Difficult to be a Concubine

Mu Rousang laughed through her veil, and said gently: "Let's board the boat quickly, we must not delay any further."

The group of people came to the side of the boat, "Xiao Sangsang!" Yang Zixuan called out to her!

Mu Rousang turned to look at him, quietly standing by the side of the ship!

"You guys go first, I will directly return to the capital from Xiangyang!" Yang Zixuan really wanted to personally send her on the ship.

Mu Rousang was stunned and asked: "You don't want to leave from Shu Province?"

Then he laughed and said, "That's right. We can still save ten days if we travel from here. If we return to Sichuan with us, we will waste quite a few more days! "You, take care!"

"Got it, be careful on your way!" Yang Zixuan opened his eyes wide and looked at her, wanting to take his frown and smile back into his heart.

"Big brother Yang, it's getting late, we'll go first!" Mu Jinzhi and the others had access to invitations, so they did not need to worry about being questioned by officials on the water route. Since they were on a government boat, there would not be any big problems walking back to Shu Province.

When Mu Jinzhi passed by him, he softly said: "Don't let Xiao Sangsang know! In case she's worried. "

Someone else was needed to stay behind to obstruct Su Ruirui's footsteps, and Yang Zixuan had to take the responsibility.

Yang Zixuan was left behind, Mu Rousang did not ask in detail, maybe everyone understood, but they did not want to know about the pain.

She stood on the bow of the ship and lightly waved towards Yang Zixuan. A light breeze blew past her veil and her gaze looked in the direction of the Duke Palace, Su Ruirui, this person who had been carved on her heart, hoped that they would not hurt each other again …

At the same time, Su Ruirui was busy working on the construction site. When Fan Yingde received the news, he and his subordinates were in the room discussing about building the pier.

It was only after the chickens were crowed three times that the exhausted crowd finally walked out of the house.

"Your Highness!" Fan Yingde's hair was stained with a lot of dew.

Su Ruirui swept his eyes across him and said indifferently: "Serve me go rest."

"Your Highness!" Fan Yingde called out again.

"What's the matter?" Su Ruirui stopped in his tracks.

"Yes, wood girl is going to take the official ship back to Shu Province!" He was afraid that he had already left the borders of the Xiangyang.

Su Ruirui's pupils constricted as he looked at his coldly with a merciless gaze.

"Prepare the horse!"

He snatched the reins from the hands of the stableboy, jumped onto the horse, and lashed out with the whip. The horse, in pain, shot out like an arrow from a bow.

"Your highness, your highness!" When Fan Yingde rushed to the stable, he only managed to eat the grass that was sent flying when the horses galloped.

"Quick, guard, follow him quickly!" Fan Yingde anxiously pulled his horse out from the stable and climbed up, while shouting, he chased after them.

"Giddy up!" On a street in Xiangyang, the people who were sleeping soundly were woken up by the sound of the hooves of the horses. Before they even had the chance to curse, the clear sound of the horses' hooves had already traveled far away, causing the people who were woken up to think that they were dreaming. Following that, the thundering sound of horses' hooves could be heard once again, and they quickly disappeared...

Su Ruirui used both of his big hands to pull on the reins. He couldn't wait for the horse to reach the Xiangyang Pier with just a jump.

He didn't know how many booths he had knocked over in the morning, nor did he know if he had bumped into anyone. He only had one thought in his mind, hurry up, even faster, I must get there in time.

Xiangyang Pier was bustling with noise and excitement in the morning light. Had he finally arrived? Which official ship was she on? When Su Ruirui arrived at the head of the horse and suddenly reined it in, the horse whinnied in pain as it raised its front legs. Su Ruirui tightly held onto the horse's body as he looked around the many boats with his heartless eyes, hoping that the familiar figure would appear, but unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed!

Mu Rousang had finally returned on the official ship. He looked at the ship flying back and forth across the Xiangyang River, the morning light shining on the river with golden specks of light, did he hear the sorrowful cries from the bottom of his heart? Those specks of golden light were the tears that welled up from the bottom of his heart! It was crying …. Su Ruirui's love died under the power of the imperial family …

"Good morning, Your Highness!" Yang Zixuan waved his fan lightly and casually walked in front of him.

Su Ruirui sat on his horse and looked down at him in silence. He quickly withdrew the weakness in his heart, and straightened his broad and broad back, constantly reminding himself that he was the Duke of Xiangyang, the third son of the current Emperor. As the son of the Emperor, he should be proud of his noble bloodline, and shouldn't show weakness in front of others! Especially in front of Yang Zixuan!

Yang Zixuan also stopped his sloppy character and said seriously: "Alright! Before San'er left, she said that she left a letter in your room. If you go back too late, I'm afraid … "

"Giddy up!" Without waiting for him to finish, Su Ruirui used his strength to pull on the horse rope. The big Ferghana Horse raised its front hooves and screamed, and then turned and ran towards the direction of the Duke Palaces, its powerful rear hooves kicking on the stone floor causing a layer of dirt to splash onto Yang Zixuan's clothes.

"Young Master!" Xiao Tong looked at him worriedly.

Yang Zixuan sighed as he looked down at his dirty clothes, and said: "It's a good thing that I didn't wear Xiao Sangsang's clothes today, otherwise, my heart would have died from the pain!"

Xiao Tong suddenly realised that he was worrying over nothing.

Seeing him roll his eyes, and then raise his head and disappear into the crowd, Su Ruirui's eyes became complicated, and after a while, he said: "He feels uncomfortable, and has no face to admit his loss, I will allow him to use his temper once!"

As a member of the royal family, Su Ruirui enjoyed the supreme rights of being a member of the royal family.

Su Ruirui did not know that Yang Zixuan had seen through the secrets in his heart, and was on his horse at the moment. As the cold wind blew by quickly, Fan Yingde and the guards rode behind him, and no matter what he wanted to do, the people following him would follow behind resolutely, regardless of the rain or the rain!

As Fan Qing De followed behind him, he could clearly feel the temperature around him decreasing. The summer morning sunlight was not enough to resist the cold current, Su Ruirui returned to the Duke Palaces with a cold face, bypassed the Main yard s of the Royal Consort and directly barged into Mu Rousang's courtyard.

After entering her room, she saw a letter placed on the Eight Immortals Table. It was written: King [1].

Su Ruirui stood there holding the letter for a long time, until Fan Yingde thought that he had become a statue, then heard a sigh that seemed to come from the ancient times, followed by the sound of paper ripping.

Su Ruirui lowered his head and read the letter, only to see that it was written as follows:

Prince:

When you opened this letter, I had already left long ago. You and I met each other in the middle of the mountains and plains, next to the Xiangyang River, when the corner of our dresses fluttered in the wind, sounds of happiness could be heard from beneath the peach blossom tree.

Remembering how you taught me how to ride a horse, and how you first broke into my house, I can't help but lament that you broke your relationship with me, that the silkworm had just awoken, and that the leaves of the mulberry trees were broken.

In the blink of an eye, you and I will eventually turn into a lump of dirt, never forgetting the past.

The Xiangyang was like a dream and a flower. In this world, only a few years had passed, but the flowers that bloomed on his fingers would eventually become a grave. It was lamentable that things in life were never going to go as planned, and in the end, everything was just a dream.

I often looked at Tian'er, the bird spread its wings and flew high, and thought that I was just a village girl, who was already used to hoeing and making fields in the morning, just as the bird was used to flying high, but wanted to live the kind of life of hugging the sun to the treetops, raising the tent late in the spring, leaning on the window to straighten up the clouds, laughing at the painting.

The grudges between the two of us are right and wrong, just like the flowing Xiangyang River.

I hope that you will be safe and sound in your life.

Mu Rousang

Book In the King's Mansion

Su Ruirui held the letter tightly, he felt as if his heart had been cut into pieces, his liver and intestines had been sliced into pieces, and a man's tears were flowing down his cheeks, but he was not truly hurt.

"Did I make a mistake?" His eyes were red as he muttered to himself.

Fan Yingde was extremely pained by his young master, and only replied: "Master, you are Long Zi, you're not an ordinary person!"

"Dragon?" A faintly discernible trace of sarcasm touched the corner of his mouth. As a dragon, he had too many shackles and helplessness. It was a heavy shackle that caused him to be unable to breathe.

"Yes, Master. This servant knows that you are feeling terrible inside. I just hope that Master can consider the overall situation. For the sake of the subordinates who have been following you for the past few years, please reconsider and take action!" Fan Yingde clenched his teeth, endured the pain in his heart, but he didn't mean what he said.

He was Long Zi. If he didn't fight, then where would his subordinates go?! If he didn't fight, he would only end up being grinded to death by a brother in a position of power. Since ancient times, the imperial family would never have any kinship with him.

"Master, I'm not willing!" Su Ruirui sat down dejectedly. Was it really that bad of a person? His gaze slowly landed on that thin piece of paper. It was as depressing as water …

Fan Yingde lowered his head and maintained his composure by the side.

Furthermore, Yang Zixuan stayed in Xiangyang for another two days. Seeing that Su Ruirui had still not made a move, he packed his luggage and brought Xiao Tong back to the capital.

After travelling for nearly a month, Yang Zixuan finally brought one of the caravans to the foot of the capital.

"Young Master, are we really not going home?" Xiao Tong was very nervous.

Yang Zixuan leaned on the soft pillow, reached out to pick at his ear and said impatiently, "Xiao Tong, you have already asked this question no less than ten times."

Xiao Tong said uneasily: "But Master Hou will definitely know that you returned back to the capital!"

"So we have to go to the Office of the Crown Prince first!" At the beginning of the year, Yang Zixuan dug a big hole for Marquis of Loyalty. When he had just settled the matter of the marriage, Marquis of Loyalty had already sent someone to deliver a letter to him quickly.

"Young Master, you want to ask for Mister's help?" Xiao Tong was extremely suspicious of those people.

However, Yang Zixuan shook his head and said: "We cannot get them to help us, but we can first pay a visit to these gentlemen. We can first put up a sign that your young master has returned, and then prepare some gifts that we brought back from the Western Regions.