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Zhuo Yu's carriage left the capital, and Du Yi knew all this. He collapsed in an instant, and knelt outside the Chongming Palace, begging him to bring Zhuo Yu back. Zhuo Yu was his life, and Du Yi was in a situation where he didn't know anything Down, life is gone.

In the bitter cold wind of late autumn, Du Yi knelt down for several days, and no one could persuade him to get up. He looked haggard, and it seemed that he would die if he knelt down again. Emperor Chongming finally walked out of the palace.

"Your Majesty," Du Yi walked to Emperor Chongming's feet with difficulty, grabbed his hem, and pleaded feebly with tears in his voice: "Your Majesty... Zhuo Yu is ignorant...he is still... a child, he is ignorant, please help me." The emperor sent someone to chase him back... The concubine begged the emperor... Begged the emperor... He married and married far away... Qi is so far away... Zhuo Yu has never left his concubine since he was born... He is a minister The concubine's life, my majesty...the concubine doesn't want anything...my majesty...please...let Zhuo Yu come back..."

"Ayi," Chong Minghao looked like he was several years old, his voice was low and helpless: "You know that it's not that I don't want to keep Zhuo Yu, and that I can't keep him, and it's him who made the marriage on behalf of Wang Keyu. Ask me what you want."

Hearing this, Du Yi raised his head in disbelief, his eyes trembled, and his voice was hoarse: "How... maybe... Your Majesty..."

"Now he is the prince of Wei, but he proposes to marry Yu Qi. He is the concubine of Chu Xiongjie, and he has completely disgraced Wei." The expression on Emperor Chongming's face gradually became indifferent, and he bent down and pulled out the hem of his clothes: "I think he voluntarily married and eased the crisis of the Wei State, so he will still be the most honorable son of the Wei State, and your status will not be lowered, but from now on, the whole palace can't talk about him again. Sentence, otherwise, I will kill without mercy... I don't have such a self-inflicted son."

Du Yiru was hit hard, his throat was sweet, he couldn't stand on his knees, fell to the ground, and was helped back to the palace by the eunuch behind him.

At this time, Zhuo Yu only felt his chest tightness, he clutched his chest, his eyes filled with tears at some point.

Chu Xiongjie opened the sedan chair curtain, and what he saw was his weak, weeping appearance, and a trace of displeasure appeared in his heart, how different was this delicate appearance from those boudoir girls?Chu Xiongjie loves Yazi by nature, but he also dislikes those delicate ones the most, so he falls in love with Wang Keyu, who can have a relationship with him on the battlefield. The Yazi who came out was messed up, Chu Xiongjie's anger can be imagined.

On the way ahead, he was busy dealing with matters with his subordinates, and because they hadn't left the state of Wei, they were so careful in how they handled things, and they didn't have time to deal with this cheap concubine. After arriving in the territory of Qi state in the second half, Chu Xiongjie and his party relaxed .

"What are you crying for?"

The familiar voice came to his ears, Zhuo Yu raised his head, his astonished eyes fell on Chu Xiongjie's resolute face, and when he raised his head suddenly, uncontrollable tears flowed down his eyes.

"I... I didn't cry," as soon as he finished speaking, tears dripped from his chin, Zhuo Yu was stunned, and hurriedly lowered his head and wiped his face with his sleeve in a panic.

Chu Xiongjie stood up expressionlessly: "Come out."

Zhuo Yu wiped off the tears on his face, got out of the sedan chair, and obediently followed behind Chu Xiongjie.

The chariots and horses were parked on the grassland, and the weather got colder the further north they went, and it was an emergency. The wedding dress on Zhuo Yu's body was a stock kept by the garment workshop. It didn't fit very well, and it was a spring and summer style. He felt that, without the cover of the sedan chair, Zhuo Yu's face turned pale due to the cold wind.

But the man in front of him who was wearing a soft armor and a thick shirt didn't notice that Zhuo Yu was wearing thin clothes, so he asked his subordinates to bring two good horses, turned to Zhuo Yu and asked, "Can you ride a horse?"

Zhuo Yu nodded: "Know how to ride."

Zhuo Yu grew up in the palace, although he was a child, his appearance was no different from that of a man. When he was young, he often played with a few imperial brothers. The trained ones are mostly docile, not like the horse that Chu Xiongjie brought over. The horse is a war horse with knotted muscles, tall and tall, with its tail slapping its buttocks and snorting constantly. A little apprehensive.

Zhuo Yu had never ridden such a horse before, her small face was wrinkled, seeing Chu Xiongjie's appearance, it was obvious that she was going to let him ride on it, Zhuo Yu hesitated whether to say no, but when she looked up, she saw Chu Xiongjie's face slightly With a mocking look, Zhuo Yu gritted his teeth, and took the rein from his subordinate: "Does Your Majesty want to have a run with your concubine?"

"You are quick to get into the role," Chu Xiongjie said with a smile, "No actor can keep up with you."

Zhuo Yu knew that he was mocking himself for calling himself a concubine, Zhuo Yu felt sad and bowed his head in silence.