No matter how wonderful the drama is, I also know that it is just an illusory story, how can it be compared to the real events that happened in reality. The gaze of the spectators was gradually taken away by the two arguing in the corner.

At the moment when no one saw it, the moment the storyteller and the fifth Yaoguang looked at each other, Yaoguang's eyes were contemptuous and provocative.

Qi Ze noticed that everyone's eyes were biased here, and he glanced around with a cold look, and the eyes of the timid and fearful people shrank and looked away, for fear of causing trouble. The itchy heart couldn't help but prick up its ears, for fear of missing a detail.

Qi Ze's indifferent gaze couldn't force everyone back who was looking, and he moved his gaze back to the guy in front of him who didn't know anything about it.

"Enough trouble." Anger was suppressed. In addition to anger, there is more regret and sadness. 30,000 soldiers set up at the border pass, just waiting for an order to take up arms, indignantly and passionately attacked, broke through the encirclement, smashed the Yellow Dragon, advanced into Kyoto, and took down the head of the current emperor Xiang Shang.

The fifth Yaoguang escaped from the camp like a person who had nothing to do, ran here, listened to the story compiled by the storyteller leisurely, and sipped tea. It's not at all like the behavior of a general, a core.

The words he had thought of were met with reddish eyes, and the other party's straightforward questions echoed in his ears, the words were choked in his throat, and his eyes looked away evasively. Just met someone's interesting eyes.

The brain instantly woke up, and the slightly stunned state just now dissipated.

There was no rebuttal, and the corners of his mouth curled sarcastically. She has not made enough trouble, who has ever given a chance to be willful, bound by rules and regulations, living in the south all day long, never having a moment of respite, fourteen years of the cycle repeatedly. Always remember the contribution of others, and suppress all the emotions with waves.

Like a lifeless stone.

Fifth Yaoguang stood up directly, ignored Qi Ze behind him, and walked straight to the door. Qi Ze just got up to catch up with the straight back. The scattered spectators gathered in front of Qi Ze, one by one with inquisitive eyes, and a few men with upright faces made fierce and vicious looks.

"Do you think he will be a small restaurant in the Yan Shan Building?" Whispers rang out.

"That delicate figure, coagulated skin must be."

The words of the "......" fell silent for a few seconds.

Yan Shanlou is not something that ordinary people like them can imagine, and the lowest minions in it are worth a year's expenses. Thinking of this, the man who was the first to intercept couldn't help but swallow his saliva. This adult's ability to provoke blatantly must not be a good stubble.

The beauty is misleading, and for a while I was carried away by the pitiful appearance of the small restaurant just now, and I don't know how much I offended.

The people who came to intercept did not have the morale just now, their shoulders shrugged, and their eyes turned downward.

"Get out." Qi Ze didn't give half a minute of light to Xiao Xiao in front of him, and all his attention was on the fifth Yaoguang in the disappearing crowd.

Although, six years have passed since the fall of the previous dynasty. There is no complete guarantee, no one remembers him, and if he is recognized by someone and causes unnecessary trouble, the gain outweighs the loss.

Yaoguang disappeared in the crowd, and the small Xiao in front of him was really an eyesore, Qi Ze didn't care about so many worries, and swept the people who came to stop him to the ground. Rolling twice on the ground, before the words of scolding came out of the other party, Qi Ze was long gone.

The drama is still being told, but no one cares about it for a long time.

The voices of controversy revolve around the two who have disappeared, and the reverie in the mind is layered on top of each other. I don't have time to care about the storyteller's words.

The fifth Yaoguang, who didn't know where to go, was silently watching the flowing stream on a flat boat at this time. The fallen leaves of the weeping willows on the shore fall to the water, creating layers of ripples.

"Where do I go from here?" He muttered to himself, and the wicker in his hand restlessly stirred up the pool water.

"Husband, life is not a good place to go." The ship's captain replied with a hearty laugh.

"How can life be so chic in the world, and it is not satisfactory everywhere." Yaoguang shook his head with laughter and laughter when he heard this, and the churning water became more and more turbid.

The boatman said no more, and a loud song rang out from his mouth.

Why didn't she know?

Throw the note soaked in the stream and stand up and look around.

"Yaoguang." Stern voices came from the shore.

Yaoguang's body stiffened, swallowed, and slowly turned to look at the place where he heard the sound. Qi Ze stood on the shore with his hands folded, his face unclear, but the black qi that overflowed already indicated his mood.

Tap the board of the boat and flee to the other side, she is Qi Ze's opponent, and before she reaches the shore, she is restrained by Qi Ze's wrist, unable to shake, just like when she was young, she was directly thrown on the shoulder by Qi Ze, and her internal organs were stirred by this.

He was slammed to the ground again, and history repeated itself, superimposing with the past, only to turn his expression of shock and resentment into sadness.

"You ......" Qi Ze's reprimanding words were stalked in his throat, Yaoguang maintained the appearance of falling to the ground, his eyes were full of sadness, silently waiting for the passage of time, and he looked like he was at your disposal.

