Han Ling witnessed Jiang Rong's death.
A look of pain crossed his face, but the next moment he raised his hand: "Attack the city! Capture the traitor!"
Zhao Xuan looked at the charging army and angrily descended the city wall!
"Han Ling! I haven't lost yet!"
...
"That scared me to death! That scene was terrifying, watching yourself die! Ugh, horrible!"
Jiang Rong was pulled by Hua Rong to stand in the empty space, watching the siege battle below.
Hua Rong said, "As long as you're not dead, that's good enough."
“That’s true.” Jiang Rong was easily satisfied.
She pointed at Zhao Xuan: "This guy probably still has a way out, right?"
"He's the male lead of this world after all; if he struggles a bit, he might still have some role to play!"
"That's true, but the male lead is almost finished too, what's he up to now?"
Hua Rong: "We'll find out when we go and see."
"Sister Rongrong, wait a minute, I want to see Han Ling again."
Upon hearing Jiang Rong's words, Hua Rong looked at her meaningfully and said, "You're not as heartless as you say."
Jiang Rong: !!!
"First, I never said I was heartless; I just saw things very clearly in this matter. Second, it's not that I'm still hung up on Han Ling; I just wanted to see him again. After all, he was the first ancient person I slept with, and it's definitely a memorable moment in my journey of dating handsome men!"
Hua Rong: I'm sorry to bother you.
Hua Rong brought Jiang Rong to Han Ling.
With Hua Rong there, Han Ling naturally couldn't see them.
Jiang Rong looked at Han Ling's angular face and said, "I have to say, this face is quite nice. Her figure is also pretty good. It's a pity that I haven't slept with her yet."
Hua Rong was surprised: "I thought you had already taken advantage of him."
"No, how could I?" Jiang Rong glanced shyly at Hua Rong. "I have to be reserved!"
99's complaint: [No, it's because this prince doesn't want to sleep with the host! He insists on saving it for their wedding night! The host has almost died of anger several times!]
"Ah! 99!"
Jiang Rong roared.
Hua Rong looked at him with understanding: "Don't you often smile on the outside but curse in your heart?"
Jiang Rong deflated: "You can't expect a carnivore to always eat vegetarian food. Especially with a big piece of fatty meat in front of you, it's torture."
Hua Rong pursed her lips, not understanding Jiang Rong's obsession with that matter.
Anyway, she's sexually frigid.
"Alright, we've seen the person. Let's go see what Zhao Xuan is planning."
Hua Rong nodded and asked, "After watching for so long, what conclusions have you drawn?"
Jiang Rong said regretfully, "Han Ling is really handsome. I'm just worried that I'll never meet someone so handsome again. He's really raised my standards for men!"
Hua Rong recalled some distant memories; she had once encountered a system from interstellar space in a certain world.
She learned how to build warships from that system.
Then I learned a lot about interstellar travel, one of which was that interstellar people seem to be generally very good-looking.
Because the technology is so advanced, they are able to reshape their facial features.
Similar to cosmetic surgery techniques in the 21st century.
Of course, interstellar cosmetic surgery technology is more advanced, and almost anyone can have it done.
There is almost no risk.
Logically speaking, even if the people there aren't as good-looking as Han Ling, they shouldn't be too bad either.
Hua Rong voiced her doubts, and Jiang Rong rolled her eyes: "Do you think I would touch those plastic surgery monsters? They all look like they were born from the same parents, ugh~ it's disgusting to look at them! I have principles when it comes to sleeping with people, I would never sleep with those plastic surgery monsters."
Hua Rong: "..."
Oh, I see.
But thinking about it, beauty and ugliness are relative.
When a world is filled with people of the same caliber of beauty and handsomeness, that could be considered the standard of ugliness.
Because there will definitely be even better people.
"etc!"
While Jiang Rong and Hua Rong were talking, Han Ling had already rushed up the city wall.
Then, he held Jiang Rong's body and cried.
Yes, she wasn't mistaken.
He really cried.
Jiang Rong's feelings were somewhat complicated.
She truly didn't blame Han Ling.
Perhaps, if he chose her, she would look down on him instead.
Of course, the two didn't spend much time together.
It's good to have feelings, but to say how deep those feelings are is just nonsense.
But there will probably be some, more or less.
Jiang Rong: "Rongrong, can you erase his memory of me?"
Hua Rong silently gazed at the man on the city wall, who was silently weeping.
He will be a powerful ruler, a man who can rival Ning Zixuan and Ziyuan.
One of their descendants might one day unify the world, but not in the short term.
This is the man who cried at this moment.
He knelt on the ground, holding Jiang Rong's body and weeping.
Hua Rong: "It's very simple, but you have to let him choose for himself in this kind of thing."
Jiang Rong fell silent and shook her head: "Then forget it."
She knew Han Ling quite well.
Even if the memories of her are painful, he will not choose to forget them.
She felt somewhat lost.
The person who was once unwilling to shoulder the responsibilities of the crown prince has now grown up.
His arms are broad enough to withstand any storm.
He too could create a peaceful and prosperous world for the people of this Great Yue.
Jiang Rong and Hua Rong ignored this matter and went to find Zhao Xuan.
Then the two of them were speechless.
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