Liang Luo looked at the official document in his hand that exiled the third prince Guangxi, and his mood was extremely complicated. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jinan is located in the southernmost part of Daning, the climate is humid and hot, sparsely populated, exiled to such a place where birds do not lay eggs, it seems that the emperor really has no intention of letting Guangxi return to Beijing, and let him fend for himself.

The first thing that Liang Luo thought of was Mu Xiaoxiao, they hadn't seen each other for two months, and they didn't have any contact except for the note that was finally sent in.

In order to protect the Liang family, Liang Luo became a courtier of the new emperor, a four-rank civil official without any real power, and lived a living.

For countless nights, Liang Luo tossed and turned, unable to accept his current life but powerless to change. The young genius who is famous in Kyoto is afraid that he has taken on this false name.

However, in Liang Luo's heart, he is unwilling to do so, although there is nothing to do, there is still a trace of comfort if he does not violate his original intention.

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The carriage and horses were ready, and before leaving, Guanghuan actually allowed Mu Xiaoxiao to bid farewell to Guangxi, perhaps to make her completely dead. Either way, it's too hard to see this side again.

I haven't seen the light of day for a long time, Mu Xiaoxiao's face is much paler, and he walks on the stone road in the palace, strange and familiar.

Guanghuan looked at the couple from the city gate, his eyes cold.

Guangxi stood in front of the carriage, looking at Mu Xiaoxiao, who was walking towards him step by step, and felt that she had changed a lot, but it seemed that nothing had changed.

Mu Xiaoxiao walked very slowly, his eyes fixed on Guangxi's emaciated face, and he wanted to engrave this face in his heart.

"Xiao Xiao. Guangxi shouted and was speechless.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at Guangxi with a smile on his face, very gentle and beautiful, and the killing air seemed to be friendly.

"Take care. Mu Xiaoxiao choked up and said, trembling in his voice that couldn't be concealed.

"Hmm. Guangxi responded, wanting to reach out and touch Mu Xiaoxiao's face, but he couldn't.

Speechless, the two of them just stood quietly, hoping that time would freeze.

"Second prince, it's time to hit the road. The coachman on the horse hesitated.

Guangxi sighed lightly, said "wait for me" almost inaudiblely, and got into the carriage.

Mu Xiaoxiao stood in place, watching the carriage go away, and then slowly walked back until he could no longer see.

Guanghuan didn't know when he had already gone down the city tower, walked to Mu Xiaoxiao's side, and said, "I have done everything I promised you, and it's time for you to fulfill your promise." ”

Mu Xiaoxiao nodded and walked straight forward.

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The wedding was incomparably grand, and Mu Xiaoxiao walked ten miles of red silk to Guanghuan and her other life.

Guanghuan held Mu Xiaoxiao's hand tightly and summoned the ministers, and from now on Mu Xiaoxiao was his woman, Concubine Li.

did not make her a queen, but a concubine, Mu Xiaoxiao was a little stunned, but she didn't care what position it was, it wasn't what she wanted anyway.

On the night of the candles in the cave room, Mu Xiaoxiao used a golden hairpin to keep his innocence, until Guanghuan slammed the door and left, Mu Xiaoxiao put down the golden hairpin, hugged himself and cried, and had no time to care about the punctured side neck.

Guanghuan was extremely annoyed, but he didn't force Mu Xiaoxiao. He sat alone on the shore of Kunming Lake, blowing the cold wind for half a night.

Guanghuan is a ruthless person, but he can't be ruthless to Mu Xiaoxiao, no matter what, she is now his concubine, and the future will be long, Guanghuan doesn't believe that she will not surrender to him.

As for the final concubine, it was the result of a compromise between Guanghuan and the overall situation. He originally wanted to crown Mu Xiaoxiao as the queen, but Mu Xiaoxiao was just an ordinary woman with a humble status, and the queen's candidate must be a person who is beneficial to the overall situation of the world, and Mu Xiaoxiao is absolutely impossible. After much consideration, Guanghuan finally gave up this idea and decided to make Nan Jingqiu, the daughter of the King of the Mountains, the empress.

The anger dissipated in the cold wind, Guanghuan took a breath of cold air, felt a lot more sober, got up and walked towards the Taihe Palace.

Compared with women, it is still easier to govern the court. Guanghuan enjoyed the correction of the recitals, and the great things in the world were in his hands, and this sense of accomplishment was enough to make him forget all the unpleasantness.

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As soon as the carriage and horses left Kyoto, they caught up with the heavy rain, and Guangxi-hee was stranded at a post station in the suburbs, unable to move forward.

The silver taels that Guanghuan gave him were not enough, and they were only enough to live in an ordinary room and eat simple meals. However, Guangxi is not a picky person, and now he is in exile, and he has no right to be picky.

Guangxi stared at the silky rain curtain outside the window for a long time before moving his chopsticks, while the coachman squatting on the side had already killed three steamed buns and two bowls of porridge, wiping his mouth with an empty bowl.

The coachman was just a child of about eleven or twelve years old, his eyes were still full of childishness, but his face was a little more vicissitudes that did not match his age.

"Sit down and eat with me. Guangxi said.

The coachman smiled innocently, showed a mouthful of white teeth, and said, "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, you are the third prince." ”

Guangxi smiled: "I'm just an exile now, you don't have to be restrained, eat with me." ”

The coachman scratched his head, thanked him, and sat down next to Guangxi.

Guangxi handed him a steamed bun and said, "Eat it!"

The coachman took it with a smile and nibbled on it.

"Let's have some food. Guangxi said, pointing to the stir-fried cabbage and jade lotus heart on the table.

The coachman nodded, and took a chopstick of cabbage.

"What's your name?" Kwang-hee asked.

"I don't have a name, I went into the palace early to catch the carriage, and everyone called me a pony. The coachman said as he ate.

"Then I'll call you a pony from now on. Don't call me the third prince, just call me the third prince. Guangxi said, took a sip of white porridge, there was a faint glutinous fragrance, and the taste was not bad.

"Yes, Third Son. Pony said, burping.

"Let the third prince smile, I haven't eaten so full for a long time. Pony explained, a little embarrassed.

Guangxi shook his head with a smile and continued to drink porridge.

"The third son, you eat, I'll go add some forage to the horse. Pony said with a smile.

Guangxi-hee nodded, and the pony hunched over and closed the door and left.

Guangxi tasted a bite of lotus heart and another bite of cabbage, which was exceptionally crisp and refreshing, completely different from what was made in the imperial dining room in the palace.

Unexpectedly, there are delicious things in the wilderness, Guangxi sighed with emotion, and happily and relaxed after eating the first meal of exile.

After the meal, Guangxi was a little sleepy, stretched out, and lay on the bed.

The bed was made of simple planks and thin bedding, so it was very stiff, but Guangxi felt very comfortable, much more comfortable than the gold silk soft quilt in the palace.

This comfort comes from the heart, because at this moment, although Guangxi lives in a humble room, he is free, without oppression or struggle.

Guangxi covered the thin quilt on his body, sighed, and thought to himself, "It would be nice if Xiao Xiao was also by his side." ”

He fantasizes about living a free life, which is freedom with Mu Xiaoxiao. Now he is alone, although he is free, he is also lonely.

Kwanghee thought and gradually fell asleep......