Princess Concubine GL

The trails are secluded, and it is not lonely to have Tuanzi as a companion in the Tibetan and Song Dynasties.It’s just that there is occasional cooking smoke in the villages along the way. Zang Song used to stay overnight, and people closed the door in fright when they saw Zang Song’s eyes. But Zang Song had no choice but to hurry on the road with Tuanzi. When luck is good, there may be better caves, or A better run-down shack.The two of them ate fish caught along the Tibetan-Song River for the past two days, and Tuanzi seemed not very interested in seeing fish.

Today it was windy suddenly, Zang Song put the dumpling in his arms and started to run, saw a dilapidated house in front of her, she went in.When it rained, it hit the sky and covered the earth, and the ground was wet after a while.Tuanzi poked his head out from Zang Song's chest, still tilting his head to look at it.The surrounding area was filled with moisture from the rain, and after watching the dumpling for a while, it crawled back to sleep on Zang Song's chest.

"Squeak~" The old wooden door slammed suddenly, and Zang Song turned around.An old woman dressed in black with her back piled into a small hill appeared and said in a hoarse voice, "It's raining outside. Since you came to take shelter in front of the old house, please come in to keep warm."

Zang Song looked at the old woman, didn't move, just said: "Thank you, old woman, I will hurry on my way to avoid the rain."

The old woman said, "Oh, where is the young master going?"

Zang Song said: "I'm going to Great Liang."

The old lady didn't speak anymore, but slowly said to Zang Song, "This is the boundary of Great Liang, where are you going, my lord?"

Tibetan Song said: "Go to Liangcheng."

The old woman just oh, turned around slowly, and went back to the dilapidated house.

Zang Song also turned around and looked at it, wondering how could there be an old woman living in such a dilapidated house from a distance.And why isn't this old lady afraid of me?

In an instant, the rain stopped.

Just as Zang Song was about to leave, the old woman came out again, moving her steps slowly, all in front of Zang Song, and said, "My lord, if you go to Liangcheng, that road will be closer." With her old and withered hand, she pointed tremblingly at a road that was different from the road before the Tibetan and Song Dynasties.

Zang Song said: "Thank you mother-in-law, the weather is so cold, mother-in-law should go in, don't worry about me, I will leave when the rain stops."

The mother-in-law didn't move, but looked at the rain outside, just arched her back at ninety degrees, and looked at it.After a while, the rain stopped, Zang Song bid farewell to her mother-in-law, and walked along the road her mother-in-law pointed out.When Zang Song disappeared from sight, the old lady slowly straightened her waist and said with a smile: "I finally waited for you to go down the mountain, haha. Next, I will wait for the theater."

Suddenly another man appeared in the room and said: "If this play is not exciting enough, it will be a waste of the shortcut we spent two years developing here." The two laughed each other there.

This road is indeed very fast. After only three days of walking, Zang Song arrived at the city gate. She always thought that she would walk for a long time, and she didn't even know if she would find it.

She entered the city gate easily, but everyone looked at her with strange eyes.He knew that her eyes would be unacceptable, but she had already lowered her head, so why did she keep staring at her.

There are people wearing cotton jackets and cotton caps all around, and the Tibetan and Song people are wearing thin clothes. How can they walk in the crowd without being surrounded by people, and the little head in their arms also looks outside from time to time, curious and frightened.

Zang Song wanted to find an inn to live in first, and then asked where His Royal Highness the Doctor lived.Where will she live? I only know that she is His Highness the Drifting Doctor, but I don't know where her home is or how to find her.At this time, Zang Song realized that he knew very little about her.Walking on this street, there is nothing to complain about when others point at you.The scary thing is, standing in your homeland, I can't find any trace of you.

His Royal Highness the Drupid Doctor was picked up in a carriage that day, and arrived in Liangcheng half a month later.His Highness's carriage did not enter through the main gate of Liangcheng, but entered through the side gate.It was also the first time for Bai Yi and Bai Er to come to Liangcheng, so naturally they didn't notice anything.And His Highness doesn't care about anything at all.She doesn't care about everything here.

His highness entered Liangcheng, the eighth wife of the city lord, Lu Huazhang came to pick him up.Waiting for His Highness to sit in a wheelchair.

Lu Huazhang said: "His Highness Qiao is welcome back."

His Highness said: "How dare you bother Ba Niang, it's nothing to do, Lao Ba Niang personally came to pick up the wind and wash away the dust."

Lu Huazhang's smile faltered, and his heart felt like countless knives poured into his heart at once.The little junior sisters in the past were not like this.Lu Huazhang still smiled and said, "No matter where, it is my responsibility as a mother to take care of my children."

His Highness still raised his head and said: "I am so old, I really don't need Ba Niang to bother."

Lu Huazhang withdrew everyone, and after they left, he slowly squatted down and said, "Junior Sister, I haven't seen you in so many years. Do you have to pierce my heart like this?"

His Highness smiled and said: "What did I do to make Ba Niang feel that I love piercing your heart." His eyes still drifted away.The senior sister in front of me is no longer my senior sister.

Lu Huazhang got up, held her face in his hands and said, "Yes, your attitude and tone. You don't even want to look at me now, not even a single glance."

His Highness said, "I'm so sorry, Ba Niang?"

"Hahahahaha" There was a burst of hearty laughter outside the door, and a burly and somewhat fleshy man appeared in front of the two of them.

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