Chapter 1 Forced to marry

In the 14th year of Yongjia, the winter solstice was cold and the snow was constantly.

The imperial city was filled with joy, but the pedestrians looked sad and solemn.

In Kunning Palace, there is a red silk bed curtain and a red candle with a high fever.

Chen Qianzhao sat on the bed of joy, and the red veil of the embroidered phoenix blocked her vision. The red smeared her eyes and her heart felt like a knife cutting it, and she felt pain inch by inch.

Tonight was her happy night, and she married the Prince of Qi.

The palace maid who was serving next to her was not happy at all...

"Your Highness... do you have to use some fruits to cushion first?" The palace maid Caiqiu's eyes flashed slightly, and she found that no one noticed this. She carefully sent the small fruit in her hand to Chen Qianzhao and whispered, her voice as hoarse as if it had been burned by fire.

Chen Qianzhao didn't say a word, and his hands, which were covered by the wedding dress, tightened slightly and trembled slightly...

"There is no other prince. From now on, we will be the only one lady!" A sharp voice sounded, and the eunuch who was obedient in the eunuch slowly brought in with a few palace maids.

He bent over and smiled flatteringly, "Empress, thousand years old..."

This "Empress" is a complete irony.

Caiqiu was furious, "Ding Sheng! You are selling your country for glory, and you are in vain. Your Highness treats you well in the past. You are really heartless!"

That day, the people of Qi attacked in. His Highness led the remaining soldiers and generals stationed in the imperial city to guard the city. However, Ding Sheng used His Highness's oral instructions to open the back gate and welcome the enemy...

Now that the imperial city has been lost and has been occupied by the Qi army, even His Highness is forced to marry a dog thief from the enemy country.

Under the veil, Chen Qianzhao's lips were pursed tightly and his fingers were clenched white. She, Chen Qianzhao, is a dignified princess of a country. Now that the country is destroyed, her family is still forced to marry her enemy... It's really useless.

Ding Sheng sneered, "This man goes to a high place. Prince Qi will ascend the throne in the future. The identity of this empress is more noble than that of Princess Yongle. Your Highness should be happy."

Cai Qiu's anger was full of hatred, and his eyes were red. He wanted to slap him and cut such a villain into pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Suddenly, a steady footsteps came from outside, and Ding Sheng glared at Caiqiu and retreated aside.

With a "creaking", the palace gate opened, and the cold wind mixed with snow blew into the hall. It was Qi Shuyu, the prince of Qi State.

Chen Qianzhao's hand in his sleeve suddenly turned white. The hatred of killing his father, the hatred of killing his brother, the hatred of his country and family, were buried one by one in her heart. The reason why she could survive until now was entirely due to this vast sea of ​​deep blood hatred!

Now, the enemy is step by step towards her.

The surroundings were so quiet that Chen Qianzhao was so nervous that he was sweating coldly on his forehead. He tried hard to restrain his hatred so that he could not see anything strange.

A red figure appeared under the red veil. When the veil was lifted halfway, Chen Qianzhao gritted his teeth, pulled out his sleeve knife, and tried his best to stab the person in front of him!

He pulled out the knife again and stabbed it hard!

Blood gushed out and splashed around, the veil had already slipped off, and the blood dripped on the face that had once been full of beauty in the capital, giving birth to a bit of sadness.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

After being subjected to this sudden change, the soldier hurried forward, pulled away the crazy Princess Yongle, and stabbed it in with one sword!

The body was pierced, but there was no pain. Chen Qianzhao's face was covered with tears and blood on the corner of his mouth, but he smiled like crazy, "I, Chen Qianzhao, are originally a princess, eat the people's salary, enjoy all the glory and wealth, and should be the backer for the people..."

"You are waiting for the thief! Kill my father and brother! Captive my people! Rape my sisters... but now I still want me to marry the thief... ridiculous!"

"It's ridiculous!"

"Your Highness!" Caiqiu burst into tears, hugged Chen Qianzhao tightly, and used his weak body to block Chen Qianzhao's sword and then use his sword. His body was already covered in blood.

