A prince wants to marry a folk woman, it was just a sentence, but the third prince is a romantic figure who is a civil and military all-rounder, and he really likes Ling Dongwu and is unwilling to force it, this is the first time in his life that he has been rejected, he can't help but be a little annoyed, and waved his hand: "Forget it, she is unwilling and can't force it,"

After Ling Dongwu left from Zhang Xiaolu, she stared at the box on the table, completely messed up, although Zhang Xiaolu left, but this box was resolutely left, such a valuable thing was placed here, as if she had accepted their dowry, which made her fidget,

After escaping from Yi Zhikuo's clutches with Mu Zicheng, she followed him and came to this military camp with great ambitions, but now Mu Zicheng has his Miss Wu there, and she once again wants to be accepted as a concubine, and she suddenly feels that the world is so big, but there is really no place for her.

There was no way to think about it in the depression, Ling Dongwu subconsciously walked to the barracks to find Mu Zicheng,

It was lunch time, Ling Dongwu naturally found Mu Zicheng in Wu Hairong's small courtyard, Wu Hairong spread food on the table, she made two light side dishes, Mu Zicheng is a southerner, she has never eaten dumplings from the north, she deliberately went to learn from the nearby military family and made it for Mu Zicheng to eat,

It was the first time Mu Zicheng had eaten this kind of thing, and he praised again and again: "Miss, what is this, it's so delicious,"

Wu Hairong saw that he had a big appetite, and replied happily: "This thing is called dumplings, I just learned, if you like to eat, I will make it for you tomorrow," she watched Mu Zicheng eat carefully, and saw that he quickly finished eating a large bowl of dumplings, so she pulled the dumplings that had not been moved in her bowl into Mu Zicheng's bowl, and said, "My meal is small, I am full, you can eat these,"

Ling Dongwu stood at the door, seeing Mu Zicheng sweating profusely, very happy, Wu Hairong chuckled on the side, fanning him with a fan, Mu Zicheng's eyes looked at Wu Hairong, but seeing him with affection, and Wu Hairong lowered her head and smiled gently, revealing the charming demeanor of the girl,

Looking at the warm scene of the two of them, she felt very uncomfortable, I don't know if they should be in love for a long time, or continue the edge, in short, if this continues, the two of them will definitely come to fruition,

Ling Dongwu suddenly felt that her trip was redundant, and just wanted to quit quietly, as soon as Wu Hairong looked up and saw her, she immediately greeted warmly, "Sister is here, you haven't eaten yet," like a hostess's tone,

Mu Zicheng saw Ling Dongwu standing stunned, he couldn't bear it for a moment, and took a step forward: "Sister, you haven't eaten yet," Listening to Ling Dongwu's ears, the husband and wife said the same thing casually, singing and harmonizing, as if entertaining guests,

"Ah, I've eaten it," Ling Dongwu agreed,

Mu Zicheng saw Ling Dong's unruly appearance, and hurriedly asked, "Sister, do you have something?"

Ling Dongwu heard that there was concern in his tone, and his heart was sour, "The third prince asked Zhang Xiaolu to propose marriage to me, and asked me to be his concubine,"

Mu Zicheng felt a pain in his heart when he heard this, this day still came, he didn't wait to speak, Wu Hairong said with a smile on the side: "Congratulations to Miss Ling, congratulations to Miss Ling, this is a great thing, entering the palace to be a concubine for the prince, this is something that many people dare not think of, from now on, Miss Ling's glory and wealth are limitless, don't forget us when the time comes......"

Ling Dongwu listened to Wu Hairong's chatter, she was upset, she looked up at Mu Zicheng nervously, and she was very expecting him to say that she would not let herself marry the third prince.

But Mu Zicheng smiled lightly at her, and said to Wu Hairong, "Sister, congratulations,"

Ling Dongwu felt unbearable pain in his heart, and in a panic, he finally understood that the days when he and Mu Zicheng depended on each other had come to an end, and it was better to be at the end of the world and never see each other.

Ling Dongwu smiled sadly at Mu Zicheng: "Brother, take care, I'm leaving,"

Ling Dong danced out of Wu Hairong's small courtyard, looking back, Mu Zicheng and Wu Hairong had already bowed their heads and whispered again, and the laughter came out again, she couldn't remember how she walked back to her small courtyard, sitting under the laurel tree, until the bright moon hung high, and the big laurel tree next to her was silent, she gently leaned on the rough trunk, a light smile overflowed from her mouth, how many roads she had walked, how many people she had met, and in the end she was left with herself, she quietly looked at this unpredictable space, and felt that everything was illusory,

On the cold autumn night, Yue Chanjuan looked at her quietly in the black velvet night, the joyful scene when Mu Zicheng and Wu Hairong were together, but in this deep and silent Mid-Autumn Festival night, Mu Zicheng, the person who said that he would not be separated from him for the rest of his life, finally abandoned her, and in front of her was a luxurious house, which contained the golden silk cage prepared for her by Xia Wenxuan, which contained Xia Wenxuan's most attractive bird food......

After escaping for so long, can't you escape this fate, being Xia Wenxuan's princess, sharing a husband with countless women, if so, why did you leave Xiao Haotian in the first place, suffered so much, and suffered so much, isn't it just for the freedom of the heart, just to find someone who loves you wholeheartedly, loves yourself, and always puts yourself first?

