As the person draped in white gauze pulled it away, her true face was finally revealed.

Even in this dark thatched hut, seeing this person made everything seem brighter.

The person before them was indeed a peerless beauty, with bright eyes and white teeth, her skin like condensed fat and jade, truly an overwhelmingly beautiful sight.

Especially within this beauty, there was a sense of solitude that defies the world, making this beauty seem otherworldly.

Ouyang Feiting stared at the woman, stunned. Although Feiting knew she was very beautiful, compared to the woman before her, she found herself lacking a certain charm.

Wang Yan, after seeing this person, couldn't help but nod and said, "One of the Four Beauties, Yang Yuhuan, truly lives up to her reputation."

Yang Yuhuan snorted coldly and said grimly, "You're right. I am Yang Yuhuan. Since you guessed who I am, you shall live out your days in this dark chamber."

As Yang Yuhuan finished her sentence, the ground began to shake violently, as if the heavens and earth were collapsing.

Ouyang Feiting struggled to stand, almost falling to the ground.

At this moment, the four walls of the thatched hut immediately collapsed, revealing the outside.

The surrounding forest swayed, the ground sunk deeply, and cracks appeared on the tomb chamber's ceiling, with yellow sand pouring down.

Ouyang Feiting was astonished and urgently shouted, "Wang Yan, brother, it's not good, this place is collapsing, we're going to be buried here."

But Wang Yan remained seated steadily, unmoved.

"Why do you want to kill us?" Wang Yan calmly glanced at Yang Yuhuan.

Yang Yuhuan laughed hideously, "Anyone who meets me must die. This is fate! Hahaha, one hundred thousand soldiers died because of me, causing chaos under heaven, the Emperor even died because of me, I am a cursed person, so anyone who meets me will also die."

At this point, Yang Yuhuan's originally beautiful face contorted, no longer like a peerless beauty, but rather like a demon.

Seeing this, Ouyang Feiting was even more frightened. She quickly grabbed Wang Yan, fearfully saying, "Wang Yan, brother, this person is crazy, let's escape quickly."

Wang Yan shook his head, still watching Yang Yuhuan intently, and said calmly, "People say beauties bring disaster, but is it really so?"

Upon hearing the phrase "beauties bring disaster," Yang Yuhuan's face grew even more vicious, and she yelled, "That's right, I am a beauty who brings disaster, I am the root of trouble under heaven, hahaha, anyone who meets me is sure to be unlucky."

With Yang Yuhuan's screaming, the cracks above the tomb chamber widened, pouring more and more sand onto the ground.

However, Wang Yan seemed oblivious to the soon-to-collapse space, he said to Yang Yuhuan, "Men are incompetent, blaming women, is the chaos in the world really your fault? Let me say, if Li Longji truly served the country, even ten Yang Yuhuans couldn't shake the foundation of the Great Tang."

"How dare you address the Emperor directly." Yang Yuhuan's face instantly turned cold, scolding him.

At this time, Yang Yuhuan grew angrier, and in her anger, a sinister killing intent was revealed.

Ouyang Feiting quickly pulled at Wang Yan from behind, whispering, "Wang Yan, brother, don't anger her, let's escape quickly."

Wang Yan still said loudly to Yang Yuhuan, "A nation collapses, blaming a beauty is a grand joke. The downfall of the Great Tang is the fault of Li Longji. Why should you, a mere weak woman, bear this infamy for him?"

Yang Yuhuan gritted her teeth and said, "Stop talking, it's all my fault. If it weren't for me seducing him, how could he neglect state affairs, leading to chaos under heaven?"

Wang Yan smiled faintly, saying, "If not for you, would there not be Zhao Yuhuan, Qian Yuhuan, Sun Yuhuan? Without you, would he not indulge in women? Without you, would An Lushan not rebel? Without you, would men abandon their ambition to conquer the world? Can you, a mere weak woman, bear such responsibility?"

Wang Yan's four questions, firm and powerful, pierced like four sharp swords, straight into Yang Yuhuan's heart.

At this point, the cracks above grew larger, with countless sand pouring down, the entire tomb chamber on the verge of destruction.

But now, Yang Yuhuan's face finally showed a hint of panic. She looked up at Wang Yan, hesitantly asking, "Am I really not at fault?"

Wang Yan said, "Yes! If you fault at all, it is for love. You love your man, willing to give him everything, happy when he is by your side, missing him when he's gone. This love, pure and selfless, is the most precious feeling under heaven. Even in death, you willingly bear your man's infamy. This love, selfless and fair, so is it right or wrong?"

"Love" — hearing this word, Yang Yuhuan's face showed a struggle, sometimes turning gentle, sometimes vicious, as if a fierce battle raged within her heart.

Wang Yan kept a close watch on Yang Yuhuan, knowing the moment was critical, though the entire tomb shook faster, nearing collapse, Wang Yan stood there, unmoving.

Just as Yang Yuhuan's eyes grew most confused, Wang Yan suddenly shouted sharply, "Why don't you reincarnate? Perhaps the one you love has been waiting for you for hundreds of years."

"What?" Yang Yuhuan suddenly raised her head, confusedly looking at Wang Yan.

Wang Yan continued, "Loving both the empire and the beauty, Li Longji loved you most. Perhaps he's always been waiting for you."

Hearing this, Yang Yuhuan's voice trembled, she looked at Wang Yan incredulously, asking, "Is what you said true?"

Wang Yan nodded and said, "I believe no man would give up a woman who truly loves him this much."

Upon hearing Wang Yan's words, Yang Yuhuan's face slowly calmed, filling with a peaceful, happy, and expectant look.

She nodded, then smiled.

That smile was truly charming.

Yang Yuhuan slowly stood up, bowed deeply to Wang Yan, and said, "Thank you, after all these years, I've finally understood that if I must love, why care what others think. I finally understand the Emperor's heart, he loves me, what of the empire. I must go, to reincarnate and seek my lover."

With that, Yang Yuhuan's figure slowly became illusory, transforming into white peach blossoms, drifting to the sky, disappearing in an instant.

Seeing Yang Yuhuan disappear, Ouyang Feiting sighed in relief, saying, "So what I learned in school was true, Yang Yuhuan and Li Longji really had a pure love."

However, Wang Yan merely let out a bitter laugh, saying, "I said so much, hoping Yang Yuhuan would help us escape, but she just left like that, what do we do now."

With that, Wang Yan helplessly glanced at the tomb chamber above, on the verge of collapse.

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