These days, Yue'er fought with the soldiers and people in the capital, and almost no one in the city didn't know her.

Yue'er's eyes were moist, she got out of the car, rode a white horse to the front of the line, and waved to the people on both sides, who wanted to come up and salute her, but were stopped by the forbidden army guarding the roadside.

"Concubine Niang, you stay-"

"Yes, Concubine Niang, don't go-"

Someone corrected: "No, she is not a concubine, her real identity is Miss Ran!" ”

There are also people who are confused: "What Miss Ran, it's obviously a little Oiran!" ”

"No matter what her identity is, I will recognize her as a concubine anyway!"

At this time, there was a young man standing at the north gate of the palace, and he watched Yue'er's carriage slowly leave, with a complicated expression on his face.

The young man was dressed in a pale green robe with a wide jade belt tied around his waist, and he looked at the city with his eyebrows furrowed.

This person is none other than the Nine Emperor Princes.

Wen Ji stood behind Zhaoju, and he asked, "Your Highness, is it too ostentatious for Miss Ran to go like this?" ”

Zhaoju glanced at Wenji.

"Master Wen, I heard that you were appreciated and promoted by Miss Ran to have today's position?"

Wen Ji bowed.

"Yes, Miss Ran is in Bole."

When he says this, he thinks of himself as a Maxima.

Zhaoju smiled coldly and asked, "Since she is your Bole, then the ministers are all going to the city to see Miss Ran outside the city today, why don't you go?" ”

Wenji felt that Zhaoju's words were cold, and suddenly shivered.

"That, that's because His Highness has orders, and the minister doesn't dare to leave without permission."

Zhaoju smiled lightly and ignored it.

Wenji felt a sudden chill on his back.

Zhaoju looked at Yue'er's back from afar, she gradually walked away in her field of vision, only a small red dot remained, she couldn't help but feel stunned, and secretly thought in her heart: "Miss Ran, I'm sorry, I was forced to do this, if I could go back to the past, I would definitely not choose this!" ”

At this moment, Yue'er suddenly sensed something, and she turned around and looked at the north gate.

Zhaoju saw Yue'er beckoning to him with her red sleeves, his mood was agitated, and he also raised his hand and waved at her.

It's a pity that Zhaoju can see Yue'er, but Yue'er can't see him, because the north gate tower has the sun behind it, and there is only a shadow.

Yue'er waved her sleeves to say goodbye to the capital.

Prosperity turned into a cloud of smoke.

The past is nostalgic.

In fact, Yue'er doesn't hate Zhaoju anymore, even if her face is not ruined, the two can't be together, because she was the concubine of the emperor, although her concubine is in name only, but her name has been decided, when Zhaozhen said that she wanted to go with Yue'er, the ministers were resolutely opposed, and if Zhaoju wanted to be with her, they would definitely be even more opposed.

Now Yue'er is still grateful to Zhaoju, because he rehabilitated the Ran family's unjust case, isn't the purpose of her coming to the capital exactly for this? Now that her wish has been fulfilled, she has no regrets in this life.

After a few days of cleaning and repair, Windy City has recovered some of its appearance, and the streets have been cleared, but the houses on both sides of the street are completely damaged, and it is unknown how long it will take to rebuild.

Looking at Miyagi from a distance under the blue sky, Miyagi is riddled with holes, but it is still standing.

Yue'er was a little sad.

When she came here a year ago, she was still a girl in a green building with grievances, but a year later, she was already famous all over the world, but these have become floating clouds, and they are about to dissipate in a blink of an eye.

On the side of the street, a woman called out in the crowd.

Yue'er seemed to hear her calling Sister Murong and Sister Yue'er, and couldn't help but turn her head to look.

I saw a man and a woman in the crowd desperately squeezing in, the man was an old man in black with gray hair, he was holding a folding fan in his hand, as if to indicate his identity, the woman was dressed as a young woman, she couldn't see her face clearly, the forbidden army guarding the road stopped the two and didn't let them in, the woman was pregnant, or squeezed hard, the forbidden soldiers had some scruples, and she rushed in.

Murong Qi'er's eyes were sharp, and she could see at a glance who the young woman was.

"Don't stop her, let her in—"

Hearing this order, the forbidden army was a little surprised, but they did not go to pull the young woman again.

At this time, Yue'er also saw the young woman's face clearly, and couldn't help but be taken aback.

"Sister Shiqin?"

The young woman in front of her was actually the epic qin who competed for the little flower oiran together in the Frost Leaf Pavilion, the epic qin is a talented woman, she is a disciple of the Su University scholar, and she is also the daughter of the old bustard Yingying sister of the drunken Xiangju who spent a lot of money to cultivate, and the poetry and piano music are all first-class.

The epic qin in front of her has lost the temperament of competing for the little oiran, her figure has become bloated, but her face is still very delicate, her belly bulges, and she looks like she is six or seven months pregnant.

Epic Piano was very excited.

"Sister Murong, Sister Yue'er, I, I finally see you!"

The corners of Yue'er's eyes were moist, and she dismounted.

"Qin'er, Qin'er, are you okay, the Dajing army called, how did you get out of danger?"

Epic Qin cried: "Sister Yue'er, sister is lucky, before the Dajing army came, Zhou Gongzi took me out of Beijing to go to Jiangnan, we escaped a catastrophe, I heard that the Dajing army was completely defeated in the past two days, so I came back!" ”

Yue'er sighed, when the little flower girl competed, there were a total of four girls, and there was one Zhu Ziyi, I don't know where they went.

Murong Qi'er asked, "Gongzi Zhou, which Gongzi Zhou?" ”

Epic Qin pointed to the old man in black in the crowd with a proud expression.

"That is the famous Zhou Chang Zhou Gongzi, he is the most respected talent of Su University and Lord Ouyang."

Yue'er vaguely heard the name of this Zhou Chang Zhou Gongzi, he seems to have written a lot of poems, but Yue'er doesn't remember a word, she always thought that this was a suave young man, but she didn't expect it to be an old man who was nearly fifty years old, thinking that this was an amorous son, he redeemed himself for the epic qin.

Murong Qi'er asked, "Sister, have you married Gongzi Zhou, and what identity does he give you?" ”

Epic Qin nodded, a happy expression.

"Yes, Gongzi Zhou married me, and he said that I would be the last concubine he married."

Murong Qi'er glanced at the old man Zhou, and saw that his clothes were patched, which had obviously been extended, and looking at the current dress of the epic qin, there was not a single ornament on his head, and his clothes were also coarse cloth clothes full of patches, so he was obviously having a bad time.

Yue'er shook her head in her heart, the women who are concubines are all miserable.

Murong Qi'er praised it.

"Sister Qin'er, you make my sister so jealous, being able to marry Zhou Gongzi, this is something that many women dream of!"

Epic Qin nodded and beckoned behind him, those forbidden soldiers did not stop the old man Zhou Chang Zhou, he walked over to Yue'er and the others, and bowed.

Murong Qi'er saw that this old man Zhou had a slender figure and a clear face, although he was a little older, he should be graceful and talented when he was young, and it was reasonable to think that the epic qin had such a fate in the end.