The two of them sat and knelt, one black and one white, with long figures, looking at each other in pairs, confronting each other, and they were very good, and they looked so pleasing to the eye.

Song Heng is handsome and majestic, wearing a luxurious dark brocade robe to show his noble state, and a piece of white jade is interspersed with a black jade belt around his waist, and there is an indescribable momentum in every gesture.

Compared with Song Heng's deep and introverted, Mu Zhao's temperament is more inclined to be exposed. A pair of clear eyes that were so gentle that they seemed to drip water clamped on a perfectly handsome face, and the long thin hair covered his smooth forehead, hanging down to the thick and slender eyelashes, and under the wrapping of a white robe, he was like a jade son, and his face was like a crown of jade.

The two people have different personalities, and their temperaments are even more different. Under this confrontation, Song Heng had the upper hand, far superior to Mu Zhao in terms of momentum and others.

"When did the emperor like her?" Not long after the rain stopped, under the sunlight after the rain, there was no blush, and the delicate face showed a sickly paleness, revealing a noble and elegant, bright moon and breeze temperament.

"What if you get it? Do you think our relationship can go back to what it used to be? "Mu Zhao is a smart person, he won't understand such a simple truth, but he wants to ask such a boring question.

Mu Zhao smiled bitterly, how could he not know this truth, not only Song Heng, but even Shen Jin, Shen Jin learned that Shen Nanyan was infatuated with himself, and their relationship suddenly became cold and estranged, even if he had the heart to remedy it but was unable to return to the sky, Shen Jin must have found out.

He loves his sister so much, if he lets him know his affection for Shen Nanyan, it will only be a matter of time before he breaks up.

The feelings are so weak, so thin that the brotherhood that has been reduced to many years because of a woman has become empty in an instant.

"Your Majesty, have you already decided to do so?" Mu Zhao asked.

Since the relationship can't be retained, it's better not to force it.

This breakup, Song Heng felt uncomfortable, he and Mu Zhao, Shen Jinqing are brothers and sisters, how many arguments have been made over the years, there have been disagreements, and now it is only because of a woman who has come to this place.

"Of course." Song Heng stared at Mu Zhao and replied decisively.

"That Weichen wishes the emperor the rest of his life in the future, good health, and all his wishes come true." He kowtowed three times to fulfill their lifelong brotherhood.

Red bricks and green tiles, the palace wall is deep, in the afternoon, the road is slippery on a rainy day, few people pass on this road, and a man in white on the palace corridor walks with an umbrella.

The gait is faltering, walking slowly and hard. Fang had been kneeling on the ground in the hall for too long, his knees were cold and sore, and he was numb, and now he was lucky to be able to support his body and go out of the palace, how could he still speed up.

The faint pain in his thigh stimulated his brain, which was so chaotic that he couldn't make out the direction for a long time, and he could only rely on his instincts to move forward......

The love is no longer there, and a dream is paid to Huang Liang. Love parting, can't ask for, resentment will be, life is the most bitter, nothing more than this.

In just a few days, he lost the love and brother at the center of his life, and the departure of the other brother was only a matter of time.

Everything that he once longed for was all empty in the end, and he was alone.

He suddenly wanted to question, and even hated his mother, why did he give birth to him, endure the ridicule of the world, experience brotherhood, and the parting of confidants, if there is an afterlife, he must not bear these sufferings.

The rainy night was slightly cool, and the candles in the study were lit all night.

The imperial study in the palace was also lit all night, and it was said that the emperor was unfathomable and cold-hearted, how could he not have a heart?

He knew that he had set up a barrier in his heart, and no one could approach it.

Breaking with Mu Zhao, this is not the result he wants to see, if he can, he doesn't want to cut off his relationship with Mu Zhao, it was Mu Zhao who forced him, obviously he had warned him many times to keep him away from that person, he didn't believe it, and insisted on blocking his way.

In that case, don't blame him for being rude.

The decree that had been on the table for a long time was left alone, and the marks on the folds were a sign that they had been turned over many times, and even fell to the ground.

Mu Zhao's lifeblood is in his hands. He was and is destined to be the victor.

"The minister Gu played the emperor, the minister served as the prefect of Liuzhou for many years, was diligent and innocent for the official, did big and small things himself, and never dared to slack off. Not long ago when I was eating wine in Liuzhou Restaurant, I happened to hear a word, which was related to the past of Mu Zhao Gongzi, Mu Gongzi's biological mother was a famous prostitute in Liuzhou, a beautiful woman, only eight buckets high, was sold as a famous prostitute when he was a child, half a life of tossing and turning, half a life of ups and downs, now he listened to the old man who ate wine and talked about the bloodline of the princess of the previous dynasty in exile, although hundreds of years have passed, the prostitute may be the royal blood of the previous dynasty. Wechen has now explored many times, and there has been a hint of it, which can still corroborate the facts of this matter, please ask Rong Chen to investigate carefully. ”

Eight hundred miles of urgent letters, a thick stack of folds full of words, clearly organized, the end of a miserable woman's life experience floating all her life, dying without being discovered.

