Backstage, the "negative heart" Zhao Can, the person who practiced the exercises was deaf and clear-sighted, and the words of the concubines who gritted their teeth and couldn't wait to whip him into his ears one by one.

Really, for the first time, I wish I wasn't so deaf.

I just hope that they don't recognize him, otherwise, he is afraid that he will be thrown rotten eggs when he walks by.

"Father" Lin Gonggong cast a sympathetic look at Zhao Can.

There's no way, Concubine Sheng's performance is so good, he just watched it backstage and wanted to scold the negative heart.

Gong Fei looked at it with a heavy face, grinding his teeth, this woman is really a play, a natural play!

However, all that was in her mind was the poignant smile on her little face when she lifted the red veil and was as bright as snow.

The smile was like a sharp claw grabbing his heart, clenched so tightly that it was hard to breathe.

put on a red wedding dress to marry him, how can it be such a smile!

Gong Feihan felt that it was necessary to marry this woman again!

The crowd was still immersed in grief and anger.

The curtain slowly opens.

The scene has changed.

Princess Xiu'er is already a concubine in the harem, as if she has changed someone, abiding by etiquette, following the rules, and living a gentle and indifferent life.

seems to have forgotten her identity as a princess, just a palace concubine.

Until one day, she suddenly received a letter.

Father's bloody letters.

The general's mansion colluded with the minister's mansion to rebel, and the entire palace has been occupied, and the royal family has become prisoners, and the new emperor will ascend the throne on a certain day, so she must take care.

She looked at the weeping blood book that the dark guard had sent to her hand after many hardships and dangers, and her brain was galloping over, and she fell headlong in anger.

On the curtain bra.

There was not even music, and the whole scene fell into a heavy and oppressive silence.

The hearts of the crowd were tightly gripped, staring at the black curtain in front of them, and they didn't even dare to roll their eyes, for fear of missing some news.

Dark clouds pressed down, and breathing was suffocated.

Princess Xiu'er doesn't know what happened?

With such a national hatred and family hatred, where should we go?

……

"Drive-"

I don't know how long later, a hoarse and rapid voice sounded from behind the curtain.

The curtain slowly opens.

Princess Xiu'er had already tied up her long hair, and galloped on the field of returning home in men's clothes.

Yes, she escaped from the palace, she was going back to save her father, and she was going to cut off the man's head under the sword with her own hands.

The loyal ministers loyal to the royal family, knowing that the princess was back, spontaneously organized soldiers and horses to fight against traitors and traitors.

Princess Xiu'er wore armor and led the army to fight in front of the palace.

The general and his woman, who had not yet ascended the throne, were dressed in dazzling costumes, and the doves occupied the magpie's nest, standing shamelessly on the tower of the palace gate, with a fierce and contemptuous expression, looking at Princess Xiu'er who had returned from the palace gate, like a dying ant.

The voice was as fierce as a poisonous snake, "Everyone, listen to the order, whoever wins the head of the princess, worship the prime minister!" ”

When a soldier heard this, it was like a basin of chicken blood in his head, and his eyes were full of fanatical and terrifying light, and he stabbed at the princess with a bright sword.

A group of soldiers behind the princess greeted her, and the scene suddenly swords.

Red was thick and splashed, and all kinds of wails were endless.

Obviously, the sword is a fake sword, and the blood is pig blood, but the crowd really saw the fierce battle.

There was a huge disparity in the strength of the two armies, and the guards around the princess fell one by one.

The man stood above and looked at him coldly, the corners of his mouth hooked into a cruel, cold and determined smile.

The woman dressed next to him lifted her sleeve and wiped his face.

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