In the blink of an eye, it has been the third year of Jingde, and Li Si's death has been gradually forgotten by many people, but among these many people, it does not include Su Li, the sixth prince of Daqi.

A light rain had just fallen, but it brought a touch of coolness to the early summer.

Su Li, as usual, personally carried a box of food and came to the tomb of Li Si, the Duke of Dingguo. Behind him, there was only one scholar of his age.

Looking at the tombstone in front of him, Su Li felt a little emotional. What a great man he was during his lifetime, but after his death, how many people still remember his glorious past.

Here, except for Su Li, no one else came to worship, which seemed very sad.

"Xiaoluo, you go and clear the weeds around, I want to talk quietly with the teacher."

Seeing another pile of weeds growing nearby, Su Li frowned slightly and commanded his scholar.

Xiao Luoben grew up begging on the street and eating 100 family meals, he never met his parents, and he didn't know what his surname was.

A chance encounter, Su Li saw that he was very pitiful, but he was also clever. Since then, he has been kept with him.

"Yes, Sixth Highness, I'll go now."

Xiao Luo answered, then stepped aside and began to clean up the nearby weeds.

Su Li didn't care that the ground was still a little damp at this time, he gently put down the food box and sat cross-legged.

"Teacher, wife, are you okay over there?"

"Students, see you're here."

Su Li's heart was a little sad, he took out the food in the food box, and placed it in front of Li Si's tombstone in an orderly manner. Among them, there are also some persimmons and various pastries that Wanwan loved to eat when she was a child.

"Wanwan, if you're still alive, you'd be eight years old, right?"

Su Li remembered that he used to eat at the teacher's house, and the little oil bottle that always followed him.

"Teacher, the student is already sixteen years old, and he is about to get married."

"But I'm very sad."

"Hey."

"No one has ever cared about my opinions, or what I think in my heart."

"Teacher, this is what you say, the sorrow of living in a feudal dynasty, right?"

Su Li gently picked up the wine jug, and didn't use the wine glass, he poured some to the ground, and drank it directly with the spout.

He wanted to get drunk, because only here can he completely open his heart and not be cautious everywhere.

"Sixth Highness, wake up, wake up."

Su Li, who was already drunk and fell asleep, noticed that someone was shaking his body, and opened his eyes in a daze.

"Hmm."

"Where is this?"

Su Li rubbed his slightly aching forehead and asked strangely.

“......”

"Your Highness Six, this is your own mansion, and I worked so hard to carry you back from the mountain."

Xiaoluo said to him with some collapse. Su Li was drunk and unconscious, but he was tired.

"Oh."

"It's really hard for you."

Looking at Xiaoluo's collapsed appearance, Su Li blamed himself slightly.

"By the way, what's the matter with waking me up?"

Su Li asked Xiang Xiaoluo, not understanding why he disturbed his sweet dream.

"The ......"

"Lin Chengcheng is here, anxious to see you."

Xiaoluo had a headache, this eldest lady of the Lin family's business, he didn't dare to offend at all.

"What is she here for?"

"It won't be ......"

Su Li seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and his mind instantly cleared up a lot.

"Eighty percent of them know."

"You can do it yourself."

Xiaoluo spread his hands, saying that love can't help, and the dead friends don't die in the poor.

"Hey, I'd better go out and see you."

Su Li reluctantly got up and tidied up his clothes a little, what should come will always come, and what should be faced must always be faced.

Su Li's mansion is not very big, and compared to other princes, it is simply shabby and pitiful.

His mother's concubine was just a maid, she lost her body once and became pregnant with Su Li, so her mother was expensive and had an identity.

After Emperor Jingde ascended the throne, although he was canonized as a concubine, he was a saint who never went to her. The place where she lives is like a cold palace, there is no difference.

After Su Li's teacher Li Si left, Su Li never saw the current saint, his father, the emperor.

Maybe that person has long forgotten the existence of Su Li, the sixth prince.

In the front hall of the mansion, there is not a single famous calligraphy and painting, nor a luxurious mahogany table and chair, nor a cloud of maids and servants.

Lin Chengcheng sat on a somewhat stiff chair and kept looking around, his face was unhappy.

"You're finally here."

Seeing Su Li, who had just appeared in the front hall at this time, she had some complaints.

"Ugh."

"I was drunk before, so I fell asleep."

"You're coming to see me, are you?"

Su Li was a little embarrassed, he asked knowingly.

"Hehe, why did I come to see you?"

"You ask me, don't you?"

Looking at Su Li, who was embarrassed, Lin Chengcheng had a slight hint of mockery.

"I ......"

Su Li didn't know how he was going to answer.

The two men were a little silent, staring at each other with big eyes.

"Su Li, you're getting married, right?"

After a little silence, Lin Chengcheng took the lead in losing his breath and broke the peace.

"Yes, I'm getting married."

