Murong Zhuang's younger sister. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In fact, Qin Mozhi has no hostility towards her, after all, she has always been a child who has not grown up, but with this temperament, if you live in the future, you will always have to suffer.

At this moment, after she finished scolding Qin Mo, she was firmly grasped by those officers and soldiers, and she was scolded in her mouth, just like Murong Zhuang, with unkempt hair, where was there still a little bit of the previous county lord's appearance.

That Murong Ling has been pampered since she was a child, and she happened to encounter a change in this family, and she knew that Qin Mo was involved, not to mention before, where did she suffer from the anger of these jailers, at this moment, those eyes were round and stunned, and the hatred in her eyes was hateful, and she couldn't wait to stare out of two living blood holes from Qin Mo's body.

But Qin Mo didn't care about her, after seeing her unwillingness and resentful eyes, his face did not move, and he slowly lowered the curtain.

Qin Mo's task was to accompany Murong Zhuang, at this moment, she was in the carriage, and Murong Zhuang's people must be outside the carriage.

Is that enough, I haven't done enough!

The carriage kept moving slowly, and the sound came close to the carriage and fell in Qin Mo's ears, the voice was a little hoarse and low and extremely clear.

His volume was loud enough for her to hear.

Suddenly, she felt her entire back go cold.

In her heart, there was a 'bang', and unconsciously, it was like a big stone falling down, and the heart she had been solidifying was strong, cold, and scattered, suddenly, and her heart was full of softness.

In fact, he has been paying for himself, always so humble, from the beginning of torturing himself to express his love, perhaps, he is in the wrong way, but it is undeniable, he really never seems to really hurt himself, use himself.

And it is a genuine love for yourself.

He is willing to give up his obsession and everything for her, once a majestic and dignified king, but reduced to the most humble prisoner of the Yan Kingdom.

At this moment, he asked himself, is it enough, such a low, hoarse, humble tone.

The next moment, Qin Mo's heart ached.

In fact, she has always felt that she is sorry for him, where is it at this moment that she apologizes.

She was silent, her wheels pressed against the dirt floor, grunting sounds, masking the rest.

Thousands of miles away, Qin Mo sat in a carriage, and the officers and soldiers on both sides escorted dozens of prisoners, all of whom were the people who committed the crime this time, walking on the narrow tree-lined official road, the prisoners walked on both sides, exiled, thousands of miles, many prisoners could not go to the destination of exile at all, hunger and thirst along the way, and the abuse of officials, but they died a few months on the way to exile.

Murong Zhuang's place of exile is Mobei, and the road is extremely long, and the land in Mobei is barren and the conditions are difficult, and it is said that there are no people in a radius of hundreds of miles.

As the name suggests, Mobei is a desert, the northeast of Mobei is the northern frontier, and there is the Ling country in the west.

It is said that Mobei is a place where no grass grows.

The emperor wants to put Murong Zhuang in such a place, which shows his attitude towards Murong Zhuang in his heart.

Qin Mo had prepared plenty of food, dry food and water before leaving.

Along the way, the guards and the carriage were driving on the end of the road on the outskirts of Beijing, and the group gradually became farther and farther away from the capital.

After walking for a long time, I have already passed through the two important towns outside the capital along the way, and at this moment, it is far away from the capital, there are no guards stationed in the imperial city, and there are no patrols back and forth, in short, it is far from the control of the capital.

Along the way, the wind sounded traces, the artemisia grass began to grow, the rain of the soil was wet, wrapped in a thick circle on the wheels, new leaves, greenery, a breath, the breeze in the clear meaning are very long.

Although it is said that it is spring, it is cold in spring, Qin Mo has a cotton robe on his body, which is naturally not cold, and there is a stove with green lotus next to him, but those prisoners who are only wearing a thin prison uniform are different.

The leader of the team asked the team to stop and rest on the spot, here is a wood, full of shade, the trunks of the trees are towering, the azure sky sprinkles white light on the earth, and then leaks from the sparse branches and leaves to the ground, and the reflection on this boulevard is mottled.

In such a matter as exile and distribution to the frontier, the guards will bring dry food with them, but the prisoners are not so lucky, and the food given to the prisoners is all inferior dry food.

Come, come, drink water!

The guards were urging in their ears, and they also handed the prisoners a kettle, and each person could only take one sip, and when he was done, he handed it to the next one.

When the kettle didn't reach Murong Zhuang.

Give--! A bare hand, pinching a cowhide water bag, the water bag with colored threads and colorful beads on it hanging, and then sticking out of the carriage window, the woman's soft voice, although the curtain was not raised, the water bag was handed to the man's eyes as standard.

Because of the water bag that suddenly reached the bottom of his eyes, Murong Zhuang was stunned, and then, he grabbed it, took out the water bag with a natural movement, took the stopper, and drank.

The guard, who was still distributing dry food to the prisoners not far away, happened to turn his head to look at this scene because of the woman's voice, but as a result, he didn't say anything, and did his own.

This prisoner was the prince of the county before, even if he made a mistake and came to this field, they didn't dare to bully him at will.

A lot of things are just turning a blind eye along the way.

