Chapter 421: Qu Zhongren San

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Zhong Ming and Ding looked at Liao Chongwu and looked at it, and the tears in his eyes accumulated more and more, and finally came out. He clasped Liao Chongwu's hand, crying depressively and sadly: "There is no chance, Liao Chongwu, We have no chance ... "
"How come there is no chance?" Liao Chongwu shook his shoulders, shaking hard, "Zhong Ming'e, as long as you nodded, I will take you away, let's go to a place where no one knows us, let's forget this emperor City, forget all the people and things in this imperial city, and forget that in the past, we will start from the beginning and be a pair of free ... "
"Don't talk about it! Don't talk about it anymore!" Zhong Ming'e collapsed and pushed Liao Chongwu to the ground, he cried, "We have no chance! There is no chance at all! Today, I step out of this imperial city Tomorrow, the concubine will be headed to the ground, and there are more than one hundred mouths of the Cui family! Not only these, but also the Zou family! Where can I bear these sins on my body ?! "Zhong Ming whispered, covering her face suddenly and whispering again Sobbing, "Liao Chongwu, I'm no longer the junior prince who is nothing less than nothing, nowadays, I am King Huijun, what burden do I bear on you, how can you ... don't you know?"
Liao Chongwu sat on the ground and stared straight at that Zhong Ming'e, as if to look at his face in his bones. After a while, he turned his head and started to pick up the chess pieces that fell to the ground. The white jade piece was picked up by him and put into the chess box, and then put into the table case.
"Your Highness," Liao Chongwu walked in front of Zhong Ming'e and knocked three heads on his knees, "Take care."
"You ..." Zhong Ming'e looked at the man kneeling in front of him, his lips trembling, and he could no longer make a sound.
"Tomorrow, his subordinates set off for the emperor's mausoleum, and later ..." Liao Chongwu looked up at Zhong Ming'e, and continued, "I'm afraid it's hard to wait for your highness, and the high guards who entered the palace with his subordinates are not as good as their subordinates. Poor, and very respectful to His Royal Highness, he is courageous, please keep His High Guard personally waiting for him. "
"Okay, I promise you." Zhong Ming's voice dumb.
"Thanks to Your Royal Highness for many years," Liao Chongwu gave Zhong Ming Ehao aside, and when he looked up again, his forehead was already red, even with a pair of tiger eyes red. "The subordinate said goodbye."
"Liao Chongwu ..." Zhong Ming'e called, but he didn't know what to say, yeah, what can he say at this time?
"The subordinates retreated." Liao Chongwu got up and retreated respectfully.
When the thick and tall back fell into the dark night, Zhong Ming'e sat on the ground, tears falling down, and wet the vermilion carpet.
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Jiasheng 33rd April 4th
Ninggu Tower.
Meiya got up early, and today she was going down the mountain, so she cleaned and cooked early.
"What the is going on? Do you have to go down the mountain?" Zhong Mingwei was eating Kangguo noodles, and his face was not happy. "Can't I wait for Pang Yi to come back and let him do it?"
"It's too late," Meiya pinned Zhong Mingwei's tofu with chopsticks, and whispered while hanging her eyes. "I want to go back to the street to buy some paper money incense."
Zhong Mingwei was stunned and nodded, "Yes, yes, I wasn't thoughtful. I must buy this one, pick the best and most expensive one."
Zhong Mingwei silently scolded himself a dog with heads in his heart. Ming'er is clear, why can't he remember? The father and mother of Meiya went early to catch up with Qingming, and naturally they had to worship. He, a person who has been with Meiya all day long, didn't even think of this. It was outrageous. Meiya must be special in his heart. Are you angry?
Meiya did not stare at the nose, but pulled her lips and looked at Zhong Mingwei: "What's the difference between good and bad? This is just a left mind."
"Then we have to do our best and most expensive thoughts," Zhong Mingwei thought about the remedy, and kept busy, "When we get married in the future, we will build a mourning hall in the house and specially worship the father and mother."
"No, it's enough to burn some paper money on Ching Ming Festival, and I don't really value these," Meiya whispered, while eating a noodle with chopsticks, while saying, "Besides, I don't even know what my father and mother are called. , How to set up a hall of worship? Do you want to consecrate two empty cards? "