The little girl was very sensible now. Song Niannian felt very uncomfortable. He leaned in her arms and only cried secretly at night, gently holding back his tears.
Before Fu Baoer was three years old, Jiang Shisan was basically the one taking care of her.
It is said that one cannot have both family and country. Song Niannian now realizes this. She can give Fu Baoer maternal love, but not companionship.
The battlefield is blind, and Song Niannian doesn't have to fight the enemy herself. But she is the staff in charge, the holder of the tiger talisman, and the only descendant of the Song family.
General Qin died in battle.
Qin He's hand was broken.
Song Niannian became the commander-in-chief of the Northwest Army!
The generals under her command were those who had served Pei Shaoxuan in the plot. They were familiar with the plot and had a golden finger at this time, avoiding many dangers...
I will never regret this path even if I die!
"Fubaoer, are you afraid of being with your mother?"
"Don't worry, Fu Bao'er will accompany you."
Assassinated again and again by assassins——
The assassination attempts Song Niannian suffered were countless times more frequent than before, and they were extremely dangerous. She had no martial arts skills, and she had to rely on the early warning system of her reproductive system to avoid assassinations many times.
"Where is mother? Where is Fubaoer?"
As he said this, Fu Baoer's eyes were covered tightly by Song Niannian. The splattered blood fell on the back of Song Niannian's hand. Fu Baoer's eyelashes trembled back and forth, causing Song Niannian's palm to itch slightly.
Fu Baoer looked at the lower half of his face softly, his light pink lips like peach blossoms. Song Niannian looked at him, a little dazed.
Just now, she habitually looked to her side again, as if there would be the sword light or the tall and eye-catching maid figure beside her.
But there is no one around her. No matter how serious the injury is, there will be no one to hold her and feel extremely distressed on her shoulders. There will also be no one who is cold and lazy every time, but his eyes will suddenly brighten when he sees Song Niannian.
Jiang Shisan was no longer by her side.
"Commander, this is someone from the Killer Building." The assassin took out the token from his body.
"It's a false accusation. There's no need to pursue it. From now on, add a few more guards to the Major General's side."
It can't be him.
The assassin's office was on the move again, and Song Niannian would hear about any movement. He had never accepted any orders related to her, and it was even more impossible for him to harm Fu Baoer. During those two years in the southwest, she used her dowry to buy a lot of property...
Now, the largest money house and cloth shop in Jiang Dynasty are all hers.
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The day when the Northwest Army led its troops into the capital.
In October, there was a heavy snowfall.
White snowflakes froze on the blood-stained road.
Song Niannian brought people to force the emperor to abdicate in Kunning Palace.
Su Rong was holding her young son, with half a pearl mask painted on her face, and her eyes were looking at her with hatred.
"Song Niannian!"
"You will die a miserable death!"
"Oh? Then please die first." Song Niannian said lightly.
If it weren't for Su Rong, who was so bold as to have an affair with a man and get pregnant to pretend to be of royal blood, it wouldn't have been so easy for Song Niannian to mobilize the Northwest Army and revolt in the name of "clearing the court"!
Only because Su Rong is in that position does Song Niannian have a chance.
If it was Jiang Shisan...
"Send the Imperial Concubine on her way."
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The wife of Duke Qing and the daughter of Duke Qing fled in a hurry, but their carriage was hijacked by criminals on the way.
The daughter of the Duke of Qing, who was covered in wounds, was rescued by a tall and thin figure.
The man was wearing a dark red robe, which looked like blood, or perhaps it was actually blood.
He wore an icy mask on his face, which sealed his peach blossom eyes coldly, and his thin lips were as red as blood, and he said.
"Can you get up now?"
Once upon a time, the daughter of Taohualin had eyes full of light. She whispered behind them that she wanted to find a maid like Sanniang in the future so that she could feel safe.
Now, the family is broken up and everyone is dead.
The Duke of Qing's Mansion, which supported the young prince, suffered a crushing defeat...
"able."
"I can."
The broken-down daughter struggled to pull up her skirt, with hideous bruises on her neck.
She stumbled and followed the man, as if she recognized who he was...
Tears rolled down her cheeks as the daughter asked, "Please, can you take me away and help me get revenge?"
"Thirteenth Prince, please... please, please..."
The man's footsteps paused imperceptibly.
"Okay." He responded coldly.
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Song Niannian held Pei Jue's hand and walked into the palace hall step by step.
A blazing fire burned in the Kunning Hall.
When the city was broken, the fire started.
Su Nian took the little prince with her. Su Nian would rather die than give Song Niannian the chance to see her for the last time and show her victory.
"Congratulations to our emperor! Long live the emperor!"
Deputy General Qin He knelt down and held the imperial seal and dragon crown in front of Song Niannian.
Behind him, there are thousands of soldiers and horses, with swords and spears soaked in blood.
Song Niannian and Pei Jue were both in front of Qin He.
The Northwest Army that followed Song Niannian to victory was also behind Qin He.
Su Bai's fingers held up the dragon crown. Song Niannian glanced at Pei Jue. She put the dragon crown on her head and raised the jade seal with both hands.
"Long live our emperor!"
"Long live our emperor!"
The armored guards knelt down, a dark mass, in cold submission.
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The new emperor ascended the throne and issued a general amnesty.
Song Niannian put on the dragon robe and stepped onto the imperial throne.
This bright yellow represents rights and freedom. She walks up the long white jade steps alone. The crown on her head makes a slight sound when it bumps against something, just like the gazes following her from behind.
As if to tell her that this road is lonely and cold and there is no turning back.
She accepted the worship of her ministers.
Once, I stood next to a man.
Now, she herself is the dazzling light.
Song Niannian walked up to the city wall.
In the capital city, people were kneeling everywhere, and the eunuchs who were writing pens were reading eulogies beside them.
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