Morning.

Jiang Xiang came, and Jiang Qianluo saw his father for the first time after the first emperor.

Jiang Qunfang's death was too sudden, and Jun Wuheng helped the Nine Emperors to be the new emperor, and the Jiang family was caught off guard.

Where does this man have time to care about his daughter.

"Father."

Jiang Qianluo was dressed in plain white, still sitting upright, and the man walked in quickly, with a solemn expression.

Jiang Xiang spoke straightforwardly, and his eyes were full of disgust, especially when he looked at Jiang Qianluo's intact appearance.

"If I were a mother, I would have followed Your Majesty with a cup of poisonous wine. The face of the family was lost by you. ”

Jiang Xiang reprimanded angrily.

Jiang Qianluo's heart sank and sank, but she had long been used to her biological father.

Jiang Qianluo raised his head and gritted his teeth: "So you are not this palace, you can't be me for the rest of your life, father, when you used the Jun family to force me to make a choice, did you ever expect the current situation?" ”

“……”

"He has become a nine-thousand-year-old man who leans towards the government and the opposition, and the first thing he will not let go of is you!"

The woman's expression was excited, her eyes were red, she could have been by her Ah Heng's side, a couple for the rest of her life.

"A eunuch is also worthy of power, and he cannot continue to have children."

Jiang Xiang was still arrogant and didn't put Jun Wuheng in his eyes.

Jiang Qianluo didn't want to hear him slander Jun Wuheng, she said indifferently: "My father is looking for me, it's definitely not to catch up with the past, if I don't have use value, I'm afraid that if I die of old age in this palace, my father won't take a look." ”

Jiang Xiang's expression was serious and terrifying, and he didn't listen to Jiang Qianluo's nonsense.

"You and I are in the same boat, if you don't join forces with me to get rid of Jun Wuheng, do you think you have another way out?"

Jiang Xiang stared at Jiang Qianluo fiercely.

"What if this palace is not?"

A mocking smile curled into the corner of the woman's mouth.

"Then your fate will be a hundred times worse than Jiang Qunfang!"

"I'm your daughter!" Jiang Qianluo couldn't help it, she roared angrily, her voice hoarse.

Her heart is also fleshy, how can she not feel pain!

Walking in the palace, but not wanting to do the same at home, or even more!

"It's good that you know it's my daughter, and the children of my Jiang family will protect the Jiang family for generations!"

Jiang Xiang couldn't negotiate when he saw it, so he flicked his sleeves and left angrily.

Drop a word before leaving.

"I'll make you bow your head sooner or later."

Bang dang.

The contents of the temple were smashed to pieces.

Others only think that they are the daughter of the prime minister and are favored by themselves, but they don't know that their Jiang family's daughter has been cultivated since she was a child and sacrificed herself step by step for power.

Ruyun hurriedly ran over: "Master, you are bleeding." ”

"The body has long been riddled with holes, this bit of blood is nothing."

Qiyun was very distressed: "Why is the master always like this, you are a person, not a tool." ”

"It doesn't matter."

The temple gate is not far away.

The man in a brocade robe stopped and stood, and the little eunuch walked quickly.

The man's black hair drooped, and he reached out to catch the falling petals, which shattered in his palm.

"What did you say?"

The little eunuch stumbled, in fact, he didn't hear very clearly, but because he was nine thousand years old, he had to say something.

"The slave only heard that Jiang Xiang asked Niangniang to save the family's face with death, but Niangniang refused, so they quarreled."

The little eunuch didn't say everything.

In exchange for Jun Wuheng's shameful laughter.

Is this the Jiang family she swore to keep? What an irony!

……

Jiang Qianluo secretly fired and made some delicious food, planning to send it to Feng Xu.

But Jiang Qianluo looked at the high palace wall and hesitated.

One turned over, her steps were unsteady, she was a disciple of Xuanmen, and she had kung fu on her body, but now she couldn't even climb over a wall.

Jiang Qianluo's feet softened, and his body fell heavily.

She fell right in front of Jun Wuheng.