The winter of the forty-sixth year of Beizhao

Heavy snow was falling

On the top of the cliff was a woman, dressed in white, walking barefoot on the snow.

Her feet were red from the cold, and her hind feet were eroded with chilblains, and her footprints were trampled by mud and snow.

I didn't seem to feel any pain, and my steps were resolute without the slightest hesitation.

The cold wind swept through the remnants of snow, whistling by, her thin body was shaky, and her long inky hair also fluttered with the wind, falling on large snowflakes.

Cangzi Meng closed her eyes, as if she couldn't feel the bone-eating cold, and in her mind, the lingering images pierced her heart.

Blood, stained the entire palace red.

The sunset on that day is as gorgeous as blood.

The people who love her the most have all left her.

Jiang Li's evil laughter echoed in his ears: "Cangzi Meng, do you really think I will like you?" Don't be too self-conscious. But I want to thank you, if it weren't for your dependence on me in every way, your good father would not have let down his guard against me, and everything wouldn't have gone so smoothly, hahaha......"

She didn't kill anyone, but everyone died because of her.

The father and queen mother both went to Huangquan, and the imperial brother was also shot by a poisoned arrow in order to save her.

She is guilty, and she is the sinner of the entire Beizhao, and even if she falls into hell, she will not be able to wash away the mistakes she has made.

With the sound of horses' hooves, Cangzi Meng knew that he couldn't escape.

knew that he couldn't escape from this encirclement, but he also let the royal brother take his life in vain.

Her sins are unforgivable.

Several soldiers armed with long swords blocked Cangzi Meng's retreat, and in front of her, there was only a cliff.

A soldier dismounted, walked to a place ten steps away from Cangzi Meng, and said, "Princess Xinning, you have no way out this time. ”

Cangzimeng turned around and looked at the soldier, his clear eyes filled with determination, or despair. A relief of dying comes from within.

She smiled, and smiled very loudly. The snow flew in the air, and the cold wind blew across her face, which was incomprehensible in beauty.

"Who said that? Isn't there another one? ”

Death is also a way out.

She would never look back and face Jiang Li's disgusting face now.

The soldier forgot to answer for a while, staring blankly at Cangzi Meng's beautiful face.

It is rumored that Princess Beizhao Xinning is extremely beautiful, and he once didn't believe it. What I see now can be described by the word beauty.

It's just comparable to heaven and man.

"Okay, Princess Ben is tired of walking and wants to rest."

As the only princess of Beizhao, Cangzi Meng has had an innate nobility since she was born.

Even though her clothes are shabby and her green silk is messy now, she still has the atmosphere of royalty when she speaks.

She smiled and said, a crystal teardrop welled up from her eyes and slid down her cheeks, all of which were mockery of her ignorance in the past, and she couldn't see through Jiang Liwolf's ambition.

Jiang Li, the person she was willing to give everything for. but with his own hands, he destroyed her home and country.

Her home is gone......

"You go back and tell Jiang Li, even if my Cangzi Dream turns into a ghost, I will never let him go!"

She is a person who does not believe in ghosts and evil spirits, but now, she hopes that there are really ghosts and gods in the world, and she can turn into a powerful ghost as she wishes and take revenge on Jiang Li.

After speaking, she turned around and jumped lightly, her white slender figure was like an elf in the snow.

The next moment, many guards hurriedly rushed up to grab her. But it's like a kite with a broken string, no matter how fast you run, you can't re-catch it before it hits the ground.

The soldier who was stunned just now realized that he had made a big mistake and had made a big mistake: "Oh no, the prince will not let us go even if she is dead." ”

Their task is to bring the living Cangzi Dream back, but this cliff, falling down, must be shattered.

The fallen Cangzi Dream is like having broken wings.

In front of her eyes, her father's kind smile appeared.

The corners of Cangzimeng's mouth also unconsciously raised an arc, his blurry eyes narrowed slightly, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly. The tear mole in the lower left corner of the eye is hidden by the hair and looms.

If I can live, I will let Jiang Li never recover and taste the suffering of the world.

Once Cangzi Meng's status was noble, thousands of favors were in one, and he could easily control the life and death of humble people. But now, being alive is just a luxury for her before she dies.

In the face of life and death, all beings are equal.

In the forty-sixth year of Beizhao, the last day is today.

In the cold winter, it should be a happy day for the family to reunite.

Overnight, the dynasty was annihilated, the royal family was subverted, and there was no Beizhao in the entire continent.

How much Cangzi Meng relied on Jiang Li in the past, and how much he hates him now.

In the past, Cangzi dreamed of how much he wanted to marry Jiang Li, but now he wants him to die without a place to be buried.

Heaven and hell, only in a moment.

All the sins kicked off in the afternoon.

But all dust, all things, turned into dust.