Amazing crossing: the princess who was hunted down

Chapter 808 The return of the king, the final decision! (3)

As if it was an illusion, Qing Luo could vaguely see the tears in his eyes.

She couldn't help being startled, why did Jiang Churan cry?
This answer has nothing to do with him, does it?
The sound of gunfire rang intermittently all night, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger.

In the early hours of the morning, the tense atmosphere was tense to the extreme.

Far away, the sound of fighting gradually approached,
Finally, Qing Luo heard a court lady passing by the corridor, whispering:
"Have you heard?

Last night, the Ninth Prince had captured the imperial city..."

"Really? Then they should come to the palace now?"

"I'm afraid they are already attacking the palace..."

"Really? That's great, the rebels can be driven out immediately..."

As soon as the two of them saw a large number of guards guarding the door with knives and guns,
Shut up at the same time, and hurriedly walked past the door.

Qing Luo opened the door wide, and could see the opposite scenery at a glance.

She sat leisurely at the table and had breakfast, Jiang Churan didn't treat her badly,
You can also have people deliver three meals a day, so early in the morning,
Everyone in the palace was full of anxiety and anxiety, but it was rare that he hadn't forgotten to ask the imperial dining room to bring her food.

Hehe, the imperial meal in this palace, even a simple meal of porridge and side dishes, is delicious.

She drank the porridge and ate the side dishes in a good mood, with a light and comfortable look on her brows.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the palace, everyone was in a hurry, there was noise and confusion everywhere,
The sound of fighting gradually became clearer, resounding through the sky, as if it was right next to my ears.

The corners of Qing Luo's lips curled into a beautiful arc, it seems that Ao Tian's people have already entered the palace.

Sure enough, the maids and eunuchs rushed to tell each other:

"The Ninth Prince is back, the Ninth Prince is back..."

Many people are still celebrating with their foreheads and hands, and their joy cannot be expressed in words.

From time to time, I saw groups of Fan troops rushing to support them in a hurry, with expressions on their faces as if they were facing a big enemy.

The smile on the corners of her lips was even more intense.It really is a beautiful morning!

(End of this chapter)