Hot wife lives in the field

Yuan Mingzhu has always known that the palace is a terrible place. Today, she is really aware that if yuan Yinzhen had never been a Zen monk, would she become the same as Xie Hong in a few years?

She looked at the palace in front of her, magnificent, buried not only women's youth, but also some pure kindness.

Seeing that she didn't leave, the guide stopped to look at her. It seemed that he didn't care about her at all.

Looking at the attitude of the palace people, Yuan Mingzhu smiles. Once upon a time, she lived in such a palace, but she disdains these, so she tramples them under her feet.

"Does your emperor really have no time?" Before leaving the Northern Qi Dynasty, Yuan Mingzhu still felt some regret that she could not see Wei Chijin.

After listening to Yuan Mingzhu's inquiry, the palace man said: "the emperor manages everything every day. On weekdays, even our empress can't see much, let alone you?"

Hearing such an answer, Yuan Mingzhu was not surprised.

Some people don't want her to see Wei Chijin, so they will find out the reason and refuse her.

She shook her head and chuckled. She stepped forward and stepped out of the palace. She looked back at the imperial city behind her and said in her heart: Wei Chijin, I'm going. I came to see you before I left, but your people didn't want me to see you. "

As she drew back her eyes and was about to get into the carriage, a soft cry came from behind: "madam."

Yuan Mingzhu looked back and saw Minglu sitting on the horse.

Minglu turned over and asked the people beside him a few words. Then he went to the side of yuanmingzhu: "is madam here to see the emperor?" Seeing yuan Mingzhu's action, he added: "madam, is this going to leave?"

Yuan Mingzhu didn't expect to meet Minglu here. When she saw Minglu, she said with a smile, "these two days, I'm going back to nanqin. I wanted to leave here to meet Wei Chijin, but --"

Later, Yuan Mingzhu did not say that Ming Lu was not a fool. How could he not understand what she said?

Yuan Mingzhu raised her eyes and looked at the back of Ming Road. She saw a carriage parked behind him.

Seeing her looking around, Ming said: "in the carriage is a prince of the Northern Qi Dynasty. This time I left the capital to escort him to the capital."

In the middle of Ming Lu's speech, the carriage passed by them. A gust of wind blew by, and lifted the curtain to reveal the side face of the carriage's insiders.

She suddenly thought of the time when she first met Wei Chijin decades ago. The young man's appearance was outstanding and amazing.

"Then you go to be busy. If you have time, tell Wei Chijin that I'm going to leave. Before I leave, I came to see him. It's not in vain. There's another one."

"Yes." The road should be clear.

Yuan Mingzhu stooped, got into the carriage and sat down.

Waiting for her to sit down, Ming Lu stepped back and was ready to leave. Just then, Yuan Mingzhu suddenly lifted the curtain of the car and stopped him: "Ming Lu."

Minglu looked back at her and said, "how long have I known your son?"

Minglu's eyes flashed. He hasn't called you that for many years. Maybe he hasn't heard others call you that for many years.

"Nearly twenty years."

Ming Lu thought that she would say something, but saw her smile, did not say anything, the curtain down, covered the gentle smiling face.

The carriage lost its head. As it passed by him, a figure floated from the carriage: "the prince who just passed by looks like him!"

Ming Lu's body is stiff, looking at the carriage leaving slowly, his eyes are deep