On the day of the granted marriage, the daughter of a general wept and was reborn!

After taking the long sword, Cen Xiao jumped up and slashed towards Zhang Shan.

In an instant, the positions of the knife and the fish were switched.

Shen Wantang had fought on the battlefield before, so it was no problem for him to fight ten people at once, let alone these rebels who only had half-baked skills.

But Zhangshan is not easy to deal with.

The sounds of swords and wind echoed in the forest as both sides fought fiercely.

Shen Wantang wielded the soft sword beautifully, with a certain beauty of using softness to overcome hardness.

After a few moves, it was found that Zhang Shan, who was so proud of himself just now, was actually no match for his opponent.

"I thought you had great kung fu skills, but it turns out that you are only good at talking." Cen Xiao snorted coldly.

Zhang Shan's cheeks turned red, and he pushed Cen Xiao away with a loud roar.

Cen Xiao used the force to make a circle, then turned back, raised his long sword high, and chopped it hard on Zhang Shan's head.

whoosh-

A hidden arrow flew in from the darkness and landed squarely on Cen Xiao's arm.

When he felt the pain, the strength in his hands weakened. By the time Zhang Shan reacted, he kicked Cen Xiao hard and sent him flying onto the tree trunk.

"Cen Xiao!"

Shen Wantang, standing aside, frowned and cried out in a mournful voice.

The sound of horse hooves not far away was getting closer and closer, and Shen Wantang's heart was filled with alarm.

She shook off the rebels who were entangled with her, jumped onto a horse, walked forward, stretched out her hand and picked up Cen Xiao.

"Catch him in!" Shen Wantang frowned.

The girl grabbed the reins and shouted, "Go!"

The horse galloped forward.

Seeing this, Zhang Shan quickly stood up, jumped on his horse and chased after him.

The people chasing after him were Chen Kangjian's men. Zhang Shan glanced at them unhappily and then chased after them on his own.

"Are you okay?" Shen Wantang asked with concern.

Cen Xiao looked at the arrow stuck in his arm and his brows couldn't help but frown. Then, he pulled out the arrow with his other hand without hesitation.

In an instant, blood spurted out.

Cen Xiao tore off a piece of his clothes and quickly bandaged the wound.

Not far ahead, there was the sound of a rushing river.

Shen Wantang took a closer look——

A wobbly wooden suspension bridge connects the two banks, and beneath the bridge is a turbulent river.

This suspension bridge is also very precarious. It is probably impossible for two people and a horse to cross it.

The sound of horse hooves behind him was getting closer and closer, and Shen Wantang no longer had time to think about it.

"Cen Xiao, listen to me, go back to the barracks immediately and reorganize the army. I'll wait for you to save me." Shen Wantang's tone was terrifyingly calm, even colder than ice that had been frozen for three winters.

After the words fell, Cen Xiao was stunned for a moment: "What did you say?"

"Reinforcements will arrive in a few days. I'll wait for you to save me." Shen Wantang's voice suddenly became very soft. She turned her head, her almond-shaped eyes already wet with tears.

Beneath her tears were the emotions she had hidden for so long.

If Cen Xiao fell into Chen Kangjian's hands, he would probably not have a good end. If it was Shen Wantang, he would still have some chance of survival.

As they got closer to the suspension bridge, Cen Xiao tightly grasped Shen Wantang's wrist and said, "No, if you want to go, let's go together!"

The rebels behind him also followed.

Shen Wantang smiled slowly, grabbed Cen Xiao's hand, suddenly broke free from his restraints, fell sideways, and rolled several times on the ground.

"Shen Wantang!" Cen Xiao turned his head, and a shrill voice echoed through the mountains. Two lines of hot tears slid down his face along with blood stains.

As luck would have it, when the horse dragged Cen Xiao safely across the suspension bridge, the precarious suspension bridge also fell down and was swallowed by the rushing river, disappearing without a trace.

The rebels stopped and Shen Wantang stood up calmly.

"You still say that I'm such a coward, leaving my wife here and running away by myself. Cen Xiao is really brave!"

Zhang Shan snorted coldly and looked at Shen Wantang lying on the ground with a disdainful smile.

"Come here, tie him up and take him away!" Zhang Shanbian said bluntly.

"Wait a minute."

At the side, a pale-faced man dressed as a scholar suddenly spoke, looking at Shen Wantang with a frown, his eyes full of mixed emotions.

"She is a girl, treat her with courtesy." The pale-faced scholar spoke, his clear voice making people feel like spring breeze, forming a sharp contrast with Zhang Shan standing next to him.

Zhang Shan snorted coldly, looked at the young man beside him, and said disdainfully: "I don't care whether he is a man or a woman, as long as he is my captive, he will have a bad life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved to the person next to him.

The men were just about to step forward and tie up Shen Wantang.

"What if I say that it was Mr. Chen who asked you to spare his life?" The young man was not afraid at all, and stared at Zhang Shan with cold eyes.

It’s Chen Kangjian again!

Zhang Shan clenched his teeth and wanted to say something in rebuttal, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.

In the end, he could only glare at the boy fiercely, then pulled the reins and left the shore.

The young man glanced at Shen Wantang, said nothing, and just pulled the reins and left.

The men still followed the rules, blindfolded Shen Wantang, tied her hands, put her on a horse, and then headed towards the city.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but when Shen Wantang saw the surrounding scene again, he was already in Chen Kangjian's hall.

There was a portrait of clothes hanging behind the seat of honor. Shen Wantang only took a glance and knew that it was the portrait of Prince Duanxian.

"Miss Shen." Chen Kangjian spoke slowly, raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Wantang below.

"Mr. Chen, we meet again." Shen Wantang was calm and composed.

Chen Kangjian smiled calmly and pointed to a seat beside him: "Please sit down."

Seeing this, Zhang Shan on the side sneered disdainfully, pouted his lips, and looked back and forth between Shen Wantang and Chen Kangjian with a resentful look.

"Mr. Chen, what do you want to ask me?" Shen Wantang said calmly and directly.

"Miss Shen is a straightforward person."

Chen Kangjian smiled indifferently, tapping the table with his bony hands, but his eyes suddenly darkened.

"Miss Shen, do you know how the emperor inside the palace walls of the current capital city got the throne?"

Such outrageous words could only be spoken by someone in Shancheng, who wouldn't be afraid of walls having ears.

Shen Wantang remained calm and composed, smiling calmly: "Of course it is the will of the late emperor, in accordance with the will of heaven."

Before Chen Kangjian could speak, Zhang Shan, who was sitting next to him, laughed in a gloomy way: "Follow the will of heaven? What kind of will of heaven are you following? I'm afraid it's not the will of heaven in the emperor's own heart, right?"

Zhang Shan was a rough man. There were few people in the mountain city whom he looked up to. Even to Chen Kangjian, he would sometimes make a few sarcastic remarks to him.

But if we talk about fear, Zhang Shan was still a little intimidated by Chen Kangjian deep down.

After all, he is someone close to Prince Duanxian. If he wants to play tricks on Zhang Shan, it will only take one move for Zhang Shan to die tragically at the hands of Chen Kangjian.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Kangjian glanced over with a cold look, and Zhang Shan instantly put away his smile.