Now that she already knew it, Su Li didn't hide it anymore and admitted it calmly.

"I heard that you are going to marry the county lord of Nanchu?"

"Nan Chu also demanded, you have to go to Nan Chu to get married?"

Lin Chengcheng looked at Su Li and asked. She couldn't figure out why such a humiliating thing would be agreed to by the Holy One today.

"Huh."

"Perhaps, this proves that I'm not completely useless."

"Am I sacrificing my life for the country?"

Su Li replied to the question, and laughed a little self-deprecatingly.

Throughout the ages, he should be the first prince to enter the door upside down. At least, in the history books, there should be such a strong stroke of him, and it can be regarded as a name left in history.

He also couldn't figure out in his heart, why did that man hate himself so much?

But why didn't he give him a cup of wine that would fulfill him, and wouldn't everyone be happy?

No matter how down-and-out he is, he is nominally the prince of a country, and he is "married" to another country, isn't this a slap in the face?

Su Li shook his head lightly, no longer thinking about it, and he was safe when he came. Anyway, in this world, except for the concubine, he is still thinking about him, and he can be regarded as alone, and he has nothing to worry about.

"Su Li, don't you go, okay?"

Lin Chengcheng's tears didn't know when they began to drip down.

"Not going?"

"You say, can I?"

Su Li paced to the door, his eyes looking into the distance, where was the direction of his teacher's tomb.

"Teacher, if you're still alive."

"You must be reluctant for me to leave Qingzhou City."

"I remember you once seemed to say, freedom to marry."

"I'm really a little envious."

Su Li's mind at this moment seemed to drift into the distance, into the world conceived by the teacher.

"I'll go to Nanchu to find you."

Lin Chengcheng's words instantly pulled Su Li's mind back.

"What are you kidding?"

Su Li looked at her, a little inexplicable.

"I'm not kidding."

"I'm serious."

"Su Li, we've known each other for a long time. I'll just ask you, have you ever liked me a little? ”

Lin Chengcheng stared at her big beautiful eyes, stared at Su Li and asked. Her cheeks were still covered with crystal clear tears.

"I ......"

Su Li's eyes dodged, not daring to look at her eyes.

"Answer me."

Lin Chengcheng said loudly.

"Maybe ......"

"I don't understand it either."

"When the teacher left suddenly, and I was most painful, you suddenly appeared in my sight, silently accompanied me, and silently enlightened me. Perhaps, I would love to see you, but it doesn't mean that I like you, maybe it's just dependence. ”

"What's more, I'm getting married."

"I can't help myself, can't I?"

Su Li could be sure that he must be dependent.

He has few friends, his status is too low, he is afraid to get close to him, and his status is too noble to disdain to make friends with him.

Therefore, when he was in pain, there was no one to confide in, only her.

Lin Chengcheng can be regarded as his only friend, or confidant.

But this, are you sure you like it? Is it love? He had no answer in his own mind.

"It's okay, I can wait, I can always be with you."

"Even if you go to Nanchu, it's the same."

Lin Chengcheng was not disappointed, obviously she had expected it.

"Why are you in trouble?"

Su Li shook her head lightly, and did not stop her, she understood her temper, and she always said yes, so let her go.

In the third year of Jingde, in the summer, early in the morning, Su Li rushed to Nanchu for a wedding.

There are no royal relatives, no parents, no ......

There was nothing, just him, a scholar, and two horses.

"Xiaoluo?"

"Do you think I have a family?"

Su Li, who was on horseback, asked Xiaoluo.

"Ugh."

"Back to His Royal Highness Six, I think, it should be counted."

Xiaoluo scratched his head depressedly. Does this count? Does this count? Does this count? He was going to ask himself three times.

"It's still called the Sixth Highness, have you ever seen a Sixth Highness as down-and-out as me?"

"In the future, you will still call me Gongzi, Sixth Highness, I feel ashamed when I hear it."

Sixth Highness, there will be no such person in the future, and there will only be Su Li in the future.

"Yes, Six......"

"Childe."

Xiao Luo felt that he was afraid that it would take him a long time to get used to it.

The sun rose in the east, the sky was full of colorful clouds, and the two galloped towards the south.

Wenxiu Palace, if it weren't for the fact that there was a palace word on the plaque, I am afraid that no one would believe that such a humble place was actually the residence of the imperial concubine.

A beautiful woman dressed in simple clothes stood in front of the window, looking out of the window. But outside the window, except for a few pots of scattered flowers and plants, nothing else could be seen.

"Son, it's my mother who is sorry for you."

Tears ran down her cheeks, slowly rolling down.

At this moment, Su Li was looking back, and the Qingzhou City behind him had become a little blurred.

"Farewell, Qingzhou City."

"Farewell, Mother."

He struck the whip hard and never looked behind him again.

"Drive."

The oncoming wind was blowing, with a few tears.