Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

[Volume [-]: The Passion of Youth - Floating Life Uninterrupted]

Chapter [-]: Transition to Tashaxing

(continued)

There is a salty feeling wandering in my heart: How can people not feel sorry for him who is so forbearing and resolute?

Jiang Yushu was in a light sleep, but woke up the moment he lifted the quilt.

Feeling the coolness on his body, he frowned slightly, and immediately got up.

Zhao Yifeng saw fine hickey marks all over his body, and immediately pushed him back to the head of the bed.

The voice was slightly guilty: "Last night, this king was presumptuous."

Jiang Yushu's subordinates kept moving, groping for clothes, but the pain in his lower back made him unable to bear it, and he fell to the side of the couch again.

Zhao Yifeng picked him up when he fell back to the side of the bed, with pity in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to cover his waist, and pressed gently to soothe him.

"This will hurt better."

The sudden temperature made Jiang Yushu a little uncomfortable. He struggled instinctively. Before he could take two steps, the accumulated soreness in his legs and waist hit him, and his legs trembled involuntarily.

Reluctantly, he sat back on the side of the bed and let Zhao Yifeng relieve his sore waist.

Seeming to feel that this was too ambiguous, Jiang Yushu was a little unnatural, and stretched out his hand to pull the clothes beside the couch and put them on his body. "Your Highness should get up earlier, last night His Highness and Princess Xiyue bridal chamber festive, you come to Qingyu, the outside is probably already turned upside down."

The dream was broken only for a moment, and I remembered the fifth Xiyue.

Zhao Yifeng's face darkened a bit. "Yushu, you really don't understand the style, last night belonged to you and me..., what's the matter with Princess Xiyue?"

Jiang Yushu groped to buckle the jade belt around his waist, and smiled half-smile: "Jiang doesn't understand style? Does Your Highness know how to laugh at fifty steps?"

Zhao Yifeng's face darkened: "Yushu, why are you still so sharp-tongued?"

Jiang Yushu replied coldly: "Qingyu has sharp teeth, but His Highness is extremely shameless!"

"You!..." Zhao Yifeng was so choked that he had nothing to say, he stretched out his hand and pulled his shirt and began to put it on his body.

But when he saw Jiang Yushu's loose hair and his handsome face.

A thought arises spontaneously. "Yushu, this king has a request, I wonder if you can agree to it?"

Jiang Yushu fastened the jade belt around his waist and groped for a place to wash with a jade flute in his hand.Curiously asked: "I wonder what your Highness wants?"

Zhao Yifeng walked behind him, approached him softly and whispered in his ear, "How about I help Yushu tie her hair?"

As expected, a beige color spread from Jiang Yushu's neck to his face.

He stood there motionless, and after a moment, he nodded slightly as a sign of approval.

Zhao Yifeng led Jiang Yushu to the dressing table like a child who got honey.

Looking at the handsome face in the bronze mirror, he slowly bent down from behind him, and reached out to pick up the wooden comb.

The two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.

Seemingly feeling that this situation was a little abnormal, Jiang Yushu tilted his head slightly to avoid Zhao Yifeng's breath, his eyes were a little dazed and a little weird.

The soft touch brought by the wooden comb made Jiang Yushu relax a bit, and let the person behind him wrap his long hair and tie it with a headband.

"Yushu..." Zhao Yifeng's voice was a little hoarse.

"Ok?"

"How about your hair tie?"

Jiang Yushu smiled gently, and asked without answering, "Does Your Highness want to treat Qingyu as a woman?"

The knot is a husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love.

Since ancient times, it has been mostly for men and women to make love.

As stubborn as Jiang Yushu was, he didn't want to be like this.

Jiang Yushu stayed where he was in a daze, not knowing what to say?

She has always been careful to protect him, not wanting others to hurt him, treating him like a woman, but never thinking of hurting him again unintentionally.

With a sore throat, she looked at him quietly.

Mumbly turning the wooden comb in his hand, he was silent and peaceful.

Realizing that the atmosphere was not right, Jiang Yushu changed the subject: "Zhao Yifeng, can you promise me a condition?"

In Zhao Yifeng's consciousness, Jiang Yushu has rarely begged him for anything since he met him. The only time he begged himself to save others was when Fuguo Gongfu was in crisis.

He is firm and gentle, but also cold and alienated.

How many things can make him speak?