The prince of Qi, who covered the blood-seeking wound with one hand, turned red in his eyes and scolded the soldiers, "Get back! No one is allowed to touch her!"

Tears stopped abruptly, Chen Qianzhao was chasing the familiar voice in disbelief, and the blurred vision blocked by the tears gradually became clear, and a familiar face was imprinted in his eyes...

The man in the past, who was as white as snow, wore a red wedding dress today and looked at her with a pale face.

When Chen Qianzhao saw this person, she immediately understood that her face was pale and her blood-stained lips trembled slightly, "So that's it...so that's it..."

No wonder Qi knew so well about the defense line on the border of the Great Jin Dynasty. No wonder the 100,000 troops sent by the father to support the prince's brother were all wiped out at the bottom of the cliff. No wonder the father was obviously strong but was poisoned for no reason. No wonder so many secret guards around the prince's brother...

It’s all because of the person in front of you, Qi Shuyu!

"I should have thought of it, I should have thought of it..." Chen Qianzhao murmured to himself, tears overflowing from his eyes and slowly fell to the ground along his cheeks.

Qi Shuyu covered her wound and approached step by step, feeling unbearable in her eyes, "Zhao'er..."

"Don't call me like that!" Chen Qianzhao's eyes were red, his blood-stained lips were so beautiful that they were sensational, and his voice was hoarse, and every word was filled with hatred, "Brother Wu of the Prince regarded you as his own brother, and Wu of the Father Wu handed over the military power to you for trust... Qi Shuyu! You villain!"

Chen Qianzhao held the sneaker sword and wanted to rush towards Qi Shuyu again!

Qi Shuyu's pupils tightened, "No!"

Dozens of sharp swords stabbed Chen Qianzhao's body at the same time, and his bloody body was blurred...

The woman's eyes widened, everything seemed like a dream...

Qi Shuyu hugged Chen Qianzhao tightly, his voice trembled slightly, and he raised his hand to wipe away the blood on Chen Qianzhao's face, but the more he wiped it, he became redder and there was no sound, his heart was like a knife cutting, "Zhao'er..."

"No, Your Highness the Crown Prince! People from the West Cong Kingdom outside led their troops in!"

"Let's go! Your Highness quickly!"

...

The sound of fighting in the city was flying, and the blades flew, and wherever they went, blood flowed into a river.

The man wearing cold armor stepped into the hall with a strong smell of blood.

There were two corpses in the hall, one of whom was wearing wedding costumes, his face was bloodstained, and his body was covered in blood.

The man in cold armor squatted down and carried the person into his arms with trembling hands, "Your Highness..."

But the woman in her arms had long lost her life.

"Your Highness, the prince of Qi has fled, can you chase after him?"

The man's eyes were filled with cold light, his low voice was hoarse and a hint of swearing, "Chase!"

"yes!"

What a familiar voice...

The Western Dynasty....

King Huai...who is it?

Is it him... no.

How could it be...he was already dead.

As the last trace of consciousness dissipated, Chen Qianzhao fell into boundless darkness, like an abyss, obliterating her bit by bit.

The man's eyes were scarlet, and he pulled out the clean sleeves from his armor and wiped away the blood on Chen Qianzhao's face bit by bit. He was cautious, as if he was treating something he loved...

The soldiers around looked at each other, unable to understand this scene at all, and even more unclear the meaning.

What if a dead person wiped her face?

The blood was wiped clean, and a fair and beautiful face made countless soldiers stagnate at this moment.

Princess Yongle has a beautiful appearance and a beautiful woman who has made many countries ask for marriage.

The man smiled miserably and hugged Chen Qianzhao tightly...

His little prince likes to be clean the most. If his face is dirty, he should cry again...

"Your Highness, my subordinate... is here to marry you."

Outside Kunning Palace, heavy snow covered the city's corpses and mess.

At the end of the 14th year of Yongjia, Qi State attacked Jin, and the last trace of royal blood in the Great Jin Dynasty - Princess Yongle, died for her country.

Qi occupied Jin, and the Western Dynasties sent troops to chase Qi soldiers...

Jin State was destroyed.

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