Revenge + family destruction + strong woman, not a pure and refreshing article
In the tenth year of Jiahe in Dayin, it was already the middle of winter in the twelfth lunar month.
The Jiang family in the capital was massacred, and no one in the entire Jiang family survived.
Ah Yue was still smiling when she took down her sword.
Zhao Qian's sword passed through Ah Yue's chest, and blood spattered on the Jiang family's door. She knelt in the snow, her aunt covering her mouth so tightly that she couldn't even cry.
"The Jiang family is in trouble, and I am ordered to die." Zhao Qian's voice sounded like it was coming from hell.
Jiang Bletilla bit her lip. She remembered his face, as well as the blood-covered faces of the more than two hundred members of the Jiang family.
The Jiang family's more than 200 members were all gone overnight.
When her aunt pulled her away from the capital, she pressed her and said word by word: "Jiang Bletilla is dead. The only one alive is my daughter - Shen Xinyi."
Six years.
Six years later, she opened the curtain and looked at the word "Yindu" on the city wall.
She is finally back.
