"Just now, Linglong also came to say goodbye to me and hurried out of the palace. Alas, in fact, if you think about it, Duanmuqian is also a poor person! "Nangong Meng has no hatred for Duanmu Qian now, a king who has lost his country and lost his throne, a king who has fallen from the clouds, is indeed pitiful. It's just as sad as anyone else. The only difference is that some people will be angry with the people around them when they lose everything, and some people are greedy for life and afraid of death, and bow down to their subordinates, but Duanmu Qian did not do this, so Nangong Meng and Xiaolan looked at each other differently.

"Yes, this high day is coming to an end, and he will soon become a prisoner of Yueli, losing everything, losing his freedom, it's quite pitiful to think about." Xiaolan shook her head.

"In my opinion, he won't be caught." Nangong Meng's eyes darkened, and the rain was right, Duanmu Qian was probably willing to die standing rather than live on his knees.

"What does Niangniang mean, he will be martyred?" Xiaolan was shocked, she had only thought that the third prince would lead the troops into this palace and finish off Duanmu Qian with his own hands, but now it seems that he may indeed commit suicide.

"Who knows, I just feel like this."

"Wouldn't the pouring rain be with him, then?" Xiaolan was a little afraid to think about it.

"This is the so-called life and death of the rain!" Nangong Meng's heart was also full of sourness.

The master and servant were silent for a while, and Nangong Meng suddenly pulled Xiaolan's hand, "Xiaolan, I want to bathe." ”

"Niangniang, no, you are still in the 'moon' (that is, confinement), and it is not easy to bathe." Xiaolan hurriedly waved her hand.

"Do you want the third prince to see me in an extremely embarrassed way? You know, I haven't seen Ah Ding for more than five years, and I hope he sees a beautiful me. Nangong Meng looked at Xiaolan with anticipation in his eyes.

As soon as Nangong Meng said this, Xiaolan couldn't refute it. Although these two people love and miss each other so much, they haven't seen each other for so many years after all. More than 2,000 days and nights have passed like this, and I don't know how heroic the three princes are now, and he is still not so affectionate towards his own young lady?

Now that Nangong Meng is described as withered, thin and not human-shaped, and his face is extremely poor, how would the third prince feel if he saw such an image of his own young lady? He is now a celebrity in front of the emperor, if he has dislike in his heart, how can it be good?

Thinking of this, Xiaolan immediately nodded, "Okay, the slave maid immediately asked someone to boil water, and wait for a large bucket of hot water to be loaded for the mother to bathe." After bathing, the slave maid dressed up the maid well. ”

"Well, there you go!" Nangong Mengmu watched Xiaolan walk out of the inner room, lowered her eyes, and the smile on her face gradually faded, looking preoccupied. Ah Ding, I really want you to see a me as bright as before!

When it was almost time for dinner, Duanmu Qian came to Qingmeng Pavilion again.

"Your Majesty!" Nangong Meng looked at Duanmu Qian and wanted to say something to appease him, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Concubine Meng, lie down and don't move." Duanmu Qian stepped forward and hugged Nangong Meng in his arms, "I heard that you haven't eaten much in the past few days, and you have lost a lot of weight, which makes people feel distressed when they look at it." ”

Hugging the skinny man in his arms, Duanmuqian's heart was sour. Just because of Xianxiao's jealousy, in just a few days, this Nangong Dream suffered such a big sin. He only thought that Nangong Meng didn't know that he could no longer give birth, so he decided to hide it from her for the time being, so as not to make her even more sad.

"The emperor asked Xiaoshunzi about her guilt, and Xiaolan said it when she came back just now, and the concubine was grateful." Nangong Meng gently grabbed Duanmu Qian's sleeve, and he didn't know how long he had been standing in the octagonal pavilion, how long the wind had been blowing, and his clothes were cold. "I heard that there are many people who have left the palace, why didn't the emperor take Sister Dumpling Rain away? Could it be that the so-called royal honor is more important than the appearance of you and Sister Rain? ”

"Concubine Meng, I have lost too much for this throne. After so many years of hard work, even fratricide, I can't just walk away. Duanmu Qian's chin was gently placed on the top of Nangong Meng's head.

"But, Your Majesty, you have done your best. Put down this throne, you and Sister Dumping Rain can be very happy together! ”

"I can't do it! To put it nicely, as the king of a country, I can't live in secret, I have to live and die with Nanlin. Actually, it's because I've lived for this imperial power since I was a child all my life, and once I lose this throne, I don't know where to settle down. ”

Duanmu Qian's voice was faint, "I was plotted by the imperial brother back then, and I lived among the people for several months, although I was rescued by Yu'er and Xichen, but I never wanted to live such a hard life again." If I escape from the palace with Yu'er, no matter how big the world is, if I and Yu'er want to escape Yuwen Aoli's pursuit, they can only live in sparsely populated places, I don't dare to think about it, I really don't dare to think about that kind of day. ”

"Your Majesty, with Sister Dumpling by your side, although your life is a little poorer, you won't be bitter!" It is rare for Duanmu Qian to say what is in his heart, although Nangong Meng knows that he said this just to comfort himself, but he also sincerely hopes that he can change his original intention.

"I don't want Yu'er to follow me through this upheaval life. I owe Yu'er too much over the years, and if I want her to accompany me like this, I really can't help it. Duanmu Qian paused, "I hope that Yu'er and Concubine Meng can live a good life in the future and live a stable life, even if they are not rich and rich, they will not be too poor." ”

"Your Majesty, you know Sister Dumpling Rain best, if you don't leave, it will be absolutely impossible for her to leave this palace alone."

"Don't worry, I will arrange for someone to send Yu'er out of the palace tonight." Duanmu Qian smiled bitterly, "I know that she will not agree to leave my side, but I will find a way to get her out of the palace." ”

"Your Majesty!" Nangong Mengzhi Duanmu Qian was also bitter in his heart, but he didn't know how to comfort him when Lu Dao stood in his position, it seemed that as long as he mentioned the upcoming Yueli army and the inevitable and unchangeable ending, he could only be speechless. After all, on the issue of countries and countries, he and Duanmuqian have always stood on different positions, and it is even more impossible for him to say to Duanmuqian like Pouring Rain, and he will eventually leave him.

"Concubine Meng, you don't need to persuade me anymore, I have made up my mind. I know that you have good intentions, but this is my fate! Duanmu Qian sighed, hugging Nangong Meng's arm and couldn't help but tighten, "You have suffered in the past few days since I left, and you must take good care of your body when you return to Yueli in the future." ”

"Your Majesty!" Nangong Meng's nose was sour, and he couldn't help but redden.

"Concubine Meng, how precious!" Duanmu Qian lowered his head and kissed Nangong Meng's forehead lightly, without waiting for Nangong Meng to speak, he quickly stood up and walked out of the city as if he had escaped.