After marrying a sickly and powerful official, Jiaojiao cries every day

The voice, neither loud nor soft, came clearly into Helian Yue's ears through the falling snow.

The road to the imperial city was covered with a thin layer of snow, with horse hoof prints everywhere. Helian Yue sat higher on his horse, and in an instant his eyes met with Wen Ranyan's.

Seeing the joy in her eyes, Helian Yue suddenly frowned, but relaxed a little after a moment, "Who did I think it was? It turned out to be the Queen. Why did the Queen come here so late at night instead of staying in Fengqi Palace?"

Wen Ranyan looked down at him, smiling proudly: "I should ask Prince Yongqing about this. Prince Yongqing did not return home at night and led a large number of elite troops to break through the north gate of the imperial city. What is the reason?"

There was a hint of sternness in her eyes, and she smiled and said, "Could it be that you think the snow scenery at the north gate of the imperial city is so beautiful that you came here to see the snow? But I have never heard of anyone leading troops to see the snow. I have only heard of the word treason."

She emphasized the word "treason", and the cold light in her eyes became even more intense.

The two armies faced each other from a distance, their momentum was overwhelming, and the meaning was self-evident.

Now that Wen Ranyan had easily pointed out the truth in just a few words, the already tense situation became even more dull and depressing, like a taut arrow string ready to explode at any moment.

Helian Yue concealed the smile in his eyes, and tore off his kind face and no longer pretended to be kind. He said sternly: "The new emperor is cruel and poisoned my mother. Such behavior is really chilling. Even clay people have some blood. If I don't rise up, who can guarantee that my mother's death will not be my fate in the future?"

His face was filled with indignation, and he added: "Besides, this is the kingdom of the Helian family. Feng Qiwu's bloodline is not pure, and his name is not legitimate. How can this action of mine be called treason? It is nothing more than reversing the chaos and restoring order."

His words were sonorous and well-reasoned, and when his soldiers heard them, their faces became more angry and their morale was higher.

The soldiers pointed their swords and spears at the city wall. In an instant, a fierce aura rushed straight into the sky.

The archers on the city wall took their positions. Facing the threat from below, they pulled the bowstrings tighter in their hands and tensed their muscles, not daring to slack off for a moment.

In a silent confrontation between the two sides, whoever loses momentum and composure first will lose.

Wen Ran's face was calm, but the corners of his mouth curled up into a very strong arc: "Prince Yongqing's ability to confuse right and wrong is really perfect. If I didn't know the whole picture, I would really be deceived by your few words."

Without waiting for Helian Yue to argue, she continued, "Secretly amassing wealth, buying arms, and forming cliques for personal gain are all what Prince Yongqing has done over the past decade. He has always had the intention of treason. Now, in order to justify his actions, he poisoned his own mother and made a fuss about her death. He really has a vicious heart."

Perhaps he had touched his reverse scale, Helian Yue's eyes turned red and he shouted angrily: "You ignorant woman, stop talking nonsense!"

The look of his frustrated defense was self-evident.

Wen Ranyan casually threw down a bag of medicine residue, and said with a smile on his face, "A gentleman is open and honest. Prince Yongqing has ambitions but no courage to be honest. He is a mean person and very petty."

Helian Yue looked at the familiar medicine residue on the ground, and in an instant, he thought of the tragic death of the Queen Mother. The fear and panic in his heart were instantly aroused, like a tide that swept him into the dark abyss.

The suffocating feeling of drowning came over him, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot, a terrifying red.

After a moment, his eyes flickered, and he spoke in a threatening tone, "Your Majesty is far away in Liangzhou, and there are no troops deployed in the palace. Your Majesty is a woman, could it be that you want to try to stop a chariot with a mantis arm?"

Wen Ranyan sneered, "How do you know that I'm trying to stop a chariot with my bare hands?"

"You won't listen to any advice." Helian Yue scolded lightly, his eyes full of violence, "Whether you live or die in a moment, it's all your own fault."