He fixed him: "What is Yushu asking for?"

Jiang Yushu turned around and looked at him with pity and care in his eyes: "Whether you love Yue or not, please treat her properly."

"Why?" He was still puzzled. "You know that there is only one person in my heart."

"Your Highness, can you agree?" Jiang Yushu's sleeves were rolled up, gentle and peaceful, under the bright light, there was a clear and fragile feeling, but the arrogance between his eyebrows could not be ignored.

He closed his eyes lightly, looking very determined, very determined.

Looking at Jiang Yushu like this.

Zhao Yifeng knew that what he had decided could not be changed, and he also knew that he would not regret his decision.

But Zhao Yifeng didn't understand why Jiang Yushu cared so much about Fifth Xiyue?

Just because that woman is Beili's princess.

Even if Jiang Yushu was the prime minister of Beili, he was looking for an errand to survive.

Wouldn't it be worth working so hard for the members of Beili's royal family?

If you don't love someone, you will be alienated and indifferent to the end; but if you love someone, he will be desperate for him.

This is Zhao Yifeng's attitude towards love.

Zhao Yifeng put down the wooden comb in his hand, stood with his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth in the room.He suddenly leaned down and said in a gloomy tone, "What about you? This king promised you to treat Princess Xiyue kindly, what should you do?"

You asked me to treat Princess Xiyue properly, you have no status, how can you stand in the eyes of the world?

"This king treats Xiyue well. Then will you always be by my side?"

Jiang Yushu said lightly: "Yes. Jiang has promised you that he will always be by your side, no matter what other countries think of it."

There was a moment of silence.

There is light in the room, the light shines into the room, and the floating dust is shaking.

Zhao Yifeng said solemnly: "I promise you that I will treat Princess Xiyue well at all times. It's just..."

The sentences are clear, but also ruthless: "This king can treat her kindly, but it is impossible for this king to fall in love with her. This king only recognizes you in this life."

He can treat Xiyue kindly, give her the power of the family, save her face by ignoring his side concubine, and live in seclusion without any status with Jiang Yushu.

But he——couldn't fall in love with anyone other than Jiang Yushu.

Hearing this, Jiang Yushu shook his head helplessly, and a dispensable sigh disappeared in the sunlight.

This is probably the best way at present, but is it really fair to Xiyue?

In love, what is the distinction between priority and fairness?

His concession should be the best fulfillment for that woman...

Looking at the young man's easily disillusioned face under the sun, Zhao Yifeng murmured to himself in a place Jiang Yushu had never heard: "Yushu, you know that Zhao Yifeng can't refuse your request at all. I can't refuse you, but you Never willing to give me an explanation."

Because of deep love, so believe; because of cherishing, all tolerance.

Zhao Yifeng, what are you afraid of?Isn't it just treating a woman properly?

But this woman, just like that etiquette, stood between the two of them, creating an invisible gap.

The sun shines into the room.

Like a thin halo.

Lightly plated on the two teenagers...

However, Jiang Yushu suddenly felt a faint sadness in his heart.

There is a vague premonition—Princess Xiyue may never be happy in this life...

**

Queen's Palace

After dealing with the marriage of Zhao Yifeng in the prince's mansion, he also dealt with the congratulations from the concubines in the harem.

Gu Yanmei sat on the high seat disconsolately, when someone came to report: "Gu Wencheng is here."

Gu Wencheng is Zhao Yifeng's second uncle and Gu Yanmei's second brother.He was even the former Minister of the Ministry of War, but because of the invasion by the Japanese, he was plotted against by Zhao Qingfeng. The Emperor of Heaven suspected him, so he was dismissed from his post and returned to the Minister of the Ministry of War.Now he is just an idle official alive, and his retirement is safe.

Seeing Gu Wencheng, Gu Yanmei smiled: "Second brother is here."

"Third Sister looks bad." Gu Wencheng looked worried. "Did something happen to Yifeng?"

Gu Yanmei shook her head wearily.Last night, I wanted to find out about the wedding of the two, but I was told by the girl in Princess Xiyue's room privately: Yifeng pricked Princess Xiyue's finger, dripped blood to make a handkerchief, and refused to consummate the marriage.

She also knew that Zhao Yifeng drove away after receiving Jiang Yushu's accompanying gift, regardless of the affairs of the mansion.

