After the fall of the country, the crown princess was spoiled by the new emperor

Chapter 4 She's going to sell her scumbag ex-husband
Jiang Ronghe raised his hand to touch it, and he had already made up his mind: even if Wen Xiao, the leader of the rebel army, was an ugly, greasy bald man, she would recognize it.

She must find a way to survive.

For the humiliation and pain that have been imposed on me over the past few years.

For those dozens of lives lost at the hands of dogs and men.

To live, she must live.

Walking out of the lonely palace with his head held high and his chest held high, Jiang Ronghe closed his eyes and said nothing, his fists clenched white.

Anan, who had changed his clothes, also followed in a hurry. His leg was injured and had never been healed. He limped and was not smooth, but he insisted on following the sedan chair. Two clothes.

He knew what Liang Sheng was going to do with Jiang Ronghe, but he was angry but powerless, he could only silently accompany her with tears in his eyes.

Looking at him, Jiang Ronghe hesitated to speak.

She didn't know what kind of character Wen Xiao, the rebel, was. She was uncertain about her own life and death, so she didn't dare to promise easily.

The sedan chair quickly left the East Palace, and the sounds of the people fleeing for their lives could be heard clearly.

A month ago, half of the officials in the imperial court begged Liang Sheng to abandon the city and go south, so as to preserve his strength and fight against the rebels.

But Liang Sheng refused to listen to the advice and insisted on guarding Shouyang.

It's too late to escape now.

He has always been arrogant, if it weren't for the fact that there are countless emperors and concubines, but only such a son has grown up, how could such an arrogant and arrogant person who is almost a lunatic become the crown prince?
At the time of life and death, he naively put all his hopes on a woman like himself.

Looking forward to her killing Wen Xiao and making the rebels mess up.

But she wished to cut Liang Sheng into pieces, how could she help him out of trouble?
As the sedan chair left the city, the sound of horses honking increased, and when one corner of the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, the rebels in armor and holding swords came into view.

They were dressed in black armor, full of hostility, like a pack of wild wolves, watching the royal family make the final struggle with cold eyes.

Jiang Ronghe couldn't help but hang in his heart, the rebel army was as powerful as a bamboo, so Wen Xiao must not be a simple person.

I don't know if it will let her succeed.

After walking for a long time, the sedan chair stopped.

The person who sent her said tremblingly: "His Royal Highness is willing to seek peace with the eldest son, and sent a beauty here."

As soon as the words fell, the man let out a scream, and then the curtain of the sedan chair was roughly torn down.

"Come down!" The rude soldier held the handle of the knife, his eyes were like copper bells, and he looked fierce.

Anan beside the sedan chair hurriedly opened his arms to block the front, but was pushed aside by the soldier holding his collar.

Jiang Ronghe's heart tightened, and he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart to get out of the sedan chair, only then did he see clearly where he was.

In the huge barracks, the tents stretch almost endlessly. In front of them is a tent placed on a two-step wooden platform. There is a brazier in front of each door, and there are guards with serious faces.

Except for Anan, the rest of the people who carried the sedan chair had their heads cut off.

Jiang Ronghe shuddered, Junhan pushed her, and the huge force caused her to fall directly into the tent.

"Girl." Anan yelled in panic, and was also pushed to the ground.

The small thorns on the wooden platform pierced into her skin, and her already scarred body was even more overwhelmed at this moment. If she hadn't held on to the confidence to survive, she would even pass out from the pain.

Struggle to hold back the severe pain in his body, Jiang Ronghe slowly raised his head, and what he saw was a young man sitting crookedly on a handsome chair with his legs crossed on the table.

He was only twenty years old, with a red shirt and copper-colored unicorn armor, sword eyebrows and star eyes, bright and handsome, as rebellious as a wild horse.

This is Wen Xiao, the leader of the rebel army?
(End of this chapter)