In the next crescent moon, the deserted battlefield clearly illuminates the battlefield. A gust of wind passed, and the strong smell of blood penetrated into the nose, reminding us that there had just been a war here.
Jiang Yaqing stopped in front of a chariot, raised his sword, picked up the enemy’s corpse lying horizontally, and then sat down on the edge of the battlefield, looking at the Shura Field in front of him with a cold expression.
Two years later, the war has finally ended. Jiang Yaqing’s nose was a little sour. When the cold wind blew, the sourness only rushed into her mind, and her eyes became moist for no reason. The sword spikes fluttered on her hand, but the man wrapped them up with her with his own hands before leaving.
“Qingqing, the day you return is the time for you and I to get married.”
Before Jiang Yaqing’s smile could be calm, she saw soldiers rushing to come from afar, “General, the emperor is urgently ordered to return to the capital first.”
Jiang Yaqing frowned and stood up, looked at the moonlight in the sky, and said, “Yecheng had just experienced war. This is a good time to appease the people’s hearts. I have reported to the emperor that after the residents in the city are settled tomorrow, let’s put aside for a while.”
She stood up and left, but the guard who was passing the message stood up from the ground.
“General Jiang Yaqing intends to rebel, and he is escorted back to the capital for trial immediately by the emperor’s imperial edict!”
The voice was sharp and harsh, like a knife stabbing it straight into his heart. With the sound of the blade coming out of the sheath in his ear, Jiang Yaqing subconsciously raised the knife to cross his chest, blocking the attack of the deputy general beside him.
“You!”
The deputy general had already bullied her before she spoke, and shouted, “The emperor has long realized that you have the intention to rebel. Now he is openly resisting the order, and he is really in a bad mood.” He raised his voice and said, “Take down the rebel general Jiang Yaqing and follow me to return to Beijing to receive rewards!”
The originally calm battlefield became lively for a moment, with the light of the sword reflecting the moonlight, but the blades were all aimed at their former chief general. Jiang Yaqing was furious and attacked several times, but when she flew, her hands and feet suddenly became weak.
At the same time, a light flashed in front of him, Jiang Yaqing lowered her head, and the deputy general’s knife had already stabbed into her right abdomen. As the blood was lost, the sound of fighting in his ears gradually blurred. At the last moment, red ears flashed in front of him, and Jiang Yaqing held them firmly in his hand without consciously.
“I really can’t see that General Jiang has been loyal to the emperor and serve the country all his life, and he actually taught such a treasonous daughter.”
“Yes, fortunately, our Empress destroys her relatives for justice, otherwise, I don’t know what trouble will happen.”
“Okay, stop talking, the emperor is nostalgic. If we gossip here, we will be punished again.”
“Okay, okay, let’s not talk about it.”
His eyelids seemed to be worth a thousand gold. Jiang Yaqing moved her fingers with difficulty and took a lot of effort to barely open her eyes. The dim light in front of you, faded roofIt was still dripping down, drop by drop, dripping on her face, bringing a damp and obscure atmosphere.
I turned around and looked around. There were walls on three sides and iron railings on one side. In front of the railing, there were two people wearing prison guards’ costumes busy. Jiang Yaqing closed her eyes, her throat was so thirsty that she felt uncomfortable, so she stretched her arms towards the two of them: “Shui…”
After being unconscious for many days, she suddenly made a sound, and the two prison guards were startled. When she was sure she woke up, the two looked at each other and quickly stepped out of the prison door. One of them was guarding her and said to the other, “Go and report to the emperor quickly, I’ll watch here.”
Yes, she remembered.
This is the Heavenly Prison. Judging from the furnishings, it is still a repetition of the crime. There seemed to be a sword and a sword flashing in front of me. The soldier who came to pass the imperial edict, the deputy general who took the lead in rebelling, all his memories were recovered. Jiang Yaqing looked down and saw that the wound on his waist was wrapped in a bandage at some point, but the wound seemed to have not been treated well. The bandage was twisted and twisted, with some yellow stains faintly. As she moved, dark red blood gradually fainted.
The person who wants to come to treat him just wants to keep her life for the time being.
Jiang Yaqing can still withstand this pain after years of licking blood on the battlefield. She slowly adjusted her breathing evenly, tried not to touch the wound, and slowly moved it under the iron railing, and picked up the water on the ground.
She has never been a spoiled princess. She only knows that no matter what the situation is, survival is the only reason.