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Mr. Orange sat on the carriage, lifted the brocade curtain, and stared blankly at the second prince's mansion with the door open.

The servants inside were as busy as a spinning top, constantly turning around the luggage.

"What happened?" He frowned.

A steward with some status came out and saluted him, "Your Highness, the Second Prince has already set off."

"When?"

"This morning."

Mr. Orange waved his hand to signal him to leave, and then lowered his head preoccupied.

"It happened..." Xiaoqian wanted to speak, but was stopped by Qiuyan.

"Go home." The young man closed his eyes, looking very tired.He knew that Chang Xiyang had already left with Si Song.

The second prince's fief is in the south, which is a rich place, but there is a huge difference between the north and the south, that person... will definitely not be used to it.

Don't even say a word?

Also, how could Chang Xiyang tell himself these things again?They are no longer related.

"Is it too late for me to start learning the art of war now?"

"It's never too late." Qiu Yan said in a deep voice, looking at the man's clenched hand secretly.

If what Chang Xiyang wants is power... then he, Mr. Cheng, can have it too.He wants to completely crush Si Song, stand on the highest place, sit on the golden dragon throne that shocks the four directions, and watch Chang Xiyang kneel down at his feet and look up at him. He wants to humiliate that man and make him lose his dignity , wanting to make him a queen, but put him in the cold palace.

Mr. Orange wanted to grind all of that person's ego, to exact his own revenge, and to stay with him for the rest of his life.

The place in my heart that was forcibly dug away did not heal, but formed thick layers of scabs, like a thorn that had nowhere to rest, piercing him all the time to wake him up, and let him see clearly his true nature. Bloody and dirty twisted emotions.

"Stop." The boy sat up straight and raised his eyes again.

"My lord?" the coachman asked him from a distance outside.

"Go to the palace, now." The young man smiled slightly, wondering if Mr. Mo would still recognize him as a student.

The carriage restarted slowly, leading the young man to take the first step of glory.On the official road in the distance, there is a group of carriages galloping in the opposite direction.It was the convoy of the Second Prince, all the luggage was behind, and they set off first.

Si Song rarely returned to his fief, and he did his best to stay in the capital. The Holy Majesty didn't say much about this before, so he felt more at ease.

"So, why don't you want to go?" Chang Xiyang looked at Si Song's sullen face, a little curious. In his impression, Gandi was really a treasure.

"Hiss——" Si Song took a breath in embarrassment, "Ayang, do you... have anything to be afraid of? You know, fear is human nature, even gods should be afraid sometimes, so... ..."

"What are you afraid of?"

Si Song pursed his lips and signaled Chang Xiyang to listen to him, "Don't tell anyone."

"Definitely." Chang Xiyang nodded slightly, and put his ears closer.

"You don't know how terrible the bugs in the south are." Si Song frowned, he still felt chills in his back when he thought about it, and was afraid for a while.

"How could it be?" Chang Xiyang wanted to laugh a little. This person obviously wouldn't be afraid when he was a child. At that time, the Second Prince was not afraid of anything. game.

In the middle of the night, he sneaked into the back garden and spent the night there. In the end, because a fire almost burned the whole forest, he was caught by the mother and was severely educated by the old emperor.

... He still remembers how hard Mr. Mo hit his hand because of this matter.

Thanks to the little prince's lack of memory, why not he would have found that these children were much worse than him when they were young.

"At that time..." Chang Xiyang was a little nostalgic, "Take me to catch bugs and roast them, I was scared by you..."

He rubbed his eyes, "I still remember that you looked at me very calmly and asked me, "Aren't you going to eat it? Then I'll start first." Then you started to eat the roasted one the blackened Grasshopper! "

"I don't even remember that I did such a thing." Si Song also laughed, "I was really good at that time."

"You really left me with a lot of psychological shadow..." Chang Xiyang shook his head, "So it's because you eat too many bugs, so you're getting retribution and start to be afraid?"

