[The white-cut and black-made little princess x the pitiful and sinister Ninth Prince]
When she was five years old, the entire Jiang family was wiped out. Jiang Qingyue emerged from the dog hole, grabbed Murong Huai's carriage and cried for her brother to save me.
When she was nine years old, Jiang Qingyue was learning poison medicine for revenge. She pricked Murong Huai's leg with a needle and trembled her fingers guiltily: "Brother Rong Huai, I seem to have missed the point, but you don't have to sit in a wheelchair!"
When she was fifteen years old, the Queen Mother asked Jiang Qingyue to choose a prince to marry. She joked casually: "Then marry brother Rong Huai."
Everyone thought she was talking nonsense, but Murong Huai hoped it was true.
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The Ninth Prince was disabled when he was young, lonely and weak. Even if he recovered later, few people would take the title of Governor of the Dragon Guards seriously. Until the day when he led his troops to attack the imperial city, everyone knelt down and knelt down to worship him.
Jiang Qingyue beside him smiled sweetly.
"Brother Rong Huai, I have the last enemy left in the Jiang family."
"Father's life, I will take it for you."
