The general and his spoiled wife

The wind in North Mianshan is very cold, and the coldness is full of murderous and bloody aura that can't be blown away by the wind.The thin blade was dripping with blood, and the blood was brighter than plum blossoms.

Jiang Huai's figure was straight, and the hand holding the sword trembled faintly.

She asked, "Why?"

Why do you want to force people to be unable to be friends, why do you want to kill her favorite A Ci?Why... not even the newborn baby was spared.

Why... you are the one doing these things?

"Senior sister, why?"

Jiang Huai stood there, carrying on her thin shoulders the honor, disgrace and betrayal that she could hardly bear in two lifetimes together. There were no tears in her eyes, her eyes were red, and she returned to bone-deep indifference in an instant.

angry?hate it?sad?

When those complicated emotions were mixed with the stuffy blood in his throat, Jiang Huai pointed at the woman lying in the snow with the tip of her sword. The woman's wedding dress was like fire, and her long hair was like a waterfall. Once upon a time, she cared for her in every possible way. Her senior sister is a relative she has acknowledged.

Dear relative, dearest, dearest, dearest hate, Jiang Huai angrily threw the sword beside her, the slender sword splashed sporadic snow particles, she trembling hands, half kneeling in front of Zhixian, only felt the My broken heart is about to burst.

Hurt again and again, betrayed again and again, she used to love the vastness of the world, but now she hates it.

Her hands pinched Zhixian's extremely beautiful jaw unceremoniously, because of the force, her knuckles turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhi Xian snorted, the blood hanging from her lips dripped slowly, hurting her eyes.

Excessive Haunting Grass and Limeng Flower Juice are not ineffective, past and present life, love, hate, come one after another.Jiang Huai blinked sadly, she gently stroked Zhi Xian's face, and said sadly: "Why, it must be you?"

The chaos of memory taught her to taste the romance and freedom of youth again. At that time, the senior sister was bright and lovely, smiling at her and making trouble with her. Ah Xing's three-foot land, regardless of the four seasons, was always accompanied by such a person .

Her family was ruined, and she was hurt by her closest relatives. When she knelt and collapsed in a pool of blood, it was the senior sister who tried to help her up regardless.

Even if Taoist Hehuan was driven into evil ways by her words, no matter how violent the trouble was, even when everyone shouted that Taoist Hehuan could not atone for his sins 500 years ago, as a Taoist, she would not make a sound Protect people without saying a word.

She thought that the senior sister would understand.She annoyed her, hated her, and tried to kill her, but she was soft-hearted and remembered who this was.

Zhixian, senior sister.

Senior sister for life.

The last relative hidden in my heart in the previous life.

loved ones...

Jiang Huai pursed her lips, she clearly looked at her and hugged her, but felt nothing.

"Ah Xing..." Zhixian held her hand, with mixed feelings in her heart, she murmured:

"Blame me, don't bear it. I like you, you know it, I'm self-willed, you also know it, I've done so much, planned so much, if you can't get angry, just kill me with a sword. If God destined that I can't be with you, I might as well die."

Jiang Huai shook her head, and slowly let go of the hand on her waist. Those warm memories faded with the erosion of time. She endured the scorching pain from her veins, and smiled slowly.

"You love me, do you really love me? You all keep saying you love me, but you pierce my heart with knives again and again, senior sister, Zhi Xian, Taoist Hehuan, do you see that? I'm also a poor mortal, I can't help it Mortals of God’s will, have you seen it? I’m in pain too.”

The blood overflowed from her lips, Jiang Huai stretched out her white jade-like knuckles to gently wipe it away, she smiled: "You all don't love me, I'm going to find someone who loves me, and I love her too. From now on Finally, senior sister... take care."

She didn't drop the butcher's knife to slaughter Beimian Mountain, and she didn't get angry and killed Zhi Xian, she just picked up the long sword that fell on the snow in such a neat and staggered way, and walked step by step towards the more turbulent snowstorm.

The bone-piercing cold almost swallowed all the warmth in the world.

Zhi Xian got up in panic, wearing the big red wedding dress seemed to be even colder, "A Xing, don't go, A Xing!"

The man didn't look back.

It seemed that no one in the world could teach her to turn around.

With a thin body, a snow-white robe, and long hair like ink, she walked in the wind and snow, carrying the heartache of two lifetimes, spared the senior sister who plotted against her, and completely gave up the last illusion of family love in the previous life.

She has nothing.All she could do was to take back what belonged to her with her own hands.

Take it back, at any cost!

"No, no! Ah Xing, you come back, Ah Xing!" Zhi Xian fell headfirst into the snow, belatedly realizing that his legs were numb.

"You did something wrong, just wake up in the snow."

The voice came from far away, accompanied by the wind and snow that would stop at no time, Zhi Xian helplessly covered his face, his always calm and domineering heart, as the snowflakes fell on the back of his neck, Little by little.

As time goes by, 500 years ago, she also broke down and shouted her name in the back.

But Ah Xing never stayed because of her.

500 years ago, she flew moths to the flame just to ask why.

Today, 500 years later, she travels alone through the wind and snow in the world, in order to snatch back the woman who belongs to her.