The matter of the bloodline of the previous dynasty, whether it is placed in the place of founding of the country or now, is an extremely taboo matter, if this matter is insisted on being resolved on the surface, it can be pardoned, or it can be copied and beheaded.

The key is to see how the king handles it, others may be a little taboo about this matter, but he is not the only one, he has already shown this fold to Mu Zhao, called the choice to him, and let him make his own choice.

………

"You go and pack your bags, quickly, before winter at the latest." As a result of a sleepless night, his eyes were covered in black and green, and he took a sip of strong tea to refresh himself.

"Childe, are we going out again?" Xie Sui looked at Mu Zhao and wondered, he entered the palace yesterday, why did he leave Kyoto today?

"Yes, we're very likely to ...... The president lives at the border pass. He still didn't tell Xie Sui that they might have to stay at the border for the rest of their lives. Song Heng's worries made him understand that as long as he was in Kyoto for a day, he and Shen Nanyan would meet at any time, and once he left, Song Heng would be relieved.

"The emperor asked us to go to the border pass?" The border is bitter cold and remote, and the trip alone will take ten days and half a month, and it will take more than a month to go back and forth, and the environment there is even worse, compared with Youzhou.

Song Heng's behavior is now specifically aimed at his son-in-law.

………

Song Heng's black eyes are sharp and deep, like lightning, and his ink-like eyes are deep, as unfathomable as an ancient well, making people dare not look directly. That day, he stared at him with eyes as deep as Gu Tan, and said in a deep voice: "The border gate is now stable, the Shen family has returned to Beijing, and there is a shortage of people to guard it, so you can go and run for me, just so you can still appreciate the place where she once lived." ”

It's really three sentences that don't leave her, no matter what you say, what you talk about, and then knock on the side after you talk about it, does your existence really make him care so much?

He hesitated, wondering if he didn't want to leave or didn't want to leave.

When he was still hesitating, Song Heng threw him a heavy twist. Spread out, and look at the fold.

The expression on his face did not show any points, but the fold in his hand suddenly landed, and there was a piercing sound, and the sound hit his heart, setting off a huge stormy wave.

never expected that his mother would have such a background. It should have been a beautiful and radiant life, but now it is so unbearable.

He felt sorry for her, and felt unwilling for her, but he was not afraid of the consequences that his mother was about to bring to him because of this will.

"Wechen obeyed the order and thanked him."

Since Song Heng asked him to leave Beijing, then he left.

"You can't go back to Beijing without an edict......" Seeing that he answered so quickly, Song Heng added this sentence meaningfully.

"Yes."

The official willow is low and golden, and it is late to ride and rain in the slender pond. The courtyard of the broken intestine is a curtain of wind and floc.

This time, Mu Zhao did not leave quietly, and Song Heng also made a special order with great fanfare.

Shen Jin made a special trip to see him off a few days in advance after knowing about it, and after Shen Jin knew, Shen Nanyan certainly knew.

This time it was not mentioned by Shen Jin by chance, but the words that Xie Sui personally came to transmit.

"My son-in-law will leave Kyoto in three days and go to the border pass, and he will stay for a long time in the future."

Xie Sui stood there, and after explaining his intentions, he looked at the woman sitting under the pavilion in the courtyard, her skin was better than snow, her lips were extremely white, she was dressed in a white brocade robe, and the gold thread outlined a few auspicious clouds, and there was a faint breath of bookish clarity and clarity between her eyebrows.

She looked at him faintly, and said calmly: "Long stay? Is this the emperor's will or your son-in-law's decision? ”

Of course, Song Heng is targeting his son-in-law, otherwise his son-in-law would not want to go out of Beijing anyway.

"What does Miss Shen think? If Miss Shen wants to say goodbye to my son-in-law, the slave will arrange it for you, if Miss doesn't have this idea, then blame the slave for being nosy. "You can't treat Shen Nanyan like an ordinary woman begging her to let her see his son-in-law, Shen Nanyan is not an ordinary person, she must not eat him, but should give her the initiative and let her choose for herself.

"Got it, let's go." Shen Nanyan's voice was extremely cold, flat without the slightest fluctuation, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him, and his voice was so cold.

Xie Sui looked at the cold expression on Shen Nanyan's face with cold eyes, and held grievances for his son-in-law, so he sarcastically said: "It is said that Miss Shen is a beautiful woman and the first beauty in Beijing, but I don't think so." What's the use of having a beautiful face? At least you should take a look at your own heart, others don't remember their kindness at all, they are cold-hearted and cold-hearted, is this kind of person still humane? ”

These words are committed, and she is openly and secretly satirizing her for treating Mu Zhao so indifferently, and she is not worthy of being a person at all. Xie Sui is his person, he didn't send him, Xie Sui was so angry and held grievances for him, it can be seen that Xie Sui is the person who treats him sincerely.

Since she was sincere to him, how could she be angry, she said calmly: "Are you finished?" When that's all that, let's go back. ”