She knew better that Zhao Yifeng went to Jiang Yushu with the sword and the cherry ring that belonged to each other.

She knew that last night... the two of them probably had a good time with the full moon.

——But she didn't bring anyone to stop it.

Is it not wanting, guilt, unwillingness, or distress?

She didn't know and didn't want to know.

She only knows that what she can do is to appease Princess Xiyue, kill all those who know the clues of last night, and then protect Princess Xiyue at today's concubine meeting, and be extremely tolerant of Yuanpa , turn a blind eye.

All she knew was that a sense of sorrow that could not escape the bondage of fate and righteousness accumulated in her heart.

That is—the helplessness of obsessing over what you can't ask for in this life.

That is - the struggle to escape from the shackles of the court emperor.

Gu Yanmei's tone was tired: "Second Brother...Third Sister knows it's wrong to protect Yifeng like this, but Yifeng has been with Yifeng for so many years...he can't forget..., do you think I was wrong back then?"

"Instead of forcing him to get to where he is today, I hope that the two of them will stay together as before, and I am willing to not have that royal absurdity. Yushu is also a poor child. He has always protected Yifeng, but he has never asked for anything. ...Is it too cruel for the Zhao family to treat him like this?"

Gu Wenchang sighed: "Young Master Qingyu is not an ordinary person, he is the eldest son of Fuguo Duke's Mansion, even if his family is ruined, he is also the Young Master Qingyu named by His Majesty, and even the prime minister of Beili.

Yifeng is even more not an ordinary person. He is deeply attached to the royal family, and he cannot escape the righteousness of the royal family in his life.If Jiang Yushu is just an ordinary person, or if Yifeng doesn't join the emperor's family.

Even if the two of them are smaller, not so outstanding, and not proud of the world, I believe everyone will not turn their attention to them.This way, you won’t encounter so much opposition, and no one will know about it…”

Helplessly smiled: "However..."

They are all the proud sons of heaven, standing in high positions, proud and unwilling.This also leads to them not being ordinary and safe, but must be in a high position and accept the attention of the world.

"Third Sister." Gu Wencheng said with sadness in his eyes, "They are involuntary in their lives. Even if Mr. Qingyu still has a choice, but Yifeng's obsession is doomed to entangle them to death. As long as Yifeng doesn't let go, Qingyu Young Master Yu will always be by Yifeng's side."

When he was in Dongqi City, Jiang Yushu was always with Zhao Yifeng; now, Jiang Yushu is still with Zhao Yifeng.

Gu Wencheng knew that his nephew could not escape the righteousness of the royal family, but what he did not expect was that Zhao Yifeng, who had always been cold and arrogant and loyal to the royal family, would do something unexpected.

People, really can't be forced too hard!

**

Princess Xiyue's enthusiasm was buried alive by Zhao Yifeng.

On the wedding night, it is a shame for any woman to make a Yuan handkerchief with blood, especially for a noble princess like him.

I want him to feel the tenderness of women, and I want to warm him with my heart, but I didn't expect him to be so decisive.

Fifth Xiyue had already predicted that she would be alone in the future, guarding the long night.

But she chose this path, and she has no regrets.All she can do is to find a way to catch Zhao Yifeng's heart and make Zhao Yifeng fall in love with her.

"Husband, wait a minute—" Fifth Xiyue held back the humiliation last night, tried her best to smile brightly and softly, and called Zhao Yifeng softly. "Since my husband is back, let's take a break. I made tremella and lotus seed soup, and my husband will try it."

Zhao Yifeng stopped and stared at the beautiful and gentle woman in front of him.In his mind was Jiang Yushu's request - "Please treat Xiyue properly."

He suppressed the alienated expression on his face, and said lightly: "Your princess." With a flick of his clothes, he strode to the flower hall.

The smile on the woman's face froze. Looking at his back, she took a deep breath and followed Zhao Yifeng with a gentle smile.

Fifth Xiyue reached out to offer a night of white fungus soup. "Husband, come and taste it, this concubine made it herself."

Zhao Yifeng frowned slightly, and glanced at the white fungus soup beside him, the right end.He said indifferently, "Thank you, princess."

Hold the spoon in the mouth and put down the bowl immediately.He tried his best to speak softly: "In the future, the princess should not do such a small matter by herself. There are many servants in the mansion. The king will protect the face of the princess in the mansion, and the princess does not have to worry about the king accepting the side concubine. The king will protect it." Princess I Ronghua."

