brave like a man? No, even braver than a man!
At this moment, a wild thought suddenly occurred to him. He actually began to believe it, believing that she could lift the thousand-pound great cauldron, that she could bravely slay enemies on the battlefield, and that she could bring a century of peace to Great Xia!
The old emperor shook his head, a bitter smile forming at his lips.
But... how could this be possible?
"Are they all useless? Quickly stop the Princess, don’t let her touch the great cauldron!" The old emperor shouted, utterly anxious, and he rushed over himself, trying to stop his rebellious eldest daughter.
But it was too late; those who tried to stop her couldn’t hold her back. At this moment, Her Royal Highness Princess was already standing beside the great cauldron in front of the palace gate.
She glanced at her rushing father with a smile, "Father, are you worried that your daughter can’t lift the great cauldron and will be crushed to death by it instead?"
The old emperor roared angrily, "Shut up, stop speaking nonsense and cursing yourself! Don’t move, stay right there and wait for me. Don’t touch the great cauldron, listen to me, daughter, listen to me, listen to me..." As he spoke, the old emperor’s lips began to quiver as if he was overwhelmed with urgency, his body also went into convulsions, collapsing towards the ground.
The Chief Eunuch hurried forward to support the nearly falling old emperor, stroking his back, only then did the old emperor catch his breath, but he also missed the best moment to intervene, for Her Royal Highness Princess had already reached out and embraced the great cauldron.
"No—" the old emperor shut his eyes, not daring to look, his mind painting a picture of his beautiful, fragile daughter being crushed under the great cauldron, blood splattered.
Cheers erupted in his ears, "Bravo!"
"Mighty is Her Royal Highness Princess!"
"The Princess is indeed a Divine Being!"
"Born with divine power, a blessing for Great Xia!"
"The Princess is a great general bestowed to Great Xia by heaven!" came the cheers of the senior ministers.
This time, they were truly shedding tears of joy, their old tears flowing unchecked, thrilled that the destiny of Great Xia had not yet declined, joyfully crying.
The old emperor froze entirely, slowly, cautiously, timidly—opened his eyes!
In his sight, under the sun, the girl stood proudly, holding the great cauldron high with both hands, her face showing no pain, exhaustion, or strain, but rather a serene demeanor. Meeting his gaze, the girl gave him a gentle smile, her smile bright and carefree under the sunlight, "Father, your daughter has done it."
"Father, may you keep your promise? Grant your daughter a position as a General?"
At these words, the senior ministers knelt to the ground, and the civil and military officials who had come upon hearing the news knelt to the ground as well, their voices rising, "We plead, Your Majesty, grant the Eldest Princess a role as General, to fight for Great Xia!"
The old emperor closed his eyes. At this point, his once delicate and weak eldest daughter no longer existed; perhaps in the future, there would only be a tomboy in full armor!
"Granted."
"I bestow you—General Zhentian!"
