The cold wind howled, and the war drums resounded like huge thunder above the Jiang Kingdom.
Jiang Huan's tears had long since dried up. Her fiery red dress was decorated with fireworks and corpses all over the ground. It was shocking to see her.
She never thought that one day, she would stand on this city wall, facing her favorite Chen Du sword.
Rather than saying it was a sword fight, it was more like being forced into a corner.
The Jiang Kingdom was dead. Jiang Huan watched with his own eyes as Chen Du planted the flag of the Chen Kingdom above the Lihuo Palace and stabbed to death his father, the emperor, and his mother who loved him the most.
The cold wind was miserable, and Jiang Huan felt that her eyes were so painful that she couldn't open them. She subconsciously wanted to rub them, but found that her hands were already covered in blood.
"Ah Huan, come back to Chen Country with me, and I will save your life." Chen Du advised softly. The sword in his hand was still dripping with blood, which made Jiang Huan's heart ache.
She bit her lower lip and burst into laughter.
The hatred in Jiang Huan's eyes had disappeared without a trace, leaving only endless indifference.
The cold wind blew her long skirt, making her look so sad.
Jiang Huan had imagined countless times that Chen Du would lead troops to Jiang State to marry him. Now that he had a leader, he came to level Jiang State's city walls and dye the land of Jiang State red.
Jiang Huan glanced at the fire outside the city wall. The last garrisoned army in the Jiang Kingdom had been completely destroyed. At this point, she, the last princess, was the only one left in the entire Jiang Kingdom.
"Chen Du, you killed my family and destroyed my Jiang Kingdom." Jiang Huan said unusually calmly. She looked in the direction of Lihuo Palace for a long time and slowly closed her eyes, "I am Jiang
The last princess of the country, I will be with Jiang Guo."
When Chen Du heard this, he just hurriedly replied, "Ah Huan, I can save your life. I have made a great contribution today and married you as my concubine. My father will agree."
"Chen Du, I, Jiang Huan, have never regretted anything in my life, but what I regret most now is getting to know you." Jiang Huan opened his eyes, and those moving eyes like stars and moons were now just filled with a pool of stagnant water, "If
In the next life, I want to see with my own eyes the disintegration of your Chen country and the ruin of your Chen Du family."
After that, Jiang Huan jumped up. The long red skirt made her look like a phoenix with broken wings. Even if she fell into the world, she was still full of glory and brilliance, making people unable to move.
Open your eyes.
The pain only lasted a moment. Jiang Huan clearly heard the sound of his bones breaking and felt his consciousness blurring for a moment.
This short life passed through her mind like a fleeting glance.
Jiang Huan tilted her head and saw Chen Du running towards her from a distance. She wanted to say something, but when she moved her lips, she could only cough up blood.
She used her last strength to look at the dark sky. There was no light there, as if there was no future.
"Chen Du, I wish you could bury thirty million of Jiang's people with me. I wish..." Jiang Huan stared at her eyes and lost her voice completely. And the last words Chen Du heard
, but I wish I could only use four words.
In the thirteenth year of Lihe, the Chen State defeated the Jiang State. The eighteen-year-old princess of the Jiang State died for the country. The three princes of the Chen State returned with their coffins. The remaining people of the Jiang State committed suicide and died for the country. Since then, no one in the Jiang State has survived.