"That's all? What does my husband think of Xiyue?" I couldn't help but ask.Fifthly, Xiyue's face turned pale, her lips bled and trembled: "My husband knows that what Xiyue wants is not these. What Xiyue wants is not...these..."

Zhao Yifeng looked at him fixedly, and his words were as resolute as a knife: "On the wedding night, I have already explained that I already have someone in my heart, and I will not fall in love with anyone except him."

"Then what am I?" She lost her makeup and asked in a puzzled voice.

"This king has already said, to protect you forever, this is the limit of what this king can do. The rest of the princesses should not think too much." The voice without emotion pierced the depths of the heart like a sharp sword.

The atmosphere was stagnant for a moment, after a long hesitation, Fifth Xiyue said slowly and in a low voice: "How does Your Highness feel about Xiyue? Does Your Highness have affection for Xiyue?"

With such a straightforward question, Princess Xiyue's pale face gradually turned a layer of blush, she bit her thin lips lightly.

Zhao Yifeng sat in front of the table, ruthlessly replying every sentence: "Xiyue is Beili's first princess, and she will also be the princess of the prince's mansion. You and I have only been married for one day, so why is there emotion?"

The cold and alienated voice turned Princess Xiyue's gentleness and grace into questions and complaints of dissatisfaction. "Then why did you save me by the still water lake? Why didn't you let me be killed by the gangsters directly. Isn't this love?"

"You and I know the purpose of the princess marrying Tianqing. Why should the princess be so cute and pitiful?"

Zhao Yifeng stared at her with scorching eyes: "My king, Princess Gu Quan, doesn't want to touch her face. But please know, the princess I married six years ago is the love of my life."

"But your marriage has been annulled, and Xiyue is the concubine you Mingmei is marrying." She fought back unwillingly.

Zhao Yifeng's eyes tightened, and his murderous aura was lightly revealed.

A ruthless voice sounded: "Princess is smart so she should know what to say and what not to say!"

Jin Ge clashed resolutely in the fight, resolutely and chillingly refused.

Zhao Yifeng left, and went to the study without dragging his feet.

The bowl of leftover white fungus soup gradually cooled down, like her cold heart.Fifth Xiyue collapsed on the ground as if her strength had been drained.Weeping blood in her heart and laughing at herself: Who can imagine that there is another man living in the heart of the man she tried her best to warm up.And that man turned out to be... Prime Minister Bei Li, who was married before her... This is really a royal joke!

**

The next morning

Royal Palace

Because of the indulgence with Zhao Yifeng that night, Jiang Yushu's return to Beili was delayed by one day, and Beili sent off his relatives, and he bid farewell to the Emperor of Heaven.

As soon as Zhao Yifeng finished discussing major political affairs, he saw Jiang Yushu who was at the front end exploring and leaving.Walking quickly to his side, holding hands with Yuxiao, she walked out of the palace.

Passing by the high steps of the corner gate of the East Palace, a muffled sound mixed with clear cries came from the East Palace, accompanied by the sound of broken porcelain.

"Your Highness, let the little one go! The little one knows his mistake."

"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong, please calm down."

Then there was the sound of Zhao Qingfeng being whipped with a whip and his beating and cursing: "Trash, they are all trash! What's the use of my palace raising you bastards, you can't even find a decent person! You should be damned!"

"Crack!", and the whip fell on the flesh.

Jiang Yushu moved the jade flute on his hand, and motioned Zhao Yifeng to take a look.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't matter, Zhao Yifeng's face is gloomy and cold, and the cold wind hits, and the temperature around him drops a few degrees instantly.

The person under Zhao Qingfeng who was whipping with a whip seemed to be a Qingguan, the key is that this Qingguan and Jiang Yushu's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar.

The clothes have been taken off completely, and what is even more unbearable is that the thick penis spurted out bursts of blood at the back of the Qing Dynasty, and Zhao Qingfeng was obsessed with stabbing the jade back and forth, while beating with a whip, The glowing red candles burning next to it seemed to burn the Qing Dynasty.

The girls and servants kneeling on the ground around him let him insult them all.

There was a faint smell of blood and lust in the air.

Feeling all this, Jiang Yushu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why is it him again?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yifeng suppressed his anger and turned to look back at Jiang Yushu behind him, only to see Jiang Yushu smiling slightly. That peaceful smile seemed warm to the heart at first glance, but it was actually cold to the bone.