I wish to have one heart, and the white head will not be separated,

The scene of Mu Zicheng and Wu Hairong together resounded in her mind again, and her heart was full of pain, it turned out that she was wrong, she was wrong, how wrong she was......

How ridiculous it is to regret it from the beginning, it turns out that there is no one in this world but there is no one heart, and the white prime minister will not give up......

It's just a fantasy of a woman deceiving herself......

Mu Zicheng's laughter, Wu Hairong's laughter, Xia Wenxuan's laughter, embattled, she couldn't stay here for a minute, after thinking for a long time, she stood up, walked back to the house, took off her small bow and sword from the wall, carried it solemnly, casually packed up a few old clothes, looked around, there was nothing to tidy up, wrote a few lines to Xia Wenxuan with a pen, flattened it with a paperweight, turned around and left,

Ling Dongwu just walked to the door, and saw the master Yang Mingyuan walking in, the master Yang Mingyuan went to Yanzhou City some time ago because of Lu Zhijian's trouble, Ling Dongwu saw that at this time, the master came back, he was overjoyed, and immediately greeted him: "Master, you are here,"

Yang Mingyuan smiled, sat down at the table, Ling Dongwu had already poured tea, he took a sip of water, and then said: "Dong'er, these days when the master is away, I heard that you are sick, and now you are better,"

"Well, it's all right," Ling Dongwu nodded,

Yang Mingyuan is a person from the rivers and lakes, his eyes are sharp, and he inadvertently saw the page on Ling Dongwu's table, and inferred from the words he saw sporadically that Ling Dongwu was leaving.

"Dong'er, you're leaving here, why, I just came from Zicheng, why didn't I hear him say that you were leaving,"

Ling Dongwu felt sad for a while, now that she is dead or alive, and what is the matter with him Mu Zicheng, she can't help but have red eyes, she has too much pain in her heart recently, and she has nowhere to tell, her brother's cold and estrangement, the coercion and temptation of the third prince, and Yi Zhikuo's secret tracking have all made her feel miserable, only the master, like a father and a brother, her own worries and pains can only be confided in front of the master, so she told the master about Zhang Xiaolu's proposal for the third prince,

Yang Mingyuan pondered for a long time, "Dong'er, what do you think?"

Ling Dongwu shook his head, "Of course I don't agree,"

Yang Mingyuan seemed to be relieved when he heard Ling Dongwu say this, and thought to himself, although this Xia Wenxuan is a prince, if Ling Dongwu wants him to be a side concubine, his smart and beautiful apprentice will still be ruined.

"Well, the prince's deep palace compound is not where my Dong'er stays, if my Dong'er goes to intrigue with the concubines, wouldn't it be unyielding, you rejected the proposal of the third prince, let him be a dignified son, very faceless, it's okay for you to leave here, but how can you be a girl wandering alone, so let's do it, the master is about to leave here, it's good for you and the master to wander the rivers and lakes together," Yang Mingyuan looked at his excellent little apprentice lovingly,

"Master, I know that you are the best for me," Ling Dongwu's tears fell, all the fears and helplessness in the past two days disappeared, and when he thought of being able to follow his master, go to the rivers and lakes with a sword, and be happy and revenge, Ling Dongwu was still a little yearning, and couldn't help but burst into laughter,

Yang Mingyuan looked at the piece of paper left by Ling Dongwu on the table, picked it up casually, and lit it under the lamp, "Master, you ......" Ling Dongwu wanted to stop it, but it was too late,

"I see that you are like a person on weekdays, but after all, you are a child, the third prince is kind to you after all, he takes good care of you, and there is no rudeness, even if you don't want to marry him, you don't have to make him uncomfortable, just leave,"

Ling Dongwu listened to his master's words, like an initiation, and sure enough, he was in a state of confusion in the past two days, and he almost acted willfully, and did something rude.

"Let's leave tomorrow morning, you can go and say goodbye to him tomorrow morning,"

Early in the morning of the second day, Ling Dongwu went to see Xia Wenxuan, and the guards told her that Xia Wenxuan went to the martial arts training ground, and she saw the third prince personally inspecting the martial arts training ground from a distance, and corrected the unqualified posture of the gun-wielding soldiers from time to time.

The army of Nanzhao Kingdom was crushed at the touch of a button precisely because of its negligence in drills, but seeing that Xia Wenxuan attached so much importance to soldier drills, this army was very prosperous, Ling Dongwu was happy in his heart, and he still hoped that he would be good after all.

As soon as Xia Wenxuan turned around, he saw Ling Dongwu wearing a men's suit, bathed in the morning light, indescribably vigorous and heroic, but when he saw her carrying a bow and arrows, as if she was going to go far away, she couldn't help but panic, "Dongwu, you also come to the morning exercise,"

"No, Lord Wang, Dong Wu is here to bid you farewell," Ling Dong Wu hesitated slightly, and then saluted: "Thank you Lord Wang Ye for saving his life, now the business is also on track, Sun Daren can completely manage it, Dong Wu stayed in the military camp and had nothing to do, and it was very inconvenient, so he decided to leave and came to bid farewell to the prince......