Wen Ranyan smiled without saying a word, her thin figure standing in the wind and snow, as delicate as a willow and not a bit harmless.

Helian Yue had never taken her seriously from the beginning, so what was the point of knowing the whole story?

When all those who knew about it were dead and he ascended to the throne, wouldn't those dirty deeds that he didn't want to be mentioned be left for the victor to tamper with and rewrite?

"Kill, leave no one alive——"

Helian Yue waved his hand loudly.

"Fire the arrow——"

Wen Ranyan opened his lips, and they both spoke at almost the same time.

As soon as both sides finished speaking, cold and sharp arrows fell like rain, covering the sky and the moon, tearing the sky apart, with a force that was so powerful that it was frightening.

Wen Ranyan's troops occupied the city wall and were deployed early, which gave them a natural advantage.

And Helian Yue's elite troops were no weaklings either. They lined up in a long formation and used thick shields to defend against the enemy. The arrows were easily broken up by the thick shields, and the advantage seemed to be gone.

"Climb the tower and capture the thief first. Capture the king first."

Helian Yue shouted loudly, his eyes fixed on Wen Ranyan with murderous intent.

After receiving the military order, the soldiers immediately brought the siege ladders. Suddenly, the ladders were covered with a black mass, like a swarm of locusts passing through, with great momentum and a sense of urgency and oppression.

The soldiers on the city wall shot arrows to interfere. The arrows were merciless and the people on the ladders fell down from the height like dumplings before they even reached the top.

Only a few dull thuds were heard, and then blood splattered, and everyone was smashed into meat paste.

The wind and snow are howling and the battlefield is ruthless.

The boiling blood dyed the snow all over the ground red, like plum blossoms falling in the snow, so red that it was enchanting, yet cruel and ruthless.

"Capture me?" Wen Ranyan chewed on these two words again and again, and suddenly smiled charmingly: "I should be the one to say this."

After saying that, she kicked out and grabbed the black-gold longbow in the air. She lightly bent her fingertips, drew the bow and drew the arrow. The three sharp arrow feathers were aimed at Helian Yue's face.

Helian Yue was only focused on the battle situation and did not pay attention anywhere else, so he did not notice anything for a while.

With a "whoosh", three arrows were fired at the same time.

The sharp arrow that broke through the air instantly split the flying snow, and rushed towards Helian Yue with overwhelming force.

An arrow broke through the protection of the shield, and the soldiers were pierced by the arrow before they could even scream, and the formation was disrupted in an instant.

The two arrows were split by a sword by the frightened Helian Yue, and fell to the ground.

He looked at the broken arrow feathers, secretly rejoicing and feeling secretly happy at having survived a disaster.

But what if a woman can draw a bow and shoot arrows?

Didn't you just miss the target?

And the third arrow——

Helian Yue suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing behind his head, carrying with it a bit of chilling murderous intent, fierce and swift.

He suddenly felt something was wrong, and before he could turn his head, a cloud-piercing arrow suddenly pierced through the back of his head.

The bullet went straight through his eye socket, and his eyeball drooped, and he died in an instant.

Helian Yue was dead, completely dead. Seeing that they were leaderless, the originally excited soldiers and generals suddenly became like ants on a hot pan, running around in a panic.

Everything they did was for King Yongqing. Now that King Yongqing is dead, what is the point of their fighting?

Wen Ranyan still maintained the posture of drawing the bow and shooting arrows, the wind and snow swept past, her black hair fluttered, her black eyes were like blades, and her tall figure was like the sharp arrow that had just pierced through, crushing everything with full of oppression.

She looked down at the elite soldiers who were in chaos below the city wall, and a smile of anticipation appeared at the corners of her lips.

After a while, her voice, neither loud nor soft, pierced through the snowy night like a sharp blade, spreading out and raging with loneliness and coldness.

"Helian Yue is dead. As for you, surrender or live, or don't surrender."

"die--"