In this era of rampant time travel, Jiang Xuerong, the king of special forces, has also caught up with this, and with it, her weapons arsenal space.
Beining Kingdom, Zhan Wangfu.
Today is the wedding day of Beining's God of War and Jiang Xuerong, the daughter of Beining's number one merchant. The scene was once spectacular. The line of people welcoming the bride was endless at first glance. Even if it was raining lightly today, it could not stop the enthusiasm of the people watching.
Jiang Xuerong looked blankly at everyone's happy life. No one except her knew that in a few hours, a tsunami would sweep across the city!
Purgatory on earth will begin here! ! !
The night is getting darker, the sound of rain outside is getting louder and louder, the wind is blowing loudly, and there is constant thunder in my ears, like the roar of a lion.
The door of the new house suddenly opened, and the bride lifted her hijab and ran out in a fiery red wedding dress.
The guards and maids at the door were startled, and before they had time to stop them, they only saw the flash of red disappearing around the corner. Chunyu and the guards looked at each other and hurriedly chased after him.
Not long after, Jiang Xuerong followed his memory and came to the door of a study room. Without waiting for the guard to notify him, he ran in holding up his skirt.
The noise she made when she came was too loud, which disturbed the man in the wheelchair. Jiang Xuerong looked over and saw the man's eyebrows were as sharp as a sword. He was dressed in wedding clothes that made him feel like spring breeze. The only flaw was that his pair of shoes were hidden under the wedding robe. residual leg.
When He Yan saw Jiang Xuerong, a flash of surprise flashed in his deep eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, waved his hand, and ordered all the guards who followed Jiang Xuerong to retreat.
He Yan was the first to speak: "You must be the princess who came in today. You have also seen that it is very inconvenient for me to move around, so I may have neglected you today. Please don't blame me..."
No, it's not.
Jiang Xuerong shook his head and interrupted He Yan: "I am not here today to ask for grace."
Under He Yan's gaze, Jiang Xuerong quickly stepped forward, squatted down, grabbed He Yan's sleeves, raised his head, and said very seriously: "Listen to me, there is a secret letter from outside the wall impeaching you for your great achievements. Eight hundred miles were rushed to the palace last night, and the emperor decided that on the second day of your wedding, your whole family would be beheaded in public for the crime of collaborating with the enemy and treason."
He Yan's eyebrows skipped a beat, his expression suddenly became solemn, and the fingers on his lap clenched suddenly: "Where did you know that?"
Jiang Xuerong took a deep breath and did not answer his questions directly. Instead, he told a few shocking secrets with a pale face: "Your legs were disabled because the poison entered the bone marrow. Who was the poisoner? I I believe you know it very well. The emperor just needs you to help him conquer the country, so he will allow you, the son of the He family, to join the court as an official. However, is this not a shackle? Maybe the emperor trusts you, but He Yan, the emperor is suspicious by nature , do you think that the secret document impeaching you will cost the lives of more than 300 people in your palace?"
He Yan's heart suddenly tightened, and his thin lips tightened, as if he was thinking about the authenticity of Jiang Xuerong's words.
Jiang Xuerong spread his hands and looked at him seriously: "If you believe it, please give me your token now, and then immediately send someone to check the authenticity of the secret letter."
"He Yan, this is about the lives of your family and mine. Do you still hesitate?"
During the confrontation between the two of them, a young girl suddenly burst in: "Jiang Xuerong, you are simply alarmist! My He family is full of loyalty and meritorious deeds for generations. Your Majesty thinks highly of the He family, so you let your cousin become the king. How could you do that?" Do you believe the slanderous words and accuse the palace?"
Jiang Xuerong's expression changed slightly, and he stood up and looked at the woman with an unfamiliar face.
Jiang Xuerong had the memory of the original owner, so he quickly recognized that this was He Yuyan, the cousin of the third room. The third room had always been at odds with the first room, and this He Yuyan also liked He Yan. If it weren't for He Yan being injured on the battlefield, The legs have become crippled, and I'm afraid they are still chasing after He Yan.
