Since there is nowhere to hide and there is no escape, it is better to rise to the challenge.

In the East Palace, a hundred flowers are blooming, and the dead trees are sprouting.

The spring rain gradually stopped, and the eaves were dripping with water.

There were three braziers burning in the inner sanctum, leaving only one slit by the window.

Sun squinted and served with the needlework, she was old, her eyes were not as good as when she was young, and it was a little difficult to thread the needle.

Sun held a big red robe in his hand, the robe was embroidered with dragon and phoenix Chengxiang, and the hem of the robe was made of Junzi Orchid.

The seven-color thread is sewn with fine stitches and is extremely meticulous, so that people can know that it took effort and thought at a glance.

Take a closer look, what Sun has in his hand is actually a wedding dress.

Qi Changrong hugged the hand stove and sighed, and said with a wry smile: "Mama, why do you bother in vain, even if you make that wedding dress, how can you wear it?" ”

Sun was overjoyed, his hands kept moving, and he didn't raise his head and said: "Even if you don't wear it, it's good to look at it, the slave has made two wedding clothes according to your body shape, whether you marry the crown princess or ...... in the future are prepared. ”

Sun didn't finish talking about the other possibility.

She knew very well in her heart that in this life, there was only the possibility of marrying the crown princess in the East Palace.

Thinking of this, Sun's heart was full of sourness, and his eyes involuntarily wet.

Qi Changrong chuckled, his voice was colder than the spring breeze: "Mama, don't get it again, in the future, Lonely's wedding dress will be made by the Ministry of Etiquette, you can rest, don't hold on to impossible extravagant hopes." ”

Hearing her words, Sun's hands were trembling, his vision began to blur, and he couldn't even put a needle in.

Qi Changrong didn't allow her to escape, and his voice became colder and colder: "You know better than anyone else that Lone can only be the prince of the East Palace." ”

Sun was stunned for a while, wiping the corners of his eyes.

"And what about this wedding dress? The slave has been preparing for more than ten years. ”

"Burn it." Qi Changrong was silent: "It looks bad." ”

She doesn't think that putting on a wedding dress and marrying a wife is a necessary thing for a woman's life, nor does she feel that she has any regrets about living as a man for the rest of her life as a woman.

It's a pity that Sun has become more and more sentimental in recent years, and as she gets older, Mama's mind becomes more and more simple and easy to guess.

Sun was reluctant, she poured many years of hard work into this wedding dress, worked diligently every day, and slightly modified it with the change of Qi Changrong's body shape, so that she had today's results.

Let it burn, how can she do it?

Qi Changrong deliberately went to grab it: "Mama doesn't burn it, then you burn it yourself." ”

"Your Highness!" The Sun family hurriedly dodged, where could the current Qi Changrong move the wedding dress in the slightest, and said vaguely: "In the end, it was made by the slave's own hands, even if it was to be burned, the slave had to burn it himself." ”

Qi Changrong raised his eyebrows, then nodded in response, not thinking about it.

A breeze blew, and under the eaves of the dripping water, Luo Yi appeared there silently.

Qi Changrong glanced outside, and listened to him: "Your Highness, your subordinates have already picked up people from Changqing County, and they are arranging them in a certain courtyard in Shangjing. ”

Sun subconsciously hid the wedding dress in his hand, not giving people the possibility of snooping.

Ma Zhengli was picked up.

Qi Changrong paused and said with a smile: "Gu knows, you go first, and Gu will come later." ”

Luo Yi heard the sound and left.

Qi Changrong got up elegantly and looked at Sun's bright smile.

"Mama, look, outside is the lonely world, that is Lone's choice, and it is also Lone's mission."

Her heart has long been filled with the world, where can she tolerate the careful thoughts of her daughter's family?

As the words fell, she turned around and walked into her choice without hesitation.

Sun watched her leave in a daze, as if her heart had been blown open.

At this moment, she seemed to see the nightshade blooming.

There was a gentle breeze and a drizzle.

A dilapidated carriage was parked at the mouth of the fifth alley.

Qi Changrong bent out of the carriage, she was wrapped in a cloak, holding a warm hand stove in her hand, and her boots were stepping into the shallow puddle and splashing many water droplets.

Disappeared in the rain in an instant.

"You are not allowed to come along."

A cold voice overflowed from her lips, and in addition to the coachman from the Imperial City, a few faint breaths in the dark also seemed to pause.

These are the secret guards who secretly protect her.

Because they were also familiar with this place, they knew that Qi Changrong was right, so they didn't force them to follow.

The guards understood that the prince was warning them.

The rain became heavier and heavier, Qi Changrong didn't ask anyone to serve, and walked into the misty rain curtain alone with an oil umbrella.

The deep and cramped mouth of Wuxiangzikou is the most famous slum in Shangjing, and few outsiders set foot here.

The rain was pouring down, and today the children were confined to their homes by their families, and she did not bring sugar gourds.

So much better.

Qi Changrong walked farther and farther, bypassing the unified bluestone streets of Shangjing and stepping onto the gravel section deep in the slums.

Soon, the pair of boots on her feet, which were inlaid with gold thread, were stained with dirt, and there were some mud spots on the hem of her clothes.

Before the hand stove lost its temperature, Qi Changrong finally walked in front of a dilapidated house in the slum.

There was an old man in coarse linen clothes guarding outside, and when he saw her coming, a smile appeared on his old face: "The spring rain is slightly cold, and the nobles have come from afar, so it is better to go into the house and drink a cup of hot tea to warm up your body." ”

Qi Changrong put away the umbrella, and the old man took it smoothly.