Seeing the interaction between the two, the boatman sighed softly and shook his head, "I'm old and don't understand the love of young people......"

The boat paddled down the flowing stream.

"What do you want to do?" There is no stern appearance in the past, and there is a trace of distress in the indifferent eyes.

It's still too heavy, too heavy for a child to carry all this. In the past five years, I have been working the night shift, and a glimmer of light has gotten up in the sky, and I am sleepy but I am just thinking about keeping my mind awake, memorizing the military books by heart, and reading the emperor's skills carefully. This is not the life of an ordinary child.

Born into a family of emperors, you have to be ready to cut off everything, everything. The distressed emotions often lingered in my heart, but the strength of Yaoguang became soft when the rattan knocked me awake from sleepiness.

He can let the distressed emotions entangle in his heart, and he must not be dominated by emotions, and the great task of recovering the country cannot be delayed.

Yaoguang, who opened his heavy eyes, never complained, and immediately picked up the book and read it again.

"You don't know what I want to do?" is not sad or happy, such a bland sentence is confided from Yaoguang's mouth, like a dead corpse, and dead silence is the norm. She no longer has hope, how many times she has cried late at night, and she has endured even the most painful wounds. Clearly......

This stirs up emotions, flees, and wants to abandon all this. There was a mist under the eyes, which made the misty eyes feel a little helpless.

"Escape? Do you know that 50,000 soldiers are waiting for you, and do you know that the burden of the country is on you...... You are already destined to be extraordinary, enjoy the glory and wealth, and you need to pay the corresponding price. Qi Ze didn't look at Yaoguang, he knew that if he met Yaoguang's eyes, he wouldn't be able to say such words.

All that was responded was a sneer...... Condensed on the face, not noisy or noisy, is the great sadness. She is still asking for something, not even her name.

If Yaoguang hadn't been poisoned, she might have had a different life. What is the purpose of the hypothesis? It only increases the sorrow.

"I won't force you, I want to leave, right, you can ......" Qi Ze looked at those desperate eyes, but still made a concession.

In three months, the war will begin, and the team will be clean and strong, and they will take out their morale and kill a piece of armor, Yaoguang is already familiar with everything, so what if she is let out.

It's time for a respite.

His eyes widened slightly, and he returned to godlessness again, hoping to only fall into deeper despair. She couldn't believe that the sudden removal of the burden of the whipping would only make people guess that it was nothing more than a conspiracy.

"I'll give you a chance to choose for yourself." Qi Ze dropped this sentence and stepped directly over Yaoguang without looking back.

The heavy heart is by no means as resolute as it appears, but if he doesn't say so, Yaoguang won't go easily, and he will come to look for her after three months.

I hope she lives up to her expectations.

Yaoguang lay on the ground for a long time, from silence to tears, she really wanted to be selfish and live for herself, so much, so much...... Can it really be?

Qi Ze didn't leave, just a corner where no one found him, staring at Yaoguang lying on the ground. Until she got up and left.

"It's late at night, General!" When the attendant saw that the general had been sitting in front of the lamp since his return, he couldn't help but talk a lot. The timed prince naughtily slipped out. He had never seen a child more assiduous than the prince, but the general was too harsh.

"Can the prince return?" Qi Ze raised his eyes to look at the heavy night, as if to mention it casually.

The attendant stammered, and sure enough, the general was worried about the prince, huh. Qi Ze hadn't heard the attendant's words for a long time, and his indifferent face revealed a shallow sadness for the first time.

"Wen Feng, am I being too harsh." Qi Zeyan turned to look at the attendant with a tangled face, and knew everything, so he waved his hand to let the attendant go down.

The lights had been blown out, but the man had been sitting there for a long time, and the moonlight had shone through the tulle into the room, and everything was hazy. Qi Ze didn't know what he was struggling with? Is it the child who was raised by his side leaving, or is it ......

He has grown up, and he is smarter than the other children, and he will live well even if he leaves, but where does this faint sadness come from in his heart? The hand was gently placed on his chest, and the sonorous heart was beating.

……

The fifth Yaoguang got up from the ground, staggered and walked, not only how far, laughed loudly, laughed heartily and cried, crying and sobbing. The ups and downs of emotions are just hiding the hollowness in her heart, she is free, free, no longer bound by all kinds of things, she is free, happy and free.

Isn't all this what she wants?

Yaoguang pressed his hand tightly to his chest, as if the more strength he had, the more he could shrink the void.

No one will emphasize the restoration of the country over and over again in her ears, she is no longer the fifth Yaoguang, she is no longer the identity of the prince of the previous dynasty, there is no longer a specific identity that binds her, she is just the fifth Yaoguang, a very ordinary woman.

Some people will call her Yaoguang, and some people will just treat her as herself.

Yaoguang wiped the tears from his cheeks with his sleeves. Grooming and disappearing from sight.