Miss Cousin...Jiang Xuerong clearly remembered that because the master of the third bedroom was adopted by a third family member, everyone in this mansion could only call He Yuyan "Miss Cousin", not even "Second Miss". In the end, they were not officially part of the He family.
Jiang Xuerong still remembered that on the wedding night of the original owner, the bride who had not eaten all day was extremely hungry, so she lifted her hijab and ate some cakes. However, He Yuyan led someone to break into the door, saying that the original owner did not understand the rules and on the wedding night It gave the original owner a warning.
My cousin, who is a concubine, dare to be disrespectful to my mistress?
Jiang Xuerong's lips curled up into a sneer: "I don't know, when is it the turn of a concubine to interrupt when I am talking to the prince?"
He Yuyan's face became very ugly at that moment. The cousin's words seemed to have stepped on her sore spot. Her eyes when she looked at Jiang Xuerong seemed to have been hardened to ice, and she wanted to skin her and tear her bones apart.
He Yuyan walked towards Jiang Xuerong with a sinister look in her eyes: "Even if I am a concubine, I am still a young lady from the He family and a daughter of a noble family. What about you? The daughter of a mere merchant ran out of the bridal chamber regardless of etiquette on her wedding night. How about you? Why should you accuse me?"
He Yan did not speak, and Jiang Xuerong did not need He Yan to speak at this time.
She took two steps forward, raised her hand suddenly, and gave He Yuyan a hard slap. Then Jiang Xuerong's cold voice sounded: "I am the Princess of War appointed by the emperor. I am the Princess of War who is standing here now." My mistress, since you are just a concubine’s cousin, you have to accept the rewards or punishments from the mistress! This is the rule, do you understand?!”
There was lightning and thunder outside. Jiang Xuerong's delicate and beautiful face was full of seriousness, his eyes were as cold and biting as poisonous snakes, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura, just like a battle-hardened general. For a moment, He Yuyan was so frightened by this aura that she covered her head. He kept a straight face and said nothing for a long time.
After reacting, He Yuyan became even more angry. She was actually taught a lesson by a merchant's daughter?
He Yuyan was so angry that she lost all reason. When had she ever been so humiliated?
He Yuyan was furious: "Jiang Xuerong!!!"
He Yan patted the wheelchair and said in an extremely impatient voice: "That's enough!"
As soon as He Yan opened his mouth, the whole place fell silent.
He Yuyan finally came to her senses and looked at He Yan aggrievedly: "Cousin, look at Jiang Xuerong..."
He Yan glanced coldly: "Yu Yan, it seems that the king is too indulgent to you, that's why he calls the princess by her name without distinction."
He Yuyan's face turned pale: "Cousin..."
He Yan was too lazy to look at her: "Come here, send Miss Biao back."
He Yuyan could only shut up, but the resentful look still clearly fell into Jiang Xuerong's eyes.
Jiang Xuerong calmly suppressed the murderous intent that flashed in his eyes.
He Yuyan, you'd better keep your tail between your legs from today on and don't fall into her hands.
Otherwise, she, Jiang Xuerong, has the temperament to repay injustice and seek revenge.
The room quickly became quiet, leaving only He Yan and Jiang Xuerong.
There was a long silence.
He Yan finally took off the jade pendant from his waist and handed it to Jiang Xuerong: "I will trust you once."
Jiang Xuerong took it solemnly: "Xuerong will definitely live up to the prince's trust."
He Yan nodded slightly, then turned the wheelchair and walked out: "Bai Yu, follow me."
Jiang Xuerong's frown finally relaxed slightly.
It’s done.
He Yan believed her.
And now... she must race against time to start a race with death!
Jiang Xuerong grasped the jade pendant that represented He Yan's identity, lifted up her skirt, and ran out quickly.
There are only five hours left before dawn.
time!
She urgently needs time to prepare enough food!
