Passing by

Facing this irrefutable evidence, Sheng Xiuyan turned pale and looked as dejected as a prisoner.

"No, that's not the case. Father, please give me another chance. I realize my mistake. I will change it. Please forgive me this time!"

Sheng Xiuyan knelt on the ground with a thump, and hit his forehead on the ground as if he felt no pain.

It's really hard to shed tears without seeing the coffin. The third prince can't see his usual high-spiritedness. Now his crown is crooked, his hair is messy and spread out, his face is full of tears and regret, but no one thinks he deserves sympathy.

There is no cure for regrets in the world, and he had his own fault for his current fate.

"By God's blessing, the emperor issued an edict: The third prince, Sheng Xiuyan, is arrogant and arrogant. He relies on his high rank and power. He has no eyes for the emperor. He refuses to change despite repeated admonitions. He violates the royal model and is deeply disrespected by me. I am ordering him to be dismissed from all positions. I am thinking of ladu.

I am deeply in love and cannot bear to kill him. I will consider him a commoner and order him to be expelled from the capital from tomorrow. He will not be allowed to enter the capital without being summoned. I hereby--"

The eunuch held a fly whisk and recited the imperial edict word for word. His sharp and thin voice was like a hammer hitting Sheng Xiuyan's heart.

The sun is setting in the west, and the red afterglow contrasts with the glazed tiles of the palace wall. Someone's fate comes to an end in this majestic place, just like the darkening sky.

From then on, there was no longer a third prince in the capital, and there was only Sheng Xiuyan, a commoner in the world.

That night, some people played music in high-rise buildings, while others could not sleep all night long.

As the moon rises above the sky, everything is silent.

"Congratulations, General, Madam is more than a month pregnant!"

Before Murong Qing had time to digest this sudden surprise, she reached out and touched her flat belly. There was actually a child inside?

"It's absolutely true. Her pulse is stable. Madam is now more than a month pregnant."

"Go up and stop whining." The officers and soldiers in armor urged impatiently.

Murong Qing was eating the grapes washed by Ping'er and exclaimed, "Today's grapes are so fresh."

After a long time, Murong Qing sighed, not to sympathize with Sheng Xiuyan's fate, but to relieve the accumulated resentment in her chest. After expressing it, she felt a lot more enlightened.

Unexpectedly, the curtain in the room was opened the next second, and Pei Mo strode in. He said with a smile, "What good news? I heard laughter before I even entered the door."

No, the officers and soldiers raided the Third Prince's Mansion overnight. The gold silk python robe that Sheng Xiuyan was wearing and the white jade belt tied around his waist were all torn off and replaced with coarse cloth servant clothes. The jewels, calligraphy and paintings in the mansion, rare treasures, one piece

He was not allowed to take them away and put them all into the national treasury.

Murong Qing pressed herself against Pei Mo's strong chest, feeling the man's unique hot breath, raised her head and said softly, "Pei Mo, it's great to have you!"

Baiyu Mansion is the tallest building closest to the capital city tower. It is used as a tea house during the day and silk and bamboo gatherings at night. During festivals, it is the best place to watch fireworks.

In his previous life, he was killed by Sheng Xiu. Years are fleeting and he realized Lan Yin early. Even if Sheng Xiuyan was expelled from Beijing in this life, Murong Qing would not forgive him.

For a moment, she thought that now that Sheng Xiuyan had left the capital, would she have escaped the fate of being killed by him?

After finally locking Sheng Xiuyan in the wooden shackles, the leading officers and soldiers weighed the silver coins in their pockets with gloomy expressions on their faces.

Murong Qing nestled in Pei Mo's arms, lamenting that the past was like a passing cloud, and that it could finally come to an end and usher in a new journey.

Pei Mo didn't respond, he just took her soft and boneless hand and gently rubbed it in his palm.

At this moment, Murong Qing had so many thoughts in her heart that she felt as if she had had an old dream from a lifetime ago.

As he spoke, the light in his eyes flickered, reflecting clearly on Pei Mo's handsome face. The scorching look in the girl's eyes in front of him made his heart tremble, so he hugged her tighter.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the doctor who checked the pulse suddenly knelt on the ground, "Congratulations, madam, congratulations to madam, madam, this is a happy pulse!"

After a few days, the depression in Murong Qing's heart dissipated, and there was always a bright smile on his face, which also made the atmosphere in the general's mansion become much happier unconsciously.

Outside the city gate, only officers and soldiers were seen suppressing Sheng Xiuyan, who was dressed in coarse linen. The three princes who used to be aloof and superior were reduced to commoners. Those officers and soldiers in armor were used to following the wind and stumbling upon Sheng Xiuyan secretly.

She is destined to live and die, and it is not her turn to bear the misery of others. After all, in her previous life, no one stepped into her cause and effect and saved her unbearable soul.

"Is this true?" Ping'er exclaimed, staring at the doctor excitedly, for fear that the doctor might have made a wrong diagnosis.

Ping'er smiled brightly and pulled the doctor to salute Pei Mo.

Thinking of this, a relaxed smile appeared on Murong Qing's face, looking at the green mountains in the distance and feeling very beautiful in the morning.

The weight on his shoulders suddenly disappeared, as if he had been relieved. Murong Qing could not describe this feeling. In short, he felt much more relaxed.

In the wing room on the roof of the building, Murong Qing and Pei Mo stood by the window and could clearly see the wide official road outside the capital gate.

However, none of these Murong Qing knew that Pei Mo was sleeping with her in the general's mansion.

On this day, the government doctor came to diagnose Murong Qing's Ping'an pulse as usual.

Pei Mo was slightly happy but also a little distressed. Looking at her delicate face, he wanted to hold all the good things in front of her, and suddenly felt that it would be good not to have a child so soon.

However, those officers and soldiers did not do anything wrong and left several boxes of simple clothes and quilts for Sheng Xiuyan to prevent him from freezing to death on the way to the north.

The next day.

Pei Mo, who had always cared about Murong Qing's expression, was relieved when he saw the smile on her face. He stretched out his hand to hug the petite person next to him and patted her back to reassure her.

She was so surprised that her hand holding the grapes froze in mid-air.

Seeing the soldiers pulling the yoke chariot and setting off, Murong Qing was silent for a long time and uttered a few cold words, "You are responsible for your own fault."

The road to the north was cold and miserable, and no one wanted to take on this drudgery. It was not known whether Sheng Xiuyan could make it all the way to the north under the "care" of the officers and soldiers.

The two of them stood leaning against the window, looking as beautiful as a picture scroll with the bright light on them.

"Great!" Ping'er cheered in surprise, "I'm going to tell the general the good news!"

"What?" Murong Qing was stunned, "Am I pregnant?"

Pei Mo was stunned and looked at Murong Qing in disbelief. The surprise fell from the sky like a meteor and fell into his heart that was so hot because of her.

Murong Qing raised her eyes and smiled. She looked like these little girls, but also seemed to have a holy motherhood.

"Okay! Okay! Great!" Pei Mo laughed loudly and said three good words. The next moment, he picked up Murong Qing like a young boy and carried him directly into the inner room.

"Ah -" Murong Qing was startled by his actions, and stretched out his hands to tightly climb onto Pei Mo's neck.
Chapter completed!