"Ayang, when you get there, you will understand me." Si Song covered his head, looking completely unwilling to recall, "You can't imagine that the first time I lived there, an adult was killed in the middle of the night. I was so frightened that I cried."

Indeed, when he first came to the Orange Field, it was just a desolate place.There are no luxurious mansions, no prosperous markets, and he can't even understand the language of the people here.

After some self-comfort, the still young Second Prince closed his eyes and touched the bed, intending to sleep hard to recover his energy.As a result... sleeping until night, I touched something inexplicable.

"Have you ever tried... touching a centipede's tentacles in the dark?"

Si Song looked at Chang Xiyang with a bitter face, "It's the first time I've seen such a long centipede, oh my God."

He took a rough breath, still a little uneasy, "The most frightening thing is that I lifted the mattress to find if there were any other bugs."

...full of bed bugs, densely packed.

He fell asleep in the wooden barrel that night. He felt that his bones were stained with the stench of this thing. In the end, after soaking in the bath, he was so tired that he fell asleep. He was really wronged.Since then, it has cast a shadow on the insects.

Only then did Si Song, who had just moved out of the palace and was crowned king, realize that he was sent to develop wasteland!

Fortunately, the climate here is pleasant, the folk customs are simple, and the resources are abundant. He is good at strategy, promotes Mandarin, builds schools, encourages business, and eliminates epidemics. Soon, the orange field will flourish.

It has to be said that Si Song does have the ability to govern the country.

Chang Xiyang didn't know what happened to Si Song. He always thought that Si Song was sealed up in a good place to enjoy his fortune. Although the contact with Si Song had never been broken in those years, it was far from being as close as before. .

But what he also didn't know was that it was Zhang Yang who tried to kill the centipede even though his face turned pale from fright. It was Zhang Yang who lifted the mattress with his hands. , is also publicity.

Si Song would not tell Chang Xiyang these things, although Zhang Yang did do a lot for him.

During the bleakest period in Gandi, without the child's strong smiling face and his support, Si Song would have been so frightened that he would have fled back to Beijing.

Zhang Yang is really a good boy.

The good boy Zhang Yang sat in the second prince's carriage with no luck. He looked at the old man opposite him and complained, "Why is Mr. Bai here?"

"The second prince's injury has not healed yet, and he is very susceptible to infection. The Holy Majesty ordered me to take care of His Highness on the way."

"Oh?" Zhang Yang looked disbelieving.

"Ahem..." Bai Que couldn't bear it anymore, "A few days ago, I had some trivial quarrels with my colleagues because of some trivial matters, and I was dismissed by the Holy Spirit. I have come to think about it."

"Your Majesty is really a favorite..." Zhang Yang rested his chin, his expression relaxed, "Now Gandi is a good place to enjoy happiness."

Every brick and tile here, every scene of prosperity, was built by him watching his master, not Chang Xiyang.

Fate is really unfair.

The official road began to wind up, not as flat and wide as it was at first, and the speed of the convoy slowed down, moving on this sparsely populated road.

The convoy had to walk for about three days to arrive. Although the coachman was an experienced veteran, the carriage would inevitably bump. Si Song soon became tired and fell into a deep sleep before he recovered from his injury.

Until the sunset, and then another long night, and the endless bright starry sky outside the window.

The world fell silent.

The same is true in Beijing.No one will notice that when everyone is falling into a dream, there is a figure, desolately, thrown into the moat.

When Lan Han first died, no relatives came to claim him.He was floating on the moat, soaked to a bad shape, and later someone from the government fished him up, and his former lovers in the Nanfeng Pavilion in the brothel got together to collect the ransom money he had saved over the years He bought him a coffin that was not too expensive or too cheap. The funeral was not big and they didn't have that much money.

Luoyang did not interfere in this matter, he knew that no matter how luxurious the tomb was, it was not worth the true feelings of those lovers.

Qianqing's body has not been found so far, and Lan Hanchu was buried in the peach blossom forest where he and Qianqing swore. Everyone was silent that day, and no one cried. It's not worth it.

