The talons of the falcons were too sharp and hard, and their movements were as fast as lightning. Before anyone could see clearly, they had already torn the old king's body into pieces.
The music sounded again, and the speed of the falcons seemed to be accelerating with the speed of the drums. Their movements were cruel and rough, until the last bone was taken away by them, and the drums stopped in a hurry.
All of this is like a gluttonous feast held for the falcons.
The falcon spread its wings and flew away, leaving only an empty coffin for the former king of the Jiang Kingdom.
The sacrifices climbed up to the tiankeng, which was also filled with soil and became the "tomb" of the late king.
Jiang Huan wiped away the tears that had not yet leaked out of her eyes. She straightened her back and bowed firmly in the direction of the tomb.
She pushed Chen Ruyi's wheelchair away, but never looked back.
The air in this grassland was so good that Jiang Huan felt as if his soul had been cleansed just by walking.
She took a deep breath, swallowed the heavy feeling, and deliberately made her tone more relaxed, "Chen State does not have such a large grassland, nor such comfortable wind and air."
Chen Ruyi nodded, but then said comfortingly, "My condolences."
Even though Jiang Huan tried her best to cover up the deep pain in her heart, she still showed some of it, which was enough for Chen Ruyi to be captured.
What kind of pain must it be to make his little princess look so lonely and lonely, as if she has been abandoned by the whole world.
Chen Ruyi held the back of Jiang Huan's hand and silently conveyed her feelings to her.
Jiang Huan smiled and sighed, narrowing his eyes slightly, "When I was young, I always told my father that I wanted to grow up quickly. At that time, I was still young and could not ride a horse or ride a horse.
When people travel far away, I always secretly follow my third brother and my father out, but I think what should I do if my third brother and my father are not in Lihuo Palace one day."
She stretched out her hand to block the dazzling sunlight, but her eyes hurt a little.
The grassland in front of her seemed to have turned into the soil she was most familiar with. Here, she could laugh and cry, and her father would come to take her home if she fell down.
She has nothing to fear, nothing to be afraid of.
Jiang Huan sneered and took off a wooden hairpin stuck in her bun.
She threw the wooden hairpin into the stove on one side and watched the tongues of flames burn the wooden hairpin until nothing was left. She finally shed two lines of tears.
"It's time for me to leave here." Jiang Huan said it twice, as if he was repeating it to himself.
She looked at the stove seriously again, and this time she solemnly said, "I am the fifth princess of the Jiang Kingdom."
After the sacrificial ceremony, Chen Ruyi arranged the carriages and horses and prepared to go back to Chen Kingdom.
It had been a long time since they came out. Although they had presented the book to their father, there seemed to be a lot of changes in the palace in the past few days.
According to the letters sent by the spies, Chen Yan plans to accept a new concubine into the palace.
If it were just an ordinary concubine, it shouldn't have caused such a commotion. But this time, the concubine Chen Yan wanted to take was no one else, but Rou, the holy witch of the Wu Zhu clan.
Saints of the Wurou clan need to maintain their own sanctity. Not to mention getting married, even having their skin touched by a man is a serious offense.
This time the emperor asked Wu Rou to be his concubine, which was tantamount to provoking the Wuzhu clan, and was undoubtedly declaring that he would reverse the centuries-old rules and etiquette of the Wuzhu clan.
This is no small matter.
Chen's royal family is also about to change.
Jiang Lu packed a cart full of things for Jiang Huan. He packed all the things she liked in the Xingyue Palace. Finally, he did not forget to put the little golden rabbit in the wooden box.
, hiding it inside.
Jiang Lu patted the luggage he had packed and hid all the reluctance in his chest.
He stretched out his hand to rub Jiang Huan's hair and said with a smile, "The next time we meet, it will be your wedding. By then, Third Brother hopes to see you dressed up as the most beautiful bride, making everyone in Chen Guo envious.
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Jiang Huan nodded vigorously, and she puffed up her chest, looking like a little warrior, "We have agreed that I will be the most beautiful bride in the Chen Kingdom, and you will be the most handsome prince in the Jiang Kingdom.
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Looking at Jiang Huan's appearance, Jiang Lu couldn't help but smile. He stretched out his fingers, just like he did when he was young, and hooked them with Jiang Huan's fingers, making a unique oath between them.
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"Okay, don't waste time, it's time to hit the road." Jiang Zixu urged, and he put a big fur cloak on Jiang Huan's shoulders. There was no trace of expression on his cold face.
He tucked up the corners of his clothes and warned, "It's cold on the road, so don't get cold."
Jiang Huan nodded, then turned around and got into the carriage.
Until the carriage left Lihuo Palace, she never looked back again.
-Chen Guo
The palace people walked in a hurry, almost running, and kept walking through the corridor.
Their expressions were solemn, and they did not dare to stay too much at all, as if something extremely terrifying was silently urging them to go faster, and faster.
Nowadays, the harem can be said to be full of smoke, and the only thing left is the last straw to crush the entire harem to death.
Fengluan Palace has been deserted for five days. All the guests who came to the palace went to the Water Pavilion, and a large number of precious gifts were given to Wu Rou.
Those expensive jewels, the same jewels that Wu Rou could only see for several years in the past, are now piled up in Wu Rou's palace like ordinary strands of coarse cloth, making Wu Rou not want to take a look at them.
The Wu Zhu clan had already spread the news that Wu Rou was going to become a concubine, but they did not dare to say anything at all. Even Chu Lian, who was usually the most arrogant and indifferent person, never interfered in this matter.
There was only one condition she put forward: if Wu Rou became a concubine in the harem, she would no longer be Wu Zhu's saint.
Chen Yan naturally accepted this condition happily and gave Chu Lian a large sum of money to re-elect the saint.
On both sides of this silver it is said that it would be enough to choose a saint to provide the witches with a family with a worry-free life for a hundred years.
Wu Rou lay lazily on the imperial concubine's couch. A slave on one side handed her expensive fresh fruits, while another slave was hammering her legs.
This kind of treatment was nothing she had ever had before.