Murong Zhuang drank the water, and the water bag was naturally returned.

After a while, the woman reached out again, this time, and handed out two plum blossom cakes.

There is this food along the way, and this dry food is naturally better than what the soldiers and guards bring.

However, with two plum blossom fragrant cakes in his hands, smelling the clear fragrance, at this moment, Murong Zhuang couldn't eat it anymore.

I think last year, this thing was in the house, he ate it every day, and he wanted as much as he wanted.

But now, his father was exiled, his sister was exiled, and his mother died tragically, and he even let go of the last chance to struggle for the sake of the woman in the carriage.

In fact, suddenly looking back, he really had hatred in his heart.

Hate her, hate this woman, from the first time he met her in Suizhou, she messed up his gambling business, and then he sold people to the business in Northern Xinjiang, in short, he ruined a lot of things for him, but in the end, he was soft-hearted to her again and again, forgiven, forgave in the end, he actually liked her, loved her, and was reluctant to hurt her, and as a result, he hurt himself.

Just like now, they seem to have reversed roles, she is a first-class national teacher, and he is a prisoner, at the beginning, he was the king of the county, she was just a civilian girl.

Oh, how pathetic.

The plum blossom cake was spread out in the palm of his hand, and he lowered his eyes and looked at it silently for a long time.

There is a stubble on the chin, the face that has not been trimmed for a long time, and there is no beauty of the original King of Ruizhao.

Because he remembered his anger at her, he had the urge to crush the bread she had given to him, but for a long time, the things in the palm of his hand were intact, and he knew that he could not bear it in the end.

Qin Mo, even if you don't love me and hurt me deeply, I, Murong Zhuang, give up tens of millions of gold, give up fame, give up status, and change you for an accompaniment, even if this time is only a short moment, I Murong Zhuang can't say regret to myself.

And the people in the car seem to have the same silence, not talking all the time, eating, not even the soft sound of chewing.

After a short break, hit the road again.

Rushed to the road for almost half a month, on this day, the group was in the mountains, just right, the spring cold tide returned, this night, there was a violent storm, Qin Mo slept in the sedan chair, and heard the dense sound of rain outside, the wind was howling, and the roof was almost overturned.

It was cold, it was late at night, the night rain was drizzling, and the woods were full of wind.

Originally, the itinerary was to spend the night in the following prefectures and counties or farms tonight, but it happened that one of the leaders of the guards was ill and only stayed for half a day, so they were in a hurry to go, and now the group of people could only spend the night in the mountains.

Originally, those guards were not afraid, they had been in the barracks for many years, but these exiled prisoners, in the past half a month, walked day and night, could not eat enough, did not sleep well, slept for a short time at night, and had to leave again at dawn, and there were many postures that could not be sustained.

Murong Zhuang——! In the middle of the night, hearing the sound of rain, Qin Mo suddenly sat up in shock, because it was raining, he couldn't light a torch, the whole mountain was pitch black, and he only heard the singing of people wailing and crying in the night rain, all of which were the cries of those prisoners.

Qin Mo didn't care about anything else, Green Lotus woke up, only wore a spring shirt, lit the oil lamp in the car, and lit a glass lamp and hung it in the corner of the carriage.

On a cold night, when you look out, you can see a few desperate and dark eyes.

Murong Zhuang——! Qin Mo jumped down and called Murong Zhuang's name in a frenzy, no matter how wet her embroidered shoes were from the rain under her feet, the dripping water between the leaves fell on her body from time to time.

A man huddled next to the carriage.

His head was buried in his knees, and he seemed to tremble.

Qin Mo looked over and saw him, and sure enough, it was him, Murong Zhuang.

Okay, it's not cold, don't be afraid, there's me, there's me-!

These days, she opened her eyes and watched him lose weight day by day, he was the king of the county, he used to be pampered, no matter how tempered and character, he couldn't resist the changes that happened to him at this moment, she watched him die day by day on the way to exile, first physically, I was afraid, and now my spirit is going to completely collapse.

Exile was originally a double torture and oppression of the prisoner's spirit.

And now, she worries that he won't be able to hold on.

Sure enough, as soon as she jumped out of the carriage, she saw him huddled outside the wheels and shivering.

She couldn't dig deep into the pain in her heart, the guilt for him, or the slightest bit of unbearable feeling for so many days.

She bent over, held his head in her hands, stroked his wet hair, touched a hand of rain, and then wrapped his trembling half into her arms.

Murong Zhuang. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, maybe I shouldn't have been like that, I shouldn't have been involved, let myself be sorry for you, hold on, you don't have nothing, you still have connections in the capital, you still have me with you.! As long as you want, I will accompany you for another three or five years, I am willing

The rain hit her face, and at this moment, she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears dripping from her face, in short, she only knew that her heart hurt at this moment.

Facing her trembling and helpless at the moment, she felt distressed.

Green Lotus picked up a glass lamp, originally came down to pave the way for Qin Mo, who didn't know why he suddenly shouted the name of 'Murong Zhuang' and jumped out of the carriage, but suddenly saw the scene in front of her.

There was a strange calmness in the woman's eyes, and the tails of the eyes were also scattered