On the wedding day, my groom ran away, and Jiang Qiaoqiao, the majestic princess of the Red Eagle Kingdom, became the laughing stock of the world.
Today, the person who loves me deeply, Ling Xichen, stands under my dying Red Eagle Kingdom.
"Take my head in exchange." Ling Xichen suddenly said, pressing his knuckled hand on the crenellation, "The new emperor offered a reward of ten thousand gold for this head."
Jiang Benbeng sneered: "Your head is only worth three stones of corn now."
Before he finished speaking, a cold light suddenly appeared. Ling Xichen's sword suddenly slashed towards his right arm, and the muffled sound of flesh and blood being separated sent jackdaws flying from the top of the city. When he fell to the ground with his broken arm, a smile appeared on his pale lips: "Now... It's worth thirty cities."
