After everyone left, only the emperor and Xin Yao were left in Qingyao Garden, there were no outsiders, the emperor showed a sad look, and said to Xin Yao with guilt: "Yao'er, you saw my child, and your heart was uncomfortable, didn't you?" ”

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"Yao'er, I don't care what Qingzhi is, I will accept you as a concubine." The emperor's obsession rose and he became crazy, and he couldn't even care about Xin Yao and Meng Qingzhi's past, as long as Xin Yao stayed by his side in the future.

"Forgive me, if you can't devote yourself to your beloved for a lifetime, the people can only apologize for their sins with death." Xin Yao deliberately accentuated her tone and said the words "dedication" heavily.

The emperor's heart seemed to be torn off a piece of flesh by a sharp knife, and listening to Xin Yao's words, he only felt a piercing pain spreading in his heart.

"I'll put Concubine Xiao Yao into the cold palace, oh, no, I will demote her to a people's daughter, I will let her out of the palace, and the palace will be exclusive to you from now on." The emperor began to beg frantically, this is still a majestic son of heaven, it is clearly a down-and-out man who is frustrated in love.

"Dare to ask the emperor, what should the little boy do, he is a dragon vein, and he also wants to be demoted to a folk child?" Xin Yao spoke with resentment, no matter what, the child is innocent, even if the emperor endures it, she will not agree.

As soon as he heard that the little prince was demoted to a commoner, the emperor hesitated, and was immediately annoyed, he blamed that he shouldn't have been impulsive and gave birth to a child, but it was clearly because of the child that Xin Yao would leave in discouragement, but the emperor would not transfer his hatred to his child no matter what.

"If I am trapped in the palace, Qingzhi will definitely live alone. This is my dedication to the treasure, and I ask the emperor to fulfill it. The pain in Xin Yao's heart that spread to her whole body became more and more acute, like flowers and plants blooming in a garden.

"Please don't forget the memories of the bamboo forest, because it was our happiest time." The emperor knew that he was powerless to recover, even if he was very reluctant. All along, Xin Yao has been both a weakness and an armor in his heart.

"The people obeyed. Your Majesty, goodbye. ”

A "goodbye" with a low tone and frustration, the emperor smiled dumbly, this is the reunion he has been looking forward to for a long time.

I always believed that Xin Yao was still alive in the world, and the emperor was waiting for her. Where there is waiting, there is hope. However, when Xin Yao appeared in front of him alive and told him that his mind had changed, this was the real despair compared to waiting for an endless time.

"I have the country, but I can't keep her. I have a picturesque country, but I have lost a picturesque beauty. ”

The emperor muttered bitterly, looking at everything in Qingyao Garden, the past was vivid, and the encounter in the bamboo forest seemed to have happened yesterday.

Suddenly, I found that the lost days were so dear to me, but so far away.

The old things of the beauties, the vicissitudes of life, everything is in the past.

Let's say that Meng Qingzhi sent Xin Yao and others into the palace, it stands to reason that his merits are complete, and it is time to go home.

But if Meng Qingzhi returns to Alongshan like this, and Xin Yao is in Kyoto, the two will be thousands of miles apart from then on, and they will be separated from each other, and it will be difficult to meet again.

Meng Qingzhi always had a trace of unwillingness, as well as a strong sense of reluctance. Since they were all sent to the palace, he decided to stay in Kyoto for a while until Xin Yao was canonized as Concubine Yao, and it was not too late for him to leave.

Although Meng Qingzhi's hometown is in Loess Village, he can be regarded as an old man in the Central Plains, but after more than ten years of absence from the Central Plains, he has long had no impression of life in the Central Plains.

Accustomed to eating the northern food of the country, Meng Qingzhi came to Kyoto for the first time, where all kinds of food from all over the world are gathered, all kinds of food, everything, Meng Qingzhi rubbed his hands, happily looked at the restaurant on the street, it seems that in the next period of time, Meng Qingzhi can taste these delicacies happily and feast on them.

After some difficult choices, Meng Qingzhi finally set his sights on a restaurant built by the lake, the pavilion is three stories high, and each floor is full of guests, it seems that the taste of this restaurant must be quite good.

"Welcome, welcome, welcome, please. What does a guest officer need? As soon as Meng Qingzhi stepped into the restaurant, the shopkeeper greeted him eagerly.

Shopkeeper squinted, looking at Meng Qingzhi's dress as if he was not a local, or even a native of the Central Plains, Shopkeeper smiled secretly in his heart, wishing that Meng Qingzhi's origin was as far away as possible, generally outsiders like him rarely come to Kyoto once, in order not to leave regrets, they must be very willing to spend money, and they are often the easiest to be slaughtered. Anyway, for this kind of out-of-town visitor, I don't expect to become a repeat customer, and I can slaughter it once.

"The finest wine, the most delicious food." Meng Qingzhi is really bold, he is full of confidence with the coiling given by Tuoba Wanlie.

As soon as the shopkeeper heard this, his intuition told him that Meng Qingzhi must be a local master and a big financier, this kind of rural nouveau riche is often slaughtered without knowing it, money is not a problem, as long as they are entertained well, they will turn back in the short term, and they are willing to be slaughtered for the second or third time.

"Okay, please go up with me, the scenery on the third floor is exceptionally good, and people go to high places, which is suitable for your identity." The shopkeeper smiled and led Meng Qingzhi to the highest floor, he was going to slaughter Meng Qingzhi to death, if he was trapped on the high third floor, Meng Qingzhi would not be able to escape if he wanted to.

Meng Qingzhi didn't know what the shopkeeper was thinking about, he was very happy to follow the shopkeeper up to the third floor, the scenery here is really good, and the fish tasting near the lake is really pleasant.

The shopkeeper brought over the wine and wine, just smelling the wine, he knew that it was a very authentic aging product, the shopkeeper flatteringly poured a small glass of wine for Meng Qingzhi, and then looked at Meng Qingzhi flatteringly, as if waiting for his praise.

Meng Qingzhi just smiled slightly, and didn't intend to drink lightly.

"I'm a man who doesn't have a drink, and I never drink. When the dishes are ready, I will taste the wine. ”

The shopkeeper answered, quickly turned around and went downstairs, and prepared good wine and food for Meng Qingzhi.

As everyone knows, when the wine was just served on the table and the aroma of the wine was overflowing, Meng Qingzhi smelled the drug in the wine. He frowned slightly, sighing that it was a pity that such a crude medicinal powder was mixed into such a fine wine.

If the selection of the drug was a little more particular and the texture was more delicate, Meng Qingzhi might not be willing to miss such a fine wine, maybe he would drink it all without disgust, after all, the drug is really not poisonous to the disciples of the Northern Sect.

After a while, Meng Qingzhi's table full of wine and food were all served, Meng Qingzhi glanced at it roughly, he was very pleased, probably the shopkeeper was very confident in his own drug, so that other delicacies were not mixed with drugs, but only poisoned in the wine.

In order to make the shopkeeper feel at ease, Meng Qingzhi drank a glass of wine in front of him, and then began to savor the delicious food on the table, while enjoying the scenery on the lake, he ate slowly, leisurely, the shopkeeper saw him drinking wine to cushion his stomach, so he left satisfied, no longer disturbing Meng Qingzhi's meal.