"Jiang Jingheng, since we have been husband and wife for ten years, I will leave you a whole corpse!"

The man spoke as if he was giving her charity. It was as if a sharp blade had sliced open Jiang Jing's heart.

For this man, Jiang Jingjing wore an armor and went to the battlefield. She had a close shave with death.

She had finally returned with a triumphant return. She did not expect that what greeted her was not a phoenix robe, but an imperial edict that sent her to prison.

She was dressed in a thin and dirty prison robe. Her hair was disheveled and her face was dirty. She was lying awkwardly on the wet and cold prison wall.

"Xiao, be careful. What do you think you're doing with ten years of friendship?"

Xiao Shen only left behind two cold words: "Take the throne."

On the last day before the execution, Jiang Jingheng was woken up by someone's nails, and a few bloody wounds were exposed on her face.

The arrogant and arrogant woman in front of him was none other than Jiang Jingheng's cousin, Consort Xian who was about to be promoted to the Empress.

She was beautiful and attractive, which made people feel sorry for her.

It was this seemingly innocent and weak beauty who climbed onto the bed from afar when she was fighting on the battlefield.

Since then, she had been promoted step by step and became the vice Princess. After Xiao cautiously ascended the throne, she became the Imperial Noble Consort.

She fiddled with her exquisite armor and said, "Sister, you're leaving tomorrow. I'll see you off. By the way, I'll show you your unborn nephew."

Jiang Jing looked at him fiercely. "Aren't you afraid that I'll cut open your belly?"

It was ironic that her cousin, who used to live in her family and carried her husband's child, showed off in front of her.

What was even more ironic was that she thought of her child.

Before he was born, he was killed by Xiao Shenyuan on the grounds of "You are worthy of giving birth to a royal son".

Compared to Jiang Yunsi's child, her child was truly pitiful.

"Sister." Jiang Yunsi chuckled. "Now that you've given in, don't try to act tough."

Jiang Jingxiu closed her eyes and didn't want to look at her. She said, "You are going to be the empress, so you should get what you want. Why do you hold me, a dying person, and not let me go?"

"I'm here to tell you the truth. After all, I don't want you to die for no reason."

Jiang Jingheng didn't respond. She didn't care and continued, "I know you and your family have done me a great favor, so I must tell you. You asked the emperor to let go of uncle and wanted to take all the blame alone. The emperor agreed. But do you know why?"

As Jiang Yunsi spoke, she covered her face and pretended to cry. But in the blink of an eye, she said fiercely, "Because Uncle is dead!"

Hearing this, Jiang Jingshen was stunned and said, "You... what did you say..."

She had gone to visit her father after returning to the capital city, but he had rubbed her head with a bright smile and told her not to worry about his injury.

She couldn't believe what the person in front of her said, but she felt that what she said was true. Her heart seemed to be caught by a ghost and it was numb with pain.

After a while, she got up, but her hands and feet were weak and she fell to the ground. The iron chain on her ankle made a sound. She lay on the ground and roared like she was about to collapse, "Nonsense! Nonsense!"

"I'm talking nonsense?" Jiang Yunsi squatted down and used his fair and tender hand to grab Jiang Jing's chin, forcing her to look up at him.

"Uncle was already seriously injured. When he learned that you were imprisoned in the dungeon, he would be sentenced to death. On the second day after you entered the dungeon, he was so anxious that he died."

"Father... Father..."

Tears could not help falling. Jiang Jingjing's vision was blurred. She wanted to rush out of the cell, but she could not stand up.

She lay on the ground and murmured, "Father, father..."

At this moment, Jiang Jingheng was already panicking. She grabbed Jiang Yunsi's hand and even looked at him with a hint of hope. She asked anxiously, "Where's my big brother? Where's my big brother?"

Jiang Yunsi pulled out his hand in disgust and said with a sneer, "An Qian Country came to negotiate yesterday to show our sincerity, so they made your brother's head into a wine bottle and gave it to him. It's not a bad thing for your brother to trade it for ten years of peace."

In recent years, the border area of the Qing dynasty was in turmoil. The An Qian country was the most rampant, and the people were suffering. Her big brother led the troops and fought for two years before he forced the soldiers to retreat.

However, the new emperor turned his head to show his goodwill towards An Qian and even sent the head of Jiang Tunan, who had risked his life to protect the country.

The famous general ended up in such a miserable state.

He should have thought of it earlier, long ago.

If he could even execute his wife, how could he leave anyone in the Jiang family behind?

"I'm too stupid. No matter how desperate I am, I shouldn't believe in Xiao Yao."

Jiang Jingheng's heart was as dead as ash.

She looked at the messy withered grass on the ground and saw her father's death, her brother's death, and then soldiers lying in pools of blood.

These loyal soldiers, what exactly were they fighting for?

Those princes and grandchildren who lived in the temples were just pawns to these living people, as stepping stones to fight for power and profit. It was ridiculous! It was really sad!

Jiang Jing laughed to the sky with tears streaming down her face as if she had gone mad. She then said hatefully, "Xiao must be careful. You really can't die a good death! All of you must die a bad death!"