After marrying wrongly, I became the general's white moonlight

Chapter 182
Faced with this ironclad evidence, Sheng Xiuyan's face was pale, and he was as depressed as a prisoner.

"No, that's not the case. Father, please give me another chance. I know I was wrong. Please correct me. Please forgive me this time!"

Sheng Xiuyan knelt down on the ground with a 'plop', slapped his forehead, and hit the ground as if he didn't feel any pain.

It is true that the coffin does not shed tears, the current third prince can't see his usual high spirits, his hair crown is crooked, the hair is scattered in a mess, his face is full of tears and regret, but no one thinks he deserves sympathy.

There is no medicine for regret in the world, and it is his own fault that he ended up where he is now.

"Following the fate of the heavens, the emperor's edict said: The third prince, Sheng Xiuyan, is self-respecting and arrogant. He relies on the power of the nobility. He has no king. He will not change after repeated admonitions. He violates the royal model. He deeply disappoints my expectations. He is now ordered to remove all positions. I want to lick the calf. I love you so much, I can't bear to kill him, and I will depose him as a commoner, and I will be expelled from the capital tomorrow, and I will not be allowed to enter the capital without a summons. This—"

Holding the fly whisk in his hand, the eunuch recited the imperial decree word by word, and his high-pitched and thin voice hit Sheng Xiuyan's heart like a hammer.

As the sun sets, the red afterglow and the glazed tiles of the palace walls reflect each other, and the fate of some people has come to an end in this majestic place, just like the darkening sky.

From then on, there were no more three princes in the capital, only the common man Sheng Xiuyan in the mortal world.

That night, some people played and sang in high-rise buildings, and some people could not sleep all night.

"It's absolutely true, the pulse is steady, Madam is more than a month pregnant now."

When he was talking, the light in those eyes flickered, reflecting Pei Mo's handsome face clearly, and the girl's burning eyes couldn't help but make his heart tremble, so he hugged him even tighter.

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

The road to the north was bleak and bleak, no one wanted to take on this drudgery, and they didn't know whether Sheng Xiuyan could make it all the way to the north under the 'care' of the officers and soldiers.

The next day.

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

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

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

The weight on the shoulders disappeared all of a sudden, as if shattered, Murong Qing couldn't describe this feeling, in short, he felt much more relaxed.

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

But Murong Qing didn't know about this, Pei Mo slept with her in the general's mansion.

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

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

"Is this true?" Ping'er exclaimed, staring excitedly at the doctor, fearing that the doctor might make a mistake.

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

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

Unexpectedly, the curtain in the room was lifted in the next second, and Pei Mo strode in, and said with a smile on his face, "What good news, I heard laughter before I entered the door."

Murong Qing snuggled into Pei Mo's arms, lamenting that the past is so fleeting, it can finally come to an end and usher in a new journey.

After finally locking Sheng Xiuyan into the wooden shackles, the leading officers and soldiers weighed the silver taels in their pockets with a gloomy expression on their faces.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the government doctor who was on the pulse knelt on the ground, "Congratulations Madam, Madam Congratulations, Madam, this is Ximai!"

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

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

Thinking of this, a relaxed smile appeared on Murong Qing's face, looking at the green hills in the distance accompanied by the early morning felt very beautiful.

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

No, the officers and soldiers ransacked the third prince's mansion overnight. The golden silk python robe Sheng Xiuyan was wearing and the white jade belt around his waist were all torn off and replaced with coarse clothes. He was not allowed to take it away, and it was all charged into the treasury.

Pei Mo, who had always been concerned about Murong Qing's expression, was relieved to see the smile on her face, so he stretched out his hand to embrace the petite person beside him, and patted her on the back to reassure her.

Life and death are fate, and it is not her turn to bear other people's misery. After all, in the previous life, no one stepped into her karma to save her unbearable soul.

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

After a long time, Murong Qing sighed, not to sympathize with Sheng Xiuyan's fate, but to relieve the pent-up resentment in her chest, and when she expressed it, she felt a lot more transparent.

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

At this moment, Murong Qing's mind was full of thoughts, and he felt as if he had had an old dream that seemed like a world away.

The two stood leaning against the window, and their appearance accompanied by Xiguang was as beautiful as a picture scroll.

But those officers and soldiers didn't do anything wrong, and left several boxes of simple clothes and quilts for Sheng Xiuyan, so as not to freeze to death on the way to the north.

While Pei Mo was slightly happy, he also felt 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 nice not to have a child so soon.

Watching the soldiers and horses set off with the shackle cart, Murong Qing was silent for a long time, and uttered a few cold words, "It's up to you."

Outside the city gate, officers and soldiers were seen pressing Sheng Xiuyan who was dressed in coarse linen. The third prince who used to be aloof was reduced to a commoner.

"What?" Murong Qing was dumbfounded, "I'm pregnant?"

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!

On the tip of the moon, everything is silent.

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

Murong Qing raised his eyes and smiled cheerfully, showing the delicacy of these little girls, as well as the holy motherhood.

"Okay! Okay! That's great!" Pei Mo laughed loudly, and said three good words in a row, and the next moment he picked up Murong Qing like a kid, and carried him directly into the inner room.

"Ah—" Murong Qing was taken aback by his action, and stretched out his hand to tightly wrap around Pei Mo's neck.

(End of this chapter)