Chapter three hundred and thirteen face alone
Because Yu Moqing went to Chunhua Tower early to deal with Xing Tianyao, and knew that the people sent by the palace were still waiting at the door of Yu's mansion, he asked Lian Shuo to take the car back to Yu's mansion first and then walk out of the main gate.
In order to fulfill the lies that fooled the palace ladies just now, she specially changed into a dark purple dress, covered her veil, and walked towards the palace with a light cough.
Before getting on the bus, she remembered something and ordered: "Lien Shuo, knowing you can contact your young master. Remember to tell him that he must not stay in the capital soon, and it is best to stay away from the people in the palace... Also, remember to send disciples to Dongcheng to intercept a group of people. They were dressed in cloth clothes and had a token of the Passing Liu'an on their waists... Remember to live, in case they slaughter themselves..."
"Yes." Although Lian Shuo answered simply, he also asked Yu Moqing's decision. After all, since Yu Moqing met the young master three years later, most of the matter would be discussed with the young master first. This time he entered the palace and only knew that he would not stay near the capital?
"Master...that...youth...youth's matter...can you tell Lian Shuo the reason..." Lian Shuo couldn't help but ask.
"Just do it." Yu Moqing replied with four words lightly, chuckled, as if nothing had ever been born, and turned around and got on the carriage in the palace.
She also saw the confusion in Lian Shuo's eyes, but this time she couldn't reveal too much.
Indeed, according to her past temperament, she would be impatient to find Yongye to discuss plans with him to deal with the dangerous situation that might be born. But this time it was different. She knew too well that the Zhao royal family disliked the people in the martial arts world. Even if Emperor Shengwu praised Yongye, it could not guarantee that they would be kind to Yongye. After all, Emperor Shengwu still had doubts about Yu Moqing. Yongye was exposed in the case of the prince, and now it was involved in the palace of the harem. Yu Moqing would never let Yongye take risks again.
Sitting in the gorgeous carriage, there was a dazzling array of royal luxury and exquisiteness. But even such a gorgeous carriage failed to make Yu Moqing feel good. She remembered that everything started from leaving the prime minister's mansion three years ago, and that it was a big tree that protected her.
She did not forget that it was because she left Yu's husband and wife, and no one would think about her anymore, so the prince had an opportunity. But she met Yongye again, the person who never wanted to tell her too much but always helped her. She did not forget that in order to leave Yu Moqing the evidence of the prince's rebellion, Yongye almost died in the fire. This time, he blocked Yueshu's knife for her in the Yu's ancestral hall. Even if Yongye never hurts in her mouth, her heart would hurt.
She couldn't help but sigh whether she had any physical constitution or was in a desperate situation. As long as Yongye appeared, it was for her, she would always encounter unexpected problems.
She didn't want to, she wouldn't let anything happen again. She didn't want Yongye to be injured by the thorns around her, nor did she want Yongye to suffer the pain she encountered. This time she had to face it alone, she wanted to remove all the thorns around her and then approach Yongye again.
She is not the girl who needed the protection of a big tree back then. She has been destined to walk this path alone by herself since she lost her elder brother, from rebirth, from wandering, and when she was displaced, she has to take up her weapons and resist. Anyone she has moved and the one she is reluctant to leave can only protect them in her own way, so as not to expand and erode them.
Taking a deep breath, the car body had already started to move. Yu Moqing leaned back gently and quietly waited for the carriage to drive towards the imperial city.
When approaching the palace gate, Yu Moqing lifted a corner of the curtain and looked at it. The sky was almost dim, while the red walls and green tiles were illuminated by a prosperous light, but there was lonely loneliness in the light. After all, this was a pursuit of imperial power. How many bones and ashes were buried in the huge imperial city to pave the imperial road with flowers?
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