After being picked up by the prince, Xiaojiaohua is wild and sassy

Ru Huahua holds Huarong's sword in her hand, and puts it firmly on Huarong's neck. She leads people around the panicked palace servants, and looks directly at Jiang Xingyun who hastily brought people over, "Jiang Xingyun, I won't stop you today." You, but don't stop me either."

The two confronted each other, Jiang Xingyun shook his head, "Hua Ru, there is an enemy army outside the city, you can't escape, come with me. What's more, are you going to do it?"

Ru Huahua was noncommittal, "Your Majesty can try it."

Facing Jiang Xingyun, who was like a bereaved dog, her Majesty's voice at this time was somewhat ironic.

Under the lights, Jiang Xingyun looked at her, but finally shook his head, "Even if you don't do anything, she won't live long after the city is broken."

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused an uproar in a small area.

He didn't intend to take Huarong away.

This is the first time that Ruhuahua has truly seen the ruthlessness of the person in front of her. She looked surprised, "Anyway, she is also your first wife, and more..."

Recalling Huarong's obsession with him, Ru Huahua couldn't help but feel a little sad.But before she finished speaking, she heard the sound of arrow feathers piercing the sky.

Ruhuahua was caught off guard, but she clearly felt that Huarong, who was held hostage by her in front of her body, was shocked. In the next moment, a warm wet feeling stuck to the back of her hand.

The strong smell of blood hit the nostrils.

"Huarong!" Ruhuahua's voice suddenly rose, her eyes moved from Huarong's face to her slender neck, and her heart sank suddenly.

The sharp obsidian arrow pierced through the throat, leaving no chance of rescue.

Ruhuahua backhanded her into her arms, Huarong was hugged by her, spitting blood out of her mouth, looking at Huaru who was close at hand, Huarong opened her mouth, as if she was trying to say something.

The only eye-catching thing on the pale complexion was the scarlet and blood-stained lips. Ruhuahua looked down at her struggling silently. After a moment of silence, Ruhuahua finally opened her mouth, "Do you have any last words?"

Huarong opened her mouth, her throat was so badly injured that she couldn't speak.

"What?" Ruhuahua struggled to identify the shape of her mouth, but Huarong kept vomiting blood, and it could only be seen that she seemed to be trying to say something, but she really couldn't see anything.

In the next moment, she saw Hua Rong's gaze struggling to look in Jiang Xingyun's direction.

At that moment, Ru Huahua couldn't bear to expose that it was her eyes following the follower who ordered her to be killed.

But maybe she didn't need to say it at all, Huarong already knew about it.

Huarong's gaze was too intense and complicated, full of anger, resentment, hatred, and pain, and in the end, all that was left was jealousy.

How can she not be jealous?Although she was the concubine envied by everyone in Zhou Rao, she still couldn't get her husband's sincerity, and even after Jiang Xingyun ascended the throne, he wanted to abandon her Li Huaru as his queen.

She calculated half of her life to bear children for Jiang Xingyun, but she failed to hold his heart.

And she had been jealous of Huaru for so many years, but she died in Huaru's arms when she was about to die.

All emotions condense into complex emotions in the end.

Unable to express any last words, Hua Rong died in peace, and died quietly at the hands of the person she had been thinking about all her life.

It looked rather miserable.

Ruhuahua had mixed feelings in her heart, she didn't know how to react for a moment, she was silent for a while, and then sighed, "In the next life, keep your eyes bright, don't trust others."

In memory, this cousin of hers had never even killed a chicken, and even called her cousin in a soft voice when she was young, because Jiang Xingyun seemed like a different person.

She raised her hand to wipe off the blood on the face of the person in her arms, closed her eyes, bent like a flower and put the person on the ground.

She raised her eyes again, tightly clenched the sword in her hand, her eyes were colder than the edge of the sword.Her body was stained with a lot of blood, and she looked hostile, "Jiang Xingyun, you really deserve to die."

It's one thing for her to want to kill Huarong, but it's another thing for Huarong to be killed by Jiang Xingyun.

Hearing the sound of fighting outside the palace, the courtiers around Jiang Xingyun were very anxious, "Your Majesty, we can't delay any longer. If we keep the green hills, we won't be afraid of running out of firewood. If we don't leave now, we will have to wait to die."

A voice came straight in, breaking the flustered voice suddenly, "Are you leaving?"

Holding the sword like a flower, she swung it straight and killed her.

The guards hurriedly escorted him, and the minister dragged Jiang Xingyun to escape.

Ruhuahua held a long sword in her hand, no one could stop whoever blocked and killed him.

There were many guards in the palace, and Ru Huahua became a little numb after reaching the back.

I don't know how long it has passed, and finally there are no crowds blocking her as far as the eye can see, but there are already no one there.Ruhuahua's fingers were trembling, not from fear, but from exhaustion.

There was a shout of killing from somewhere, and suddenly a few palace servants stepped on the corpses everywhere and rushed in. They were stunned when they saw her, but they didn't say anything.

Ruhuahua didn't care about those people, she also approached the hall with her sword in her hand, after searching, she took out the hidden hairball from the corner.

The small ball trembled, seemed to be frightened, and struggled a bit when she picked it up by the back of the neck, and was scolded by Ruhuahua before it honestly withered.

When Ru Huahua stepped out of the palace with the cat in her arms, another wave of soldiers broke in from outside the door.

Ru Huahua subconsciously clenched the sword in her hand, but suddenly loosened it when she saw the armor pattern clearly.

Before she could open her mouth, there was a sudden wind from behind, Ru Huahua had already exhausted herself, and at that moment she didn't even have the energy to hide.

Something hit the back of her head, Ru Huahua let out a muffled snort, she felt dizzy in front of her eyes, Ru Huahua's eyes gradually became a little loose, as if there were countless stars revolving around her in front of her eyes.

The fat cat in her hand fell down along with her, making a high-pitched and shrill cry.

"Meow-"

Ruhuahua's consciousness, which had already begun to drowsy, came to her senses with difficulty. She reached out to grab the cat, but she couldn't stand up.

After the sneak attack succeeded, the soldiers behind rushed up and grabbed her sword in an instant, and held her on the ground.

The disgusting rust smell condensed in the air, and the smell was even stronger on the ground. Ruhuahua felt a little sick to her stomach. She struggled, and said weakly, "Don't do it, your own."

The soldier in front of him was not from the original Weizhou camp. He didn't know her. Seeing her covered in blood, he thought she was a discarded concubine, so he didn't take it seriously at all, "Take her down first, let's go search place."

Seeing the restrained master, Xiao Cao'er, who was about to run, suddenly pawed, thinking for some reason, when those people walked out, it suddenly jumped up and threw itself on the face of one of them.

"Meow!"

Ruhuahua was dumbfounded, but when she realized it, she immediately yelled, "Little Cao'er, run!"

This stupid cat.

The soldier whose face was scratched let out a cry of pain, subconsciously let go of Huarong's grip, and reached out to catch the cat.

But Xiaocao'er kicked her hind legs and jumped straight onto the face of the opposite person.