She smiled: "There is Lao Lao." ”

The houses here are sparse and ordinary, there is nothing unusual, and there is even a bare piece inside, without any landscape embellishment.

But it is this house that is already the most prominent existence in the slums.

The old man led the people in, and several people in the house were waiting for her anxiously.

Qi Changrong pushed the door in, and the eyes of those people suddenly focused on her, with awe and surprise.

Luo leaned together and said respectfully: "Your Highness." ”

The people next to him did the same, and no one dared to sit until the master sat down.

Qi Changrong calmly walked to the main seat and sat down, the old man had already prepared hot tea, and after she sorted it out, he served it with both hands, and his every move was skillful.

Obviously, the old man was used to serving her.

It's not the first time she's set foot here, either.

Qi Changrong took a sip of hot tea, and then said lightly: "Sit down, don't be formal." ”

The old man sat down in the position closest to her, his eyes half-closed, looking like he was old and couldn't sleep.

There was only one person present who lost his temper and did not know it.

Looking at the immature but familiar faces in front of him, especially Qi Changrong's demeanor that resembled Emperor Jin An, Ma Zhengli opened his mouth wide in shock, forgetting to salute and forgetting everything he had suffered.

It's too similar, it's too similar.

When he was demoted from Beijing, he once saw the little prince who was held in the arms of Emperor Jin An and overlooked the world in the prison through the sea of people.

Their appearance is like carved out of a mold, but Emperor Jin An is too heroic, and the prince's face is even weaker, so I think it must have inherited Concubine Qin's weakness.

Seeing Qi Chang's expressionless face, Ma Cui felt a sigh in his heart, lest his father's gaffe would cause dissatisfaction in the East Palace, so he hurriedly and secretly pulled Ma Zhengli's robe, which made him wake up from his dream in vain, strode to the center of the guest hall, knelt down with his robe, and knocked his forehead heavily on the ground.

"The criminal minister Ma Zhengli, knock on His Royal Highness the Prince."

Ma Cui then knelt down and fell to the ground, only her shoulders trembling to show that she was not at peace.

The father and daughter didn't say much.

Even if you know what kind of big people are looking for them before you set foot in this room, they are not as shocked as the sight of seeing them in person.

The ancestors of the Ma family have been officials for three generations, loyal to the Qi royal family for nearly a hundred years, and it is the turn of Ma Zhengli's generation to make a big mistake.

Compared with their excitement, Qi Changrong was as calm as ever, and said, "Two of you, please get up." ”

Ma Zhengli obeyed the order and got up, and his eyes were wet at a lot of age.

Qi Changrong said again: "Sit." ”

The father and daughter were stiff, commanding one action at a time, like marionettes.

Seeing them like this, Qi Changrong played with the teacup and chuckled: "You don't have to be nervous, Lone just has questions and wants to get a true answer from your mouth." ”

Ma Zhengli's expression was serious, and his heart couldn't help sinking when he heard this, he was ready for the worst.

Before he was demoted from Beijing, he was an official the size of a sesame seed, if it weren't for the grace of the heavenly family, he would have never had the honor of meeting the East Palace in his life.

Now the prince actually has a question that he wants to ask him......

can make the current prince not hesitate to risk the anger of Long Yan to take him back to Shangjing...... He had to think about it.

Qi Changrong looked at Ma Zhengli without blinking, and seeing that he was restless and didn't dare to look at her directly, he sighed lightly: "Presumably Master Ma has already guessed what Gu is going to ask." ”

With a groan, Ma Zhengli's heart sank to the bottom, and the last trace of happiness was also declared broken.

He was like a cat that was suddenly stepped on by the tail, and he almost couldn't hide his emotional flustery and replied: "The grass people were dismissed for crime many years ago, where did His Highness be a lord, besides, the grass people are dull, and they have been away from Beijing for many years, I really don't know what His Highness wants to ask." ”

In order to hide his weakness and fear of being seen as flawed, Ma Zhengli quickly lowered his head, eager to dig a hole and bury himself in it.

At this moment, he actually felt that even if he died in that small courtyard in Changqing County, it would be good, at least he didn't have to face the current scene under great pressure.

The atmosphere in the room was silent, Qi Changrong had already expected that Ma Zhengli would not let go easily, and he was not disappointed when he heard the words, so he asked directly: "Regarding the battle in Lincheng in Liangzhou ten years ago, there are many doubts that cannot be solved. However, most of the people who were implicated back then escaped from the world, and the only one who could be found was Master Ma, and I specially invited you back to Beijing for this matter. ”

She didn't hide her purpose, so she asked it with a big grin, and she didn't shy away from the rest of the room.

A few drops of cold sweat broke out on Ma Zhengli's forehead, and his lips trembled and said: "The truth was announced to the people back then, precisely because the head of the Jun family made a wrong judgment because of a momentary mistake, so that the news was transmitted back to Beijing and the fighter plane was delayed too late, which finally led to a tragedy. ”

This is the truth in the eyes of the world.

"Master Ma is afraid that he is mistaken, what Gu wants is the truth in the eyes of a few people, you know, but I don't want to tell Gu."

Ma Zhengli was silent for a while, no longer trying to fool her, but he never mentioned the events of the year.

Qi Changrong didn't lack patience the most, seeing that he couldn't dig out any useful news from his mouth, he didn't force him, and said calmly: "Master Ma is tired of traveling and driving, so I can rest assured that I will live here to rest during this time, and come back another day." ”