Zhong ming'e looked at Liao Chongwu steadily, and the tears in his eyes were more and more. At last, he burst into tears. He clutched Liao Chongwu's hand to death, and cried sadly: "no chance, Liao Chongwu, we have no chance..."

"Why don't you have a chance?" Liao Chongwu holds his shoulder and shakes it vigorously. "Zhong Minge, as long as you nod your head and promise, I'll take you away. Let's go to a place where no one knows us. Let's forget the Imperial City, all the people and things in the Imperial City, and forget the past. Let's start from scratch and make a free couple..."

"Stop talking! Don't say that again! " Zhong Minge collapsed and pushed Liao Chongwu to the ground. He cried, "we have no chance! There's no chance! Today, today, I step out of this imperial city. Tomorrow, my mother and concubine will have their heads on the ground. There are more than 100 Cui's gates! Not only these, or a Zou clan! Where can I bear these sins? " Zhong Minge was wailing, and then she covered her face and sobbed in a low voice. "Liao Chongwu, I am no longer the little prince who can't do anything. Today, I am Prince Hui. What burden do I have? You How can you not know? "

Liao Chongwu sits on the ground and stares directly at Zhong Minge, as if he wants to see this face into his own bones. After a while, he turns his head and starts to pick up the pieces rolling down the ground. Each white jade piece is picked up by him, put into the chess box, and then put into the table.

"Your Highness," Liao Chongwu went to Zhong Minge, kneeling heavily and kowtowing three heads to him, "take care."

"You..." Zhong Minge looked at the man kneeling in front of her, her lips trembling, and she could not make a sound any more.

"Tomorrow, my subordinates will leave for the imperial mausoleum, and then..." Liao Chongwu raised his eyes to Zhong Minge and continued, "I'm afraid it's hard to wait on your highness. The senior bodyguard who entered the mansion with your highness is no worse than your highness. He's very respectful to your highness. I'm brave. Please keep the senior bodyguard to serve you closely."

"Well, I promise you." Zhong ming'e said in a mute voice.

"Thank you for your great love for many years," he said. Liao Chongwu kowtowed to Zhong Minge again. When he looked up again, his forehead was already red, and his eyes were red with a pair of tigers. "I'm leaving."

"Liao Chongwu..." Zhong Minge calls, but he doesn't know what to say. Yes, what can he say at this time?

"I'm leaving." Liao Chongwu got up and walked out respectfully.

When the broad and tall back disappeared into the dark night, Zhong Minge just sat on the ground, tears "crackling" down, wet the red carpet.

……

On the fourth day of April, 33, Jiasheng, ningguta.

Meiya got up early. Today she is going down the mountain, so she washed and cooked early.

"What the hell happened? Do you have to go down the mountain? " Zhong Mingwei is eating pan fried noodles. He is not happy. "Can't wait for pangyi to come back and let him do it?"

"It's too late," Meiya said in a low voice, with her eyes hanging down. "I want to go to the street and buy some paper money and incense candles."

Zhong Mingwei was stunned and hurriedly nodded: "yes, it's because I didn't think it was thoughtful. I must go to buy it and pick up the best and most expensive one."

Zhong Mingwei silently scolded himself for being bloody. Tomorrow is Qingming. How can he not remember? Meiya's parents went early to catch up with Qingming. Naturally, they wanted to pay homage to Meiya. He, who lives with Meiya all day long, didn't even think of it. It's really disgusting. Meiya must be very angry?

Meiya did not stare across her nose. Instead, she pulled her lips and looked at Zhong Mingwei. "What's the difference between good and bad? It's just to try your best. "

"Then we should do our best and most expensive," Zhong Mingwei continued, thinking of remedy. "When we get married in the future, we will build a spiritual hall in the house to worship our parents."

"No, it's OK to burn some paper money on Qingming Festival. I don't think much of it," Meiya said softly, eating noodles with chopsticks and saying, "besides, I don't know what my parents call. How can I set up a spiritual hall? Do you want to offer two empty tablets? "