Zhixian collapsed on the ground powerlessly, she looked up at the snowflakes falling, and said sadly: "Liu Yunci, Liu Yunci, what did I lose to you? Did I do something wrong..."

The country of Dayu is prosperous and the people are safe, and the wind and snow in Yuzhou City have finally stopped.

Jiang Huai stood at the gate of the city in single clothes, with a sword in her hand, walking like flying.Even when she passed through the tower, there was a gust of cold wind, but no one could see her back clearly.

In the deep palace and high walls, the cold receded overnight.

In the Changji Palace, Princess Jingyang stood up from her seat in a splendid attire, with cold eyes and brows. She has experienced many things, and the growth and transformation of many people often happens overnight.

"Is she okay?"

The commander of the Forbidden Palace frowned and said: "It's not very good. There are too many people following Miss Su. Even if those mysterious people are forced to retreat, Miss Su won't return for a day, and the danger is always there."

"Is she hurt?"

The Grand Commander was silent for a moment.

Jingyang was startled and said: "She was really injured?! Don't hesitate to speak bluntly!"

"Yes." The disappearance of the empress is no longer a secret, at least, in the heart of the Forbidden Palace Commander, it is not a secret, but a fact.

A country cannot be without a king for a day. Among the princes, no one can surpass this honorable princess in terms of patience and wit.

Even if there is a queen mother sitting in the harem, how many years can the queen live?These thousands of miles of splendid country will eventually be handed over to young people.

And Jingyang is the new master he is determined to seek refuge with.

The position of the leader of the Forbidden Palace of the Dayu Kingdom has always been accepted by the rich and powerful. Commander Xun Da bowed and said: "Miss Su is indeed injured. Our people fell far behind, and we were not prepared for the dangerous road ahead. The baby blocked a knife..."

The jade cup was smashed on the ground crisply and shattered. Jingyang's pupils were rarely distracted for a short while. After a while, she asked, "Where is she? How is she now? Where is she?"

"In Baiyun Town."

"Baiyun Town... She, she was injured, so she still refuses to come back?"

Jingyang's eyes flashed brightly, and he turned his back: "You said that there are many mysterious forces scattered around her, are you serious?"

The commander-in-chief did not dare to lie, but he also had selfish intentions. He said cautiously: "How dare you deceive His Highness? Those people are menacing, Miss Su, I'm afraid it's... dangerous."

There was a long silence, and the palace was so quiet that a needle could be heard.Jingyang suddenly raised his eyes: "How many days is this?"

"On the seventh day, the empress has been missing for seven days." The commander's eyelids twitched: "Your Highness wants to..."

Jing Jing stood there in a daze, all she could think about was that person, she sighed, she couldn't wait any longer.She didn't dare to gamble with the life of her sweetheart, she couldn't afford to bet, and she didn't dare to bet.

In this life, there was only one thing that could make her worry about abandoning everything.

Seemingly wanting to understand, suppressing all the guilt and self-blame, Jingyang said in a deep voice: "A country cannot live without a king, today, it's time to move."

Time to move.

Hearing the string song, he knew the elegant meaning, and the commander-in-chief clasped his hands in surprise, "Yes!"

A loud voice, just one sentence, decides who will be in charge of the harem.

What's the harm in having the empress dowager in charge?There is no master in the palace, the empress is missing, and the empress dowager is guilty of concealing the world from her subjects. Now that the little prince is not here, they are both of the Tian family blood. His Royal Highness Jingyang is no weaker than others!

However, within half a day, the city of Yuzhou was turbulent, the deep palace changed hands, and Jingyang ascended the throne, calming people's hearts.

The situation is changing rapidly.

Inside the Mingxuan Palace, Xuan Ling raised his eyebrows and pointed coldly, wearing a magnificent attire: "Unexpectedly, how dare you?"

Jingyang stood indifferently: "The empress mysteriously disappears, and the country is in chaos. Even if there is an empress dowager to turn the tide, the empress dowager is not my Jing family after all. I am the daughter of the former emperor. How can I not sit on the throne?"

"The empress dowager is still the empress dowager, the world of the Jing family will not change, and I will still look for the person who should be found. If the empress dowager wants to waste time dealing with me at this time, it is better to think more about the emperor."

She deliberately bit down the word 'Emperor Brother' clearly, Xuanling sneered: "Do you think that you can force people to submit? Axiu doesn't care, neither does Aijia. In the final analysis, the person who really cares, It's just you."

Only you care about your own daughter.

A Xiuke never cared.

He doesn't care about his daughter, let alone the throne.

Xuan Ling waved his sleeves indifferently: "You are right, I have no time to break up with you for the throne, so I will ask you, you want to protect that woman, but that person snatched away Ah Song and handed him over. Whoever loves it in the world wants it!"

Jingyang lowered his eyes: "Okay."

When she ascends the throne and protects Su Ru with national strength, that child...she, she will also protect her.

"Get lost!" Xuan Ling refused to look at her again.

After leaving Mingxuan Palace, looking at the blue sky above his head, Jingyang let out a long sigh of relief: "Call all the officials, enter the palace for discussion!"