The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

With a bang, Qi Rulie's majestic figure knelt down in the square, but stubbornly raised his head and looked at the small outside on the city wall, using his hands and feet to climb forward.

The cold wind blew on her cheek like a needle prick, and Jiang Fuguang was heartbroken: "Grandpa, Ayan will live well, grandpa..."

She watched helplessly as the Imperial City Guards behind her grandfather rushed up and inserted four or five spears into her grandfather's back.

Blood gushed out from Qi Rulie's mouth and nose. He raised his head, looked at Xiao Wai Wai, opened his mouth, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Grandpa." Jiang Fuguang collapsed on the ground.

She cried and got up from the ground, pushed away the soldiers beside her like crazy, dragged her heavy shackles, and ran down the tower. The cold iron scraped against her bones and flesh, and blood oozed from her snow-white socks, but she felt no pain.

Some soldiers came to stop him, but they were shouted back by King Rongjun.

The soldiers silently made a way and watched the eldest princess tripping to the ground due to her shackles and falling into the snow-covered plasma. She kept trying to get up from the ground, but fell into the plasma again and again. Crying, just like that, lying in the blood, using his hands and feet, he climbed over the corpses scattered in the square with difficulty and crawled towards his grandfather.

General Bai slowly closed his eyes, unable to bear to see this tragic scene.

The eldest princess was once his favorite disciple and was carefully taught by him. Regardless of his status as the former empress and the old honorary power laid down by Prince Rong in the court, he and the eldest princess also had a relationship of master and apprentice. share.

The other soldiers couldn't help but lower their heads and couldn't help but have red eyes. The general had been the god of war worshiped by all soldiers throughout his military life. Who could have imagined that he would end up like this.

But even such an ending is still admirable.

"Grandpa." Jiang Fuguang couldn't even cry.

Her clothes were soaked with blood all over the floor. Her whole body was numb from the cold and her legs lost all feeling. She was holding her grandfather, who had an arrow inserted into her body and had already lost his breath, and cried silently.

The grandfather who loved her since childhood and protected her under his wings is gone.

"Ah!" Jiang Fuguang collapsed completely.

Prince Rong got off his horse and slowly took off his helmet: "King An and Prince Chang forced the palace to rebel. The general was loyal and courageous. He led the troops into the palace. King Qin escorted him. He fought with the rebels at the Meridian Gate and died heroically. The general The general's remains have been properly collected and sent back to the Taiwei Mansion."

After he ascended the throne, he ordered Qi Rulie to be hunted down and buried in a grand ceremony, so that he could appease the Qi family's army far away in Lingnan and appease the generals who followed the Qi family in the court.

At night and dawn, the entire imperial city was shrouded in a heavy gray curtain, with flying snow all over the sky, light and graceful, dancing in the cold wind.

The general is dead, and the road to the Great Hall is littered with corpses, and there is no way to stop him.

Prince Rongjun raised his head with eager eyes. He looked at the majestic and majestic palace in the air in front of him. It appeared from the sky and filled the sky. This is the tallest building in the entire imperial city and the place closest to the sky. It symbolizes the divine right of kings and supremacy.

General Bai Lao, General Wei Hu and others, guarding Prince Rong, climbed the 39 steps over the corpses on the square.

At this time, Jiang Jingzhang was sitting on the dragon throne with excitement on his face, immersed in his dream of "power over the world and dominion over the world", unable to extricate himself.

The gloomy wooden dragon chair of golden nan is as warm as jade. Even in the cold winter, it is still warm to the touch. He stroked the dragon head armrest with trembling hands, recalling that His Majesty sat on the dragon chair every morning, with his hands covering the On the dragon's head, he looked down at the ministers from a high position and accepted their worship. His face was so excited that he seemed to see the person being worshiped by the ministers turn into himself.

"Long live, long live, my emperor."

"Come from Qing's family and live in peace."

"Gentlemen, what is the matter?" He stood up slowly. From this position, he could see the various palaces in the imperial city, and he felt a sense of superiority and majesty to the world.

"I finally sat in this position, hahaha..." He raised his arms, threw his head back and laughed, with a hint of madness in his expression.

Prince Rong entered the palace and saw Jiang Jingzhang going crazy. He frowned and said, "Get the traitor Jiang Jingzhang."

"Yes!"

Two imperial city guards rushed forward and pulled Jiang Jingzhang.

"Unbridled," Jiang Jingzhang was stunned for a moment, then struggled desperately and shouted, "I am the emperor and the king of a country. How dare you disrespect me? I will punish you."

"Hurry up and let go, I am the emperor and I will kill all nine of your tribes!"

"Come here, drag these two deceivers down to me and kill them."

"Come here, come here..."

"..."

The entire Tai Chi Hall echoed with Jiang Jingzhang's screams at the top of his lungs. His eyes were bloodshot and his face was distorted, as if he was crazy.

"Kneel down!" The imperial city guard kicked him in the leg.

There was a sharp pain between his legs. Jiang Jingzhang seemed to hear the "click" sound of broken bones. His legs softened and he knelt on the ground. He thought that he was the emperor and the king of a country. It was only for others to kneel to him that he Struggling like crazy.

The two imperial city guards suppressed him firmly.

After a while, Jiang Jingzhang was pushed to the ground, his face pressed against the ground, and he was deformed by the pressure. The imperial kiln gold bricks in the Tai Chi Hall were warm to the touch, not cold, but very hard, which rubbed his cheeks. Painful, he gradually regained his consciousness. With red eyes, he looked at the condescending Prince Rong and was stunned for a long time.

"You...how could it be you?"

Thinking of a possibility, his body trembled violently. He didn't know where the strength came from, and he suddenly surged, overturning the imperial guards who were suppressing him, and rushed out of the Tai Chi Hall.

The imperial city guard was horrified, and then he realized that King An Jiang Jingzhang was also a good man in both civil and military affairs.

Jiang Jingzhang saw under the gloomy sky, King Changjun bowed his head and knelt at the foot of the 39 steps. His body was covered with snow, like a snow sculpture. In the huge square, there was silence, only the snowflakes all over the sky made a rustling sound. The guards guarding the Taiji Hall were completely surrounded.

Jiang Jingzhang froze, his face turned red, he wheezed in his throat, and spit out a large mouthful of dirty blood.

He made a desperate move and ended up making a wedding dress for someone else.

Is there anything so ridiculous in this world?
In an instant, Jiang Jingzhang's heart was filled with despair, and there was a sharp pain in his heart. He covered his chest, and with a cry, another large mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Prince Rong!" Jiang Jingzhang roared, his face crazy, veins on his forehead twitching, his bloodshot eyes as fierce as a wolf, his pupils shrinking constantly, almost ready to pop out of his eyes.

He grabbed the long knife on the ground and slashed at Prince Rong like a crazy bull.

Emperor Nanxing was an unjust emperor. Empress Xian and his party had been deployed for more than 30 years, which was longer than his reign. . . .Well, I will definitely work hard and strive to resume double updates