The Peerless Concubine of the King's Favorite

Chapter 442 The Immortal Couple, a Shocking Legend (End) (7)
Ah Fu and the others took Zhao Shenghao and Chu Qing away first, leaving behind a few people to fill in the excavated soil again.

This is the sealed soil that has just entered Tibet during the day, so if you turn it around at night, it will not attract other people's attention.

After seven days, people from the court will plant green grass on these seals according to the usual practice, and after a few days, there will be no traces of entering the tomb.

Everything is going on quietly in the dark night, and the only thing I can see is the dim moon in the sky.

At the time of Mao, the crowing rooster had just gotten up, and before he could hang his throat, a low-key black carriage quietly left the south gate of the Jianning Capital City, followed by men in black clothes on horseback. .

Gradually, the carriage moved away from the sight of the capital of Jianning, and disappeared into the first light of dawn.

At this moment, in the palace, Zhao Shengqian seemed to have stayed up all night, standing on the tallest tower of the palace with his hands behind his back, overlooking the direction of the south gate, silent.

On the bright yellow dragon robe on his body, the five-clawed golden dragon embroidered with gold thread is shining brightly, vividly, full of the aura of dominating the world.But in his back, there is a deep loneliness and loneliness hidden, which makes people feel inexplicably worried.

Behind him, there was a slight sound of footsteps. Although the sound was not loud, it was still obvious in this quiet time.

Zhao Chengqian clearly heard the voice, but he didn't turn his head back, and he didn't yell at him. He was still looking to the south, with a cold arc on his tightly pursed thin lips.

Stopping the maids and servants from approaching, Sang You walked slowly behind Zhao Chengqian, stared at his back, and did not speak.

At this time, a gust of breeze blew by, lifting the corners of Sang Youqing's skirt, and the bright yellow color that also represented the emperor's royal family fell into Zhao Chengqian's peripheral vision, allowing him to moisten the mist on his facial features and melt a little.

"You're here too?" Asked softly with a sigh, it seemed that Zhao Chengqian had already known the reason for Sang Youqing's visit.

Sang Youqing smiled and shook her head, but suddenly realized that the other party couldn't see, so she raised her eyes to stare at the back of the man in front of her, and whispered softly: "I heard that Your Majesty has not slept all night, so come and take a look."

The color of Zhao Shengqian's eyes changed slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said: "I have a heart."

Such politeness seems to have already become a habitual pattern for the two of them to get along with each other.

Whether it's him or Sang Youqing, they all understand very well that the combination of the two is more of a political need. As for feelings...

Restraining the strange emotion in his eyes, Zhao Shengqian looked at the outline of the city gradually becoming clear in the misty morning light, and asked the woman behind him: "You Qing, do you think there is something I didn't do well enough? Let them If you don’t trust me so much, you have to choose the way of feigning death to leave.”

Sang Youqing was slightly stunned, and followed Zhao Chengqian to look into the distance, and said in a long tone: "It's not that they don't trust His Majesty, but they don't want to embarrass His Majesty."

"Embarrassing?" Zhao Chengqian sneered a little, sighed heavily in his heart, but his eyes were slightly stained with a smile: "I think they are afraid of trouble in the future, and I will look for them when I have something to do, so as not to be disturbed and be happy." Days, that's why I escaped by feigning death, and it's all done, and the world is over. Even the father, they have greeted early in the morning."

"No matter what the reason is, they don't owe Da Chu anything anymore, and they can live as they please, and we should be happy for them." Sang You heard some resentment hidden in Zhao Chengqian's words, and persuaded him.

"That's right." Zhao Sheng nodded his head almost imperceptibly: "They no longer owe Da Chu anything, but Da Chu owes them peace."

After the words fell, there was another silence.

For a long time, Sang Youqing looked at Zhao Chengqian's back, and his faint side face, and asked in puzzlement: "Since Your Majesty has already guessed that this is their golden cicada's plan to escape, why didn't you expose it?"

The corners of Zhao Shengqian's lips drew a clear arc, and the sadness brought about by the separation of the brothers has completely dissipated: "Since this can make them go away with peace of mind, so what if I accompany them to deceive the world?"

boom!
The sun broke through the clouds, and a faint thin gold sprinkled on Zhao Shengqian's facial features, covering his long and cheerful figure.The majesty of the emperor naturally exuded, and Sang Youqing's heart seemed to hit hard following his maddening words, Zhao Shengqian's shadow shrouded in sunlight filled his cold eyes.

It's been a long time since there was a voice coming from behind. Zhao Chengqian turned around and met Sang Youqing's penetrating eyes. Is it a scene? You and I are just the same kind of people."

A class of people?

Sang Youqing laughed like an elegant pear blossom, she repeated Zhao Chengqian's words softly, her eyes could not be taken away: "Yes, we are all the same kind of people."

A few days later, a low-key and luxurious carriage was speeding quietly on the official road to Yancheng in the south.

Around the carriage, there were some well-dressed men and women wearing weapons, with a heroic appearance, and joy in their grim faces.They rode fine horses and walked with the carriage, and their demeanor showed respect for the people in the carriage.

Inside the carriage, silk brocade soft sleepers are arranged very comfortably.

In the huge carriage, there were two figures lying lazily.

Among them, the woman is lazy and beautiful, dressed in simple and clean clothes, her long hair is loose, and her blue silk falls into her arms softly, curled up like a cat and sleeping soundly in the man's arms, her beauty is like a fairy, and there is a hint of sweetness smile.

The man did not fall asleep, but he was lying lazily in the carriage, leaning against the wall of the carriage, with one arm around the beautiful woman, letting her sleep on his lap, while the other hand was holding a book full of words. The notebook covered his facial features.

This is an extremely demure picture, as if you are in a paradise where you are indifferent to the world.

The white loose robes on the men were mixed with the plain skirts on the women, as if covering their bodies like a cloud of silk.The long hair, which was also not rolled up, was tangled and seemed to be difficult to separate.

Behind the notebook, there was a helpless chuckle suddenly.

The man shook his head, put down the notebook in his hand, and revealed his gorgeous and handsome face, exquisite and handsome, like a god, but with the passage of time, a little more fortitude and iron blood.

However, the arrogance between the brows never changed.

"What are you laughing at?" Suddenly, the sleeping woman seemed to wake up from a sweet dream, and when she heard the man's chuckle, she asked.

However, during the process of questioning, the pair of phoenix eyes still did not open, but the long eyelashes fluttered slightly like a fan.

"Are you awake?" Zhao Shenghao wrapped his hands around the woman's waist naturally, adjusted her lazy posture, let her lean on his chest, and gently brushed off the hair scattered on her forehead with his slender fingertips.

(End of this chapter)