The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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Yeah, he is finally free. His kite has always longed for freedom, and he and Liao Chongwu can have a solid and comfortable home, but he ca n’t fly away from this imperial city, because his kite line has always been strong Firmly held in the hands of others, his mother concubine, Cui's door, Zou's door, and his father's emperor, all held the kite line so tightly, he dared not to struggle, just like that He was n’t tired, he did n’t feel tired, because they pulled the kite line halfway in the air and showed their satisfaction, but what could he do? He is a son, he is a courtier, this is a fact that he can never change.

Now, the kite line is finally broken, even in an unpredictable, even unacceptable way of humiliation, but the kite line that has been tied to his unfreedom is finally broken, and he can finally go to him and always imagine That free sky ...

With his beloved Liao Chongwu.

So, no matter how humiliating or shameful to his father, mother and princess, he still rejoices in his heart.

"Ming E," Liao Chongwu said softly, and across the dark green curtains, gently sent word by word into Zhong Ming's ear, "From now on, your kite line will be held in my hand, My kite thread is in your hand, okay? "

"Okay," for a long while, there was a slightly husky laugh in the sedan, "Liao Chongwu, let us not let go."

"Yes, we will hold on tightly until we die." Liao Chongwu said softly, when he said this, the 30-year-old man's eyes were slightly tide.

"Brother Liao," Gao Zhiqi drove over and rode side by side with Liao Chongwu. While looking at the left front with complicated eyes, he whispered with Liao Chongwu, "Do you really want to give those things to Anjun Wang?"

"Of course I have to send," Liao Chongwu also looked in the direction of the Anjun County Mansion, squinting, "Someone has to clean up Prince Rong."

"But ..." Gao Zhiqi gritted his teeth and frowned for a long time. "How can the long lived man set up a crippled prince? Not to mention the fact that the Anjun king was still inferior and entered the clan's palace again?" And there are good princes and four princes here. Why can't they get the Anjun king? This is really incredible. "

"In the past, Long live the Lord will never make Li'an the prince the prince, but now I'm afraid it may not be necessary," Liao Chongwu said slowly, paused, and turned his head to face the question mark Gao Zhiqi, while reaching out Patted Gao Zhiqi on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "It won't take long for you to know."

...

Outside the city.

Ten Mile Pavilion.

Prince Rong Zhongmingzheng had been waiting for a while at Shili Pavilion, and a table of hearty dishes was also placed in Shili Pavilion. Zhong Mingzheng was sitting on the stone bench, holding a chopstick in one hand, tapping the wine cup gently, and humming in his mouth Haw sang: "I was watching the mountain view from the tower, and I heard the chaos outside the city. The flags were showing up, but they turned out to be soldiers from Sima ..."

"His Royal Highness, King Huijun's motorcade is here." Ling Shian bowed to Zhong Mingzheng.

"Is it?" Zhong Mingzheng heard the words, put down the chopsticks in his hand, stood up and looked down the mountain. Sure enough, he watched a team of people slowly approaching this side. It was Zhong Ming's personal guard Gao Zhiqi, who was headed by Zhong Mingzheng After raising his eyebrows, he said to Ling Shian, "Since it's here, wouldn't you please come up?"

"Yes, the subordinates obey the orders." At the moment, Ling Shian ran down the mountain quickly.

Zhong Mingzheng watched Ling Shi'an walking to the front of the convoy and said something to Gao Zhiqi. Then Gao Zhiqi raised his hand and stopped all the horses. Then Gao Zhiqi dismounted and walked to the front of the sedan, facing the inside of the sedan The people bowed their heads, and then stepped forward to lift the curtain of the car. Zhong Ming'e came out of the sedan with his waist. While looking at the mountain, he came up with Ling Shi'an towards the mountain. Gao Zhiqi wanted to follow the mountain, Zhong Ming'e. Gently waved his hand, then Gao Zhiqi paused and stood on the spot, then, Zhong Ming'e followed Ling Shi'an up the mountain road.