After Divorce I Want to Be Emperor

In the twenty-seventh year of Deyou's reign, Beiqiang destroyed the city. Xiao Mingchen, the eldest princess of Dawu Yunyang, was hung on Zhuque Street and exposed to the sun for ten days. It was her husband who stepped on her empire, and her best friend who slaughtered her relatives. The last thing she saw before she died was a face covered with a silver mask and an unfamiliar cry: "Ruka!" When I opened my eyes again, the room was filled with red silk, and there were still three days before the wedding. In this life, she put on the red hijab with her own hands and wrote the farewell letter with her own hands. Acacia? Return it as is. A scumbag man and a scumbag woman used Faning Temple to have a secret meeting? Be prepared for spectators on the Ten Mile Long Street. Kneel down and beg for mercy? Sorry, in my account book, I only remember grudges, not gratitude. The four major sects of Jianghu were collected, the northern Qiang's financial road was cut off, the poisonous poison was burned, and the Dunhuang cavalry broke through the yellow sand. During the enthronement ceremony, all officials knelt down. Beside the new emperor, there was a man with a silver face in white clothes, holding her hand and placing a secret edict from the former emperor on the imperial desk. "Your Majesty, I have been waiting for you for two lifetimes."