These prostitutes are actually well aware that they appreciate Lan Hanchu and like Lan Hanchu, but it is not love, they are not qualified to love, and unlike Chang Xiyang, they have been dirty since the moment they entered this romantic place. up.So is the body, and so is the mind.

Lan Hanchu lingers among all kinds of beauties, but no matter who he treats, he treats them with all his heart. When Rinzhi is sick, the people in the restaurant are unwilling to ask a doctor to treat him, and let him fend for himself. Lan Hanchu spent all his money and hired a doctor to see a doctor for him. He had no money to buy medicine, so he begged the pharmacy to pay for the medicine in exchange for the medicine. He copied the scriptures for others overnight to exchange money for Linzhi to buy medicine. After taking the man back from Lord Yan, Chu Chu in the Yanyun Building became depressed and sick, thinking about a mouthful of Shu Yuxuan's sugar osmanthus for a long time, but she couldn't get out of the brothel, and couldn't afford it, so Lan Hanchu ran away all the way Shu Yuxuan bought some sweet-scented osmanthus for new clothes, and couldn't afford a sedan chair or a carriage. It was already midnight when he ran back to Yanyun Tower. Today he couldn't pay Chu Chu's money, so he sent it to Chu Chu by hanging it on a bamboo pole. window.

Wasn't he also a high-spirited and hesitant scholar at first?

He came to the capital and wanted to create his own world. He had no background and no financial resources. He caught up with the examiner twice and was bribed. No matter how much he was punished, he was the one who was disqualified from the exam forever, and was almost caught in prison and sentenced.

Really talented people are forced to become sluts, and those who rely on their family's uselessness become high officials in the court in the name of fairness. You see, the world is so unfair, but what can you do? ?

Chang Xiyang grew up in the Nanfeng Pavilion, but he was clean. He was born in a wealthy family. Later, something happened to his family and he was taken away by the old pavilion owner. The second prince protected the young prince and pampered him. Is it a hard day?

Does he know what it's like to be poor?Does he know the helplessness of lying in bed waiting to die because there is no money to pay a doctor for medicine?

Would he be greedy for the sweet osmanthus flowers that the precious young prince rushed to his mouth in Yuxuan?

No, he said that it was because of his family's ruin at a young age, which sounds embarrassing, but which of these prostitutes is not poor at home and has been sold out, and which of the few official prostitutes can live like him and live cleanly Until he climbed up to the little prince?

Really, the world is so unfair, why are they all wallowing in the mire to survive, Chang Xiyang should only be admired by others, no one likes Chang Xiyang, none of these prostitutes like him, they don't With such a fate, how can they force them to sincerely bless a person who is completely opposite to themselves and makes people jealous and crazy?

So Lan Hanchu also knows that even if Chang Xiyang is a young lady, they are not the same kind of people. He treats everyone sincerely, but he only flirts with Chang Xiyang. He is not worthy, and Chang Xiyang is not worthy of himself. No matter how much sincerity I send to that person's eyes, it's just a tiny drop of water mist in his vast light, which he can't see, and he won't care about it.

He sympathized with those prostitutes, huddled together to keep warm in the cold winter, and gave each other comfort in this cold world.enough……

But he was really moved in the end, he really fell in love with Qianqing from the bottom of his heart, and fell in love with that clever servant who was stalking, but it was a pity that in the end his lover could not even find the bones, and he suddenly lost his life In the last trace of meaning, he no longer had a reason to live in this cruel world, so in the dark night, when the huge capital city was crawling and sleeping in the dark, he jumped into the cold moat alone , the river water is very fresh, indeed, it also contains oxygen, clean and clear, as if all the sins in his unwilling and failed life have been washed away, his soul has melted into the river water, and together with the fresh oxygen, he was swallowed by the little fish. Eaten, absorbed by aquatic plants, or floated into the air, and flew to the sun.

His body was too heavy for him to need.So is Qianqing.

Without the burden of this heavy and useless skin, Lan Hanchu can finally find and embrace his lover with the purest self in the sky above the capital just after dawn.