"Ah~~~~" There was a scream!Zhao Yifeng fell down from the high steps of the corner gate in an instant, and then a vase hit his right hand, and the sharp porcelain fragments split the corner of Zhao Qingfeng's mouth.

A string of blood beads flowed!

What a loud noise!

"Click", "click" sounds!

"Hiss...why are you all staring blankly! Hurry up and help someone!" Zhao Qingfeng held his injured mouth, looked at his broken right hand, looked around suspiciously, and shouted: "Who! Come out to Ben Gong, Dare to plot against Ben Gong! Hiss~~ Ben Gong tells you to die!"

The young servant girl who was punished by him immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Folding the right hand is enough to stop for a few days.

Jiang Yushu had already hidden himself.

Zhao Yifeng followed closely, as if he had seen a different Jiang Yushu, and whispered in his ear: "Is it made by Yushu?"

Jiang Yushu closed his eyes, with a gentle and calm expression: "Your Highness, Jiang is blind and can't even see. How do you do it? Which eye of Your Highness sees that Jiang did it?"

"What I saw with my eyes. Yushu still wants to deny it?" Zhao Yifeng told the truth in one word. "Yushu's ears are very good, and his flying knife skills are beyond the reach of the hall. Once he makes a move, he will hit every shot, how can the prince be your opponent?"

Jiang Yushu was calm, and smiled leisurely: "Jiang really doesn't know what His Highness is talking about?"

"Yushu don't want to quibble, but this king has seen it." Zhao Yifeng wanted to go straight up and beat Zhao Qingfeng all over the place looking for teeth, not looking for someone who was good and clean, he insisted on looking for someone similar to Jiang Yushu, this was killing himself Delivery on the road.

However, he clearly saw a throwing knife hit Zhao Qingfeng's knee, and the second throwing knife hit the vase beside him.This made Zhao Qingfeng fall down the high ranks.He deserves it all.

Zhao Yifeng was a little puzzled: "Did he offend you? Can you do it yourself?" Jiang Yushu's impression was gentle, and he always smiled a lot. Using two flying knives to deal with the prince, it seems that the situation is not good.

Jiang Yushu touched the jade flute in his hand, and said lightly: "No, it's just some trivial matters. He is too noisy sometimes. It hurts Jiang's ears."

"Of course!" Jiang Yushu's tone changed, and he said gently and elegantly: "Since His Royal Highness can't control his mouth and hands, he should be prepared to accept the gift in return. Qingyu has always done things fairly and reciprocated. He is a gentleman!"

Heart, being, spirit, rhinoceros.

Zhao Yifeng protected him: "Why do you have to do it yourself, I don't need you to say that this king will not spare him lightly!"

Jiang Yushu said gently: "As a member of the royal family, confronting him head-on is not a good strategy. This time I did it, and he just remembers hating me."

"However!——" Jiang Yushu's words were faintly cold: "Sooner or later, he will commit evil himself, and he will not live!"

Zhao Yifeng sighed slightly: "Yushu, I found that you actually hold grudges."

Jiang Yushu smiled leisurely, and admitted frankly: "Yes, Jiang has always held grudges. He made a lot of noise back then, and Jiang only took action today. After all these years, he really choked up."

He raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly at Zhao Yifeng: "Does your Highness know what this is called?"

"What is it?" It's not like his Young Master Qingyu who holds grudges like this.

Jiang Yushu turned his head to look at him, and said in a deep voice, "Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!" Then he smiled elegantly and complacently: "Jiang is a righteous gentleman."

Gentleman?This is a gentleman!

Zhao Yifeng couldn't help asking: "What about the king?"

Jiang Yushu smiled slightly, everything was clear and peaceful, "Your Highness is really a villain." He didn't think about how angry he was when he climbed his green bamboo back then.

Zhao Yifeng understood in an instant, leaned close to his ear and whispered: "You still hold grudges about climbing the green bamboo back then? I know I was wrong."

Jiang Yushu raised his eyebrows, touched the jade flute in his hand, and said as if waking up from a dream: "Oh. Jiang has remembered, so let His Highness go for now."

"But why doesn't Your Highness hold grudges?"

Zhao Yi said in a strong voice: "I don't even look at who brought it, but I'm with you all year round."

Jiang Yushu straightened his expression: "Your Highness, please pay attention to your identity!" As he said, he clasped the jade flute in his hand.

Zhao Yifeng: "..."

After a moment of silence, the two of them suddenly smiled tacitly.

Jiang Yushu is not only distinguished by his handsome appearance, but also his temperament.There is a hint of cold in the gentleness, and the coldness is strong, but he is not like ordinary people. He retreats from his usual gentle assumptions and allows people to see his other side.

With Jiang Yushu, everything in the world should be peaceful and peaceful, but there is something hidden in his stubbornness that does not belong to him.It is also the feeling of not being able to explain clearly that makes it difficult for Zhao Yifeng to imagine how miserable life would be without him.

"Yushu..." He suddenly turned around and looked at the person beside him, and said in a low voice, "Yushu, let's get out of here."

leave?

Puzzled and asked: "Where are you going?"

"Go to Beili." Zhao Yifeng looked at him firmly, with longing and anticipation in his eyes: "I will not be the prince of Tianqing, nor will I be the king of Ding. You will not be the prime minister of Beili, and you will not be the son of Qingyu. We are like Ordinary people find a paradise to live in seclusion, don't care about the world, don't care about people. I hunt and cultivate the land, you cook tea and manage the house. I don't want anything, let go, give up, and disappear. Throw away these worldly fetters and truly live once. "

"Beili is like spring all year round, and there are cherry blossoms that Yushu likes. We will set up a home there, watch the cherry blossoms bloom together, dance swords and cook tea, and taste wine and poetry. If Yushu is tired, we will go to enjoy Wanli together. Rivers and mountains, traveled all over famous mountains and great rivers, and visited famous doctors along the way to cure Yushu's eyes. Then Yushu can see cherry blossoms all over."

"Yushu doesn't have to worry about lack of food. I can still get praise for my culinary skills. Yushu doesn't have to worry about the lack of food supplies. I will plant melons for you. As long as you don't want to do it in Yushu, I can do it for you. As long as Yushu You are happy and stay with me all the time, so the years will go on peacefully."

Jiang Yushu's innocent eyes fixed on him, his long eyelashes moved lightly, and there was a smile and warmth looking forward to the future in his eyes.

Zhao Yifeng said helplessly: "Of course I don't have any money, so I have to trouble Yushu to suffer with me."

Jiang Yushu smiled and shook his head.

His eyes lit up suddenly, as if he had thought of something: "Yushu once said that this king is a master at cooking, so this king can open a restaurant and make a lot of money every day, so he doesn't have to worry about making a living."

Of course, he also has some frustration and sadness: "When will Yushu return the power of the family to this king, since this king has governed Baiyi City, he has never seen money."

Jiang Yushu chuckled when he heard this.Is this person still trying to take over the power of the family?So many years.

"Everything is well arranged." He gazed tenderly at the person beside him, let go of Yuxiao, and solemnly invited: "Yushu, are you willing?"

Jiang Yushu stood quietly beside him,

Wen Runtian is like jade, and calm is like moonlight.

Zhao Yifeng looked at the gentle Jiang Yushu with some worry, apprehension, uneasiness, and nervousness.

Jiang Yushu smiled suddenly—the warm sun melted the ice, and cherry blossoms bloomed.

Put the jade flute into his waist, reach out to hold his hand, and hold it tightly.

He smiled and replied: "Yes!"

A hot current rushed straight into Zhao Yifeng's chest, causing his blood to boil and his breath to pant.

Zhao Yifeng almost wanted to look up to the sky and laugh, telling the sky and the earth that his Young Master Qingyu was finally willing.

He can get closer to him.

This is a lifetime!

She turned around and hugged Young Master Qing Ya, hugged him tightly, and pressed a kiss between his eyebrows.

All the excitement eventually turned into a faint smile.

Zhao Yifeng held his hand tightly.

Hold hands.

Get out of the cage of the imperial palace together, out of this magic cave bound by the royal righteousness.

To find the other party belongs to their vast sea and sky!

Jiang Yushu shook his palm back and smiled softly at him.

Zhao Yifeng was satisfied.

The strength of the hands collides, and the rings of grass intersect, which will never change in this life.

now--

None of us belong in a palace.

leave!

Really abandon everything, let go of the false name, break free from the shackles, and forget it all!

Only you are my only and eternal—

My son Qingyu!