Yes, he is finally free. His kite is always eager for freedom. He and Liao Chongwu are eager for a stable and comfortable home. But he can't fly away from the Imperial City, because his kite string has been firmly held in the hands of others. His mother, Cui's family, Zou's family and his father and Emperor are all holding the kite string so tightly that he dare not fly it Can't struggle, so they pull the kite line so half hung in the air, put their satisfied posture, he is not tired, not tired, but what's the way? He is a son, he is a subject, which is the fact that he can never change.
Now, the kite line is finally broken. Even in an unexpected and even unacceptable way of humiliation, the kite line that has been tied to him for a long time is finally broken, and he can finally go to the free sky that he has always imagined
With his beloved Liao Chongwu.
So, even if it is how to humiliate, how to be ashamed of his father, his mother and his concubine, he is still happy in the bottom of his heart.
"Minge," Liao Chongwu said softly, and across the dark green curtain, he gently put it into Zhong Minge's ear word by word. "From now on, your kite line will be in my hand, and my kite line will be in your hand, OK?"
"OK," a little hoarse laughter came out of the sedan chair for a while. "Liao Chongwu, let's not let go of any of us."
"Yes, we hold on to death." Liao Chongwu said softly, when he said this, the 30-year-old man's eyes were slightly moist.
"Brother Liao," said Gao Zhiqi, riding with Liao Chongwu, looking at the front left with complicated eyes, and whispering with Liao Chongwu, "do you really want to give those things to Prince an?"
"Of course," Liao Chongwu also looked in the direction of Prince an's residence, squinting, "someone must clean up Prince Rong."
"But..." Gao Zhiqi bit his teeth, frowned for a long time, and said in a small voice, "how can you make a crippled prince? What's more, Prince an used to be so bad that he entered the imperial palace again? Besides, there are prince Rong and the fourth Prince of Haoer. Why can't they turn to Princess an? It's just amazing. "
"In the past, long live would never make Princess an prince, but now I'm afraid it won't be," said Liao Chongwu slowly. After a pause, he turned to Gao Zhiqi, who was full of question marks. He clapped Gao Zhiqi's shoulder and said with a smile, "it won't be long before you know."
……
Outside the city.
Shiliting.
Prince Rong Zhong Mingzheng has been waiting for a long time in Shiliting. A table of rich wine and vegetables has been set up in Shiliting. Zhong Mingzheng is sitting on the stone bench, holding a chopstick in one hand and tapping on the wine cup gently, while humming and singing in his mouth: "I'm watching the mountain scenery in the city tower. I can hear the chaos outside the city. Banners and banners are flying shadows, but it turns out that they are soldiers sent by Sima...... "
"Your Highness, the king's motorcade is coming." Ling Shian bows to Zhong Mingzheng.
"Is it?" Hearing this, Zhong Mingzheng put down his chopsticks, stood up and looked down the mountain. As expected, a group of people were slowly coming here. It was Gao Zhiqi, the bodyguard of Zhong Minge, who started. Zhong Mingzheng picked the eyebrow and said to Ling Shian, "if you are here, please come up?"
"Yes, I do." At that moment, Ling Shian rushed down the mountain.
Zhong Mingzheng watched Ling Shian go to the front of the motorcade and said something to Gao Zhiqi. Then Gao Zhiqi raised his hand and let all the people and horses stop. Then Gao Zhiqi went to the front of the sedan chair and bowed to report to the people in the sedan chair. Then he lifted the curtain. Zhong Minge came out of the sedan chair with the cat in the chair and looked up the mountain, On the one hand, he followed Ling Shian up the mountain. Gao Zhiqi wanted to follow him up the mountain. Zhong Minge waved his hand gently. Then Gao Zhiqi stopped and stood in place. Then Zhong Minge followed Ling Shian up the mountain road.