Jing Hong smiled and said, "It's not that the emperor can't trust his concubines." The emperor turned a blind eye and put his arms around Jinghong's waist.

Jinghong called in a low voice, with a hint of shame.

The emperor picked up Jinghong again, and the beauty sniffed fiercely in Huaihuangdi.

"Fragrant, really fragrant."

The emperor left with Jinghong in his arms, and in the dark corner, a figure flashed out, silently looking at the direction in which Jinghong left, he was Beiying, and there was hatred and helplessness in his eyes.

Su Yu took Yuemo and walked while laughing, and when Yuemo came back to her senses, the two of them had already walked in front of a mansion.

"It's!"

Yuemo looked at the mansion in front of her in surprise.

It is Prince Rong's mansion...... They're back...... But things have long been different.

"The emperor said that since the charges have been cleared, then I will return all the qiē."

Su Yu said a little sad.

All of them are returned to Su Yu, so why should I pay them back!

Prince Rong's life!

The subordinates of Prince Rong's mansion, as well as those true images that have been covered by the years, can't afford to change them at all.

Yuemo hugged Su Yu, Su Yu's suffering, she understood.

Obviously, his heart is full of hatred, but he can't repay it, for his father's hard work, he can't repay it.

"Then you ......"

"My surname is Sue."

"Hmm!"

Yuemo nodded slightly, okay, his surname is Su, his name is Su Yu, and he has nothing to do with Baili.

Su Yu took Yuemo's hand and said, "Let's go, let's go in." ”

Yuemo shook Su Yu's hand and shook it hard, as if she wanted to pass on her life's strength to Su Yu.

On the door of Prince Rong's mansion, there are still traces of seals, as if they were just torn, and the furnishings inside have not changed, the only thing that has changed is that the original clean ground is now full of dust.

It's really been a long time since I cleaned it, and for more than two years, the furniture on the floor and in the house is dusty, even the pillars are dark, and the vitality without popularity is gray.

Sometimes, life is so wonderful, people live in the moment without any expectations, and it is so amazing to go back and forth from there.

The future is far away, and the world is unpredictable.

Su Yu walked in the palace, his hand gently touched every familiar place, and looked hard at every place with his memories.

For the first time, Yuemo saw sadness in his eyes, the kind of sadness that he couldn't let go.

Yuemo hurriedly ran over and hugged Su Yu from behind.

"Later, you have me."

"Hmm."

Su Yu hummed softly.

Yuemo was in tears, and she felt very sad at this moment.

Why can't he take revenge in front of the enemy who killed his father, why can he do whatever he wants as the emperor, and why can they make the emperor worry without doing anything.

Is the human heart really so terrible, is it really so narrow-minded?

As an emperor, you shouldn't have a new heart for the world, and you don't need to be suspicious of people!

Too many whys.

Yuemo felt distressed, distressed Su Yu, distressed by what he received, God was too unfair to him, it was like playing a joke with him, but the price of this joke was too great.

"Silly, son?"

Su Yu screamed suspiciously.

"Huh?"

Yuemo said with a crying voice.

Su Yu panicked, and hurriedly turned around and asked, "What are you doing here?" Why are you crying? ”

"I'm sorry for you."

Su Yu smiled.

"I'm not sad, at least I still have you."

"Sooner or later, the emperor will attack you."

"The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die."

Su Yu said with a wry smile.

Yuemo nodded, she knew that Su Yu would never resist, because it was his father's hard work.

It feels like life is just a joke.

The emperor and Prince Rong fought, the emperor killed Prince Rong because of jealousy, and Su Yu couldn't take revenge because of Prince Rong's hard work.

Is it a joke from God?

"You call Steward Fu back, in the future, this will be our home."

Su Yu hugged Yuemo and said softly.

"Hmm."

Yuemo nodded.

In the future, is this really their home, or is there a place where Su Yu is her home.

Yuemo smiled slightly, it should be the latter.

The two of them just embraced, looking around and feeling the distant and near memories, those memories were as turbulent as the water that burst the embankment.

"General."

Suddenly, a voice came from outside.

Yuemo turned around.

I saw a group of people standing there, all dressed as subordinates, both men and women.

"Is it the maid and the servant?"

Yuemo raised her head and asked Su Yu.

There were a few doubts in Su Yu's eyes.

"Who are you?"

"General Hui, under Fan Xiaorui, is the steward transferred by the saint to the general, and these are the general's servants."

"Wow."

Yuemo took a look, a team, four columns, each column has a person, two columns of men and two columns of women, and these are just the subordinates who usually do it, and the kitchen lady and the guards, etc., have not seen it yet, it is really a lot.

"Does the general need to clean up?"

Fan Xiaorui said to Su Yu.

"Okay."

Su Yu replied.

Yuemo was stunned, what should Fu Zhuqing do, suddenly a housekeeper sent by the emperor came, Fu Zhuqing, how to place him, how can he be good.

Yuemo looked at Su Yu suspiciously, and told him with her eyes.

Su Yu glanced at Yuemo with peace of mind, and then said to Fan Xiaorui: "You let people clean up this place first." ”

"Yes."

Fan Xiaorui immediately ordered the others.

Yuemo watched Fan Xiaorui leave with the others.

"I don't like the look in his eyes."

Seeing people leaving, Yuemo pursed her lips and began to say to Su Yu, Fan Xiaorui's eyes had an indescribable feeling, which made Yuemo very annoying.

"Me too."

Su Yu smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "Eyes of surveillance." ”

"You mean!"

Yuemo was a little surprised, what is this, is this a spy sent by the emperor?

to spy on them?

"What about Steward Fu?"

In contrast, Yuemo loves Fu Zhuqing more, even if he is not a spy sent by the emperor, Yuemo doesn't like it.

"Come on."

"That!"

Yuemo pointed in the direction Fan Xiaorui left.

"Do you think Fu Zhuqing can't fight him?"

Su Yu looked at Yuemo with a smile, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"Hmm!"

Yuemo nodded heavily, she naturally believed in Fu Zhuqing's ability, and there was absolutely no problem with Fan Xiaorui.

"Good! Then I'll call Fu Zhuqing now. ”

With that, Yuemo turned around and wanted to leave.

Su Yu grabbed Yuemo, Yuemo staggered back a few steps, and Su Yu took Yuemo and stepped out of the door of the palace together.

After the two of them left, behind the two of them, Fan Xiaorui's figure was revealed.

Behind him, the plaque of Prince Rong's Mansion began to be slowly taken off, and the handwriting of Prince Rong's Mansion had long been brushed off its golden color by the wind and rain.

The place where the plaque was originally hung was replaced with a new plaque, and the name on the plaque reads - Baili General's Mansion.

The handwriting is very dazzling, but it is dazzling and sad.