The eldest princess is obsessed with rebellion, but there are six male protagonists

While offering sacrifices to ancestors in the Taimiao, Princess Qingyang tensed up and stared at her toes, not daring to move.

When she thought that the emperor was not far away from her, she was so scared that her whole body turned cold, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and she could hardly stand.

At this time, Prince Qingyang secretly stretched out a hand, put it into her sleeve, and held her hand.

With the cover of the large sleeves of the dress, the two of them held hands tightly together. The warmth from Prince Qingyang's hands gave her strength, making her feel as if she had someone to rely on and not so cold anymore.

That day she was sent to the Princess's Mansion, and just like today, she was shivering with cold. Even though the Princess had come to see her, and even though she hid under the quilt, she still felt very cold, so cold that her teeth were chattering and her bones were starting to ache.

At this time, Prince Qingyang rushed over from the palace.

Princess Qingyang wanted him to come, but was also afraid of him coming. If he came, he must have known something or guessed something.

If he asked, Princess Qingyang didn't know how to tell him.

He is the Son of Heaven. A single look or a single word from him can take a person's life. So what can you do if you tell him so?

If she told him, would he blame her instead?

Having said that, how should she deal with herself? What should she do and how should she live in the future?

When Prince Qingyang saw her, he didn't ask anything at first, but just hugged her tightly.

The heat from his body, like today, slowly warmed her up.

Then King Qingyang spoke, and he asked softly:

"Yaoyao, don't be afraid, are you hurt?"

When Prince Qingyang asked this, Princess Qingyang felt the chill coming back and dragging her into the abyss again.

Princess Qingyang was in his arms, trembling as she said:

"Husband, I, I didn't, please believe me."

Prince Qingyang held her face and looked into her eyes. There was horror, pain and fear in her eyes.

He actually didn't know what had happened, and the eunuch who came to deliver the message didn't reveal any flaws.

But when judging something, don't look at what others say, but look at the thing itself. Yaoyao suddenly went to the Princess's Mansion, and was even too anxious to come and tell him in person. There is only one possibility, that something happened to her.

Prince Qingyang kissed Princess Qingyang's eyes, then kissed her face, laid her down, and unbuttoned her clothes while saying:

"Yaoyao, I believe you. Even if there is something wrong, it is my fault, not yours. Let me take a look at you. I am worried that you are injured. Don't be afraid."

Princess Qingyang was trembling as he stripped off all her clothes. Prince Qingyang checked her from head to toe and inside out, and when he was sure that she had no injuries on her body, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he helped her put on her clothes one by one, hugged her and said:

"Yaoyao, it's great that you're not hurt. Listen to me, remember at all times that chastity is just a shackle. If you don't wear it on yourself, it's nothing, and I don't care.

At any time, life is the most important thing. Don't lose your most precious life for this worthless shackle. Your life is the most important thing to me."

Princess Qingyang understood that Prince Qingyang was worried that she might commit suicide, so he was trying to counsel her.

Later, she hugged Prince Qingyang and cried for a long, long time, and he hugged her back for a long, long time.

Princess Qingyang tightly held the hand extended by Prince Qingyang, listened to the lengthy speech from the Ministry of Rites, and kept repeating in her heart, Let it end soon, let it end soon, I want to go home, I want to go home.

She never wanted to come back to the prosperous capital city again in her life.

After the ceremony of worshiping the ancestors and presenting the jade disc was over, Princess Qingyang went back to pack her things almost in joy.

Prince Qingyang wanted to laugh when he saw the bag she packed:

"It will take another day. We won't leave until tomorrow. You've even put away your comb and powder. What will you use tomorrow morning?"

Princess Qingyang also laughed and said:

"Put it away early and leave early. I can't wait to leave now."

As the two were talking, the King of Pingliang rushed in with a panicked look on his face:

"Nineteenth brother, hurry up, leave quickly, leave now, the emperor wants to kill you!"

King Qingyang was stunned:

"Fourth brother, where did you get this information? Why does the emperor want to kill me?"

Prince Pingliang did not speak, but instead glanced at Princess Qingyang.

Princess Qingyang felt that the endless dark and cold abyss had appeared again. She was so frightened that she couldn't even hold the bag in her hands. The bag fell to the ground, the comb broke into two pieces, and the perfume powder scattered all over the floor.

Prince Pingliang looked at Prince Qingyang again and said anxiously:

"Nineteenth brother, I have news from the emperor. It is absolutely true. The emperor has arranged for the imperial guards to imprison and execute you tonight for treason. For this, for this."

Prince Pingliang looked at Princess Qingyang again, paused, and said:

"I'm your biological brother, how could I lie to you? Come with me now, it will be too late!"

Prince Pingliang made a solemn promise, and Prince Qingyang no longer dared to hesitate. He grabbed Princess Qingyang and followed Prince Pingliang, hurrying out of the palace.

Fortunately, they left in time and no one stopped them along the way. When they arrived outside the palace, Princess Pingliang was waiting at the door with several personal guards of King Pingliang and several carriages.

Time was urgent, and the few people had no time to say much. They quickly got on the carriage and headed out of the city.

Princess Qingyang was sitting in the carriage, feeling dizzy and as if she were having a nightmare.

The group fled out of the capital and passed the outskirts of the capital. Princess Qingyang tugged at the sleeve of Prince Qingyang and asked him:

"Husband, have we escaped?"

Prince Qingyang frowned and lifted the carriage curtain:

"This is not right, I need to talk to my fourth brother..."

Suddenly a feather arrow came from the sky and pierced King Qingyang's chest.

Princess Qingyang watched her husband die in her arms, lying in a pool of blood.