Xiang Zhuyuan stood in Xiaoqi's yard wearing a single dress, looking at the people in the cage, and reassured that he was tied up.

Looking at him, the prince's stadium was the most cruel. He could survive in it for two years. Two cages and five chains were considered the highest honor: "I still say the same thing. Since Miss Seven brought you back, you will be the person in this yard from now on. Mr. Jing, a young concubine who was transferred, has been raised as a legitimate son. Your biological mother doesn't know at all. Are you willing? Think about it carefully..."

Xiang Xinci opened the window, her long hair scattered, and looked at the two people in the yard with great interest: "Brother, why are you trying?"

Xiang Zhuyuan looked at her and then looked at the person in the cage: "Miss Seven lacks a guard around her. I won't tell you about kindness, we'll talk about exchanges. Besides, if she doesn't go out, you can follow me to do things." This is also a trap, Xinci has a time when she doesn't go out.

Xiang Xinci put his chin on his chin and sighed silently. If he had known it, he would have been in vain.

When Xiang Xinci saw his elder brother looking over, he immediately gave him a little love for him.

"Go to sleep." Xiang Zhuyuan patted the cage again before leaving.

In the quiet night.

The people's breathing in the cage seemed to slowly merge with the darkness and completely collapsed.

Di Lu, the name that Uncle Di helped him, he did not have the surname Jing, and he would never have the surname!

He didn't know about a long time ago. When he had memories, the people around him told him that his aunt in Liangdu was afraid that her mistress would harm him and forced him to send him to the village. He was also afraid that the village would be unsafe, so he sent him to the countryside directly.

He lived a bad life in the countryside. He was often froze and hungry, was beaten and scolded by people at any time, bullied by his family, and was pushed into the water in winter. Don't throw it on the mountain. He lived a trembling life every time. The woman who took care of him said it was for his own good, and if she couldn't live such a good life in Liangdu.

Until he was seven years old, he pulled out weeds and served the family to eat, drink, defecate and urinate.

Uncle Di later picked him up when he was about to die and took him away.

Uncle Di limped and worked hard, so he spent a lot of money to save him. He was old and it was more difficult to take care of him. But even so, Uncle Di still took on some small jobs and taught some skills for him to study.

That was the happiest time he had ever lived in his life. Without beating and scolding, he could sleep in bed and would not be suddenly kicked up in the middle of the night.

His books were copied by Uncle Di himself, and the paper was only sandy and soil. But when he learned to see Uncle Di happy, he was happy. He worked hard to study hard, and was a book boy for the children of the Youli family, and grind the ink for the husband. He felt that as long as he worked hard, he and Uncle Di would definitely live a good life in the future.

But the good times did not last long. Shuize began to have famines for years. Even the family could not eat food. The wild animals and wild fruits in the mountains were fleeing, and the crops in the fields were not harvested. No one in the court asked about them, and taxes were also increased.

Natural disasters and droughts, corrupt officials were rampant, and everything eroded the already poor land over and over again, allowing the already poor output to be unable to fill the stomach. The people who have lived here for a hundred years left the house, and he also took the elderly Uncle Di to escape with the public.

Along the way, there were hungry gourds everywhere and countless deserted fields. This land seemed to be cursed, and the sky was deserted. It was not as rich as the book said, and it was not as rich as the name here.

Uncle Di said that everything would pass, but Di Lu felt that such large-scale natural disasters and man-made disasters were far from being able to compete with by manpower. There was no rain in spring and dry and hot in summer. Along the way, even the fertile fields used to be had no harvest now, let alone the land that was slightly inferior.

Along the way, Uncle Di fell ill several times. In the most dangerous time, he told him about his guess. Uncle Di said that he was not sure. He was just an old servant of the Jing family. He only vaguely heard the dispute between the aunt and the Marquis of Jing on the day of his birth. It seemed that the aunt had changed her child and was discovered by the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marquis of the Marqui

But soon there was no sound. He felt that he had heard it wrong after drinking some wine. Later, on the way back to his hometown, he picked him up who was lying in the grass and was dying. He doubted that he had resurfaced, but he was still uncertain whether it was true.

But no matter whether it is true or not, when he returns to Beijing, the Jing family will give him a bite of food. After he has eaten, he will run away quickly. Don’t try to think about it. He is weak and will only make people feel that he has ulterior motives. Moreover, if it is true, Aunt Hua will not let him go first.

He didn't care about that, nor did he bother back. He had Uncle Di, and he had a home. He went to the dock to work for medicine money. He worked here for a long time and had no defense at all. He only remembered that night, when the last batch of goods was unloaded, they were given a bowl of water.

When he woke up again, he was blinded, blocked, and brought him on the boat. He was just in the case that he only had money, and the money was handed over to Uncle Di with an intermediary. Even if he was arrested, his wages would be sent to Uncle Di, and Uncle Di could buy medicine.

After running a few more times but having no results, he was sold to this rich land that seemed unreal and could not see the sufferings of the world.

This is a place that has been described countless times in the book, but is far more glorious than in the book. But there is no Uncle Di here.

He struggled and ran away. At first, those people deliberately played tricks, allowing the weak and young people to see them and escape, and then caught them and beat them up.

After repeated repeated, even though the door was open, they did not run away.

Is the days that followed? Di Lu didn't know, he only knew that he wanted to live, and he looked at Uncle Di as he lived.

But the facts joked with