Seeing the gaze in Su Yueming's eyes, he smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect it, our people from the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion actually came together with the Seventh Prince and you, and I didn't expect it." ”

She suddenly felt a lot of emotion in her heart, fate was like a rope, and it actually tied people who were originally their masters and even enemies together.

She suddenly felt a lot of emotion in her heart, fate was like a rope, and it actually tied people who were originally their masters and even enemies together.

She walked into the room, and the door was shut.

"Yue'er!"

When she walked into the middle of the room, she heard a familiar voice, and she looked up—

I saw that Xuanyuan Qilin was standing there with a smile on his face, this smile was still in the wind, chic and dignified, the eyebrows that towered into the sideburns, the thin lips that were ruthlessly pursed, and it was still like that.

It's just that the luxurious robe on his body has been replaced by an inconspicuous coarse cloth shirt, and the clothes on his feet are also ordinary cloth shoes.

This, but what about the dignified Seven Princes in the past, he is the son of the emperor, he is indispensable, he is handsome and chic, famous, and has fascinated countless women in the capital.

But now, he has lost his country, his title, and everything, and he is not even as good as an ordinary commoner.

Ordinary people still have a place to live, but he can only live a fugitive death, and he can't imagine how much suffering he suffered and how much bitter water he swallowed on the way to find her.

Su Yueming also had a smile on his face and called, "Seventh Prince." As he spoke, his eyes were already filled with mist, and his voice was a little choked.

Xuanyuan Qilin walked up to her step by step, his eyes locked on him-

"I thought I would never see you again, but it's good that you're standing in front of me." He was the same, his voice couldn't help choking, his eyes were red, the corners of his mouth trembled faintly, and his hands were clenched with restraint.

Listening to such flowers, the tears could not be stopped any longer, and the teardrops slipped down with the face.

Xuanyuan Qilin couldn't restrain himself anymore, he quickly moved forward, hugged Su Yueming into his arms, hugged him tightly, and he muttered-

"Murong Canghai is so ruthless, I thought I would die, but I told myself that I must live to see you again, I must live to see you."

"Seventh Prince......" Su Yueming raised his hand, patted his back emotionally, and said softly, "I'm sorry for you." ”

After the national disaster, the two hugged each other, and Su Yueming's heart was particularly touched.

"Lord Wang, the time for anesthetics is limited, please hurry up and tell the county lord about our plan." Outside the door, Song Siyuan's deep voice came, and he was vigilantly guarding outside the door.

Xuanyuan Qilin came back from his grief, and he asked Su Yueming to sit down on a chair next to him.

"What are you going to do when you come to Daqin?" Su Yueming asked.

Xuanyuan Qilin's face showed a look of deep grief, and he said-

"You can't imagine how cruel Murong Canghai was to the Great Zhou Dynasty! After the capture of the capital, all the male strongmen were captured and killed one by one, leaving no one behind. The stinking blood stained the entire capital, and the cries of women, children, the old and weak resounded in the sky all day and night, and the entire capital was bloody and dark; What happened in the palace was even more terrible, it was washed in blood for three days and three nights! All the concubines, guards, palace maids, and guards were all killed, and the corpses were piled up! My father watched the disaster happen but couldn't do anything about it, he was imprisoned, and in the end, except for me, no prince could survive the disaster, the dead died, the assigned were assigned, and the imprisoned were confined to the solitary prison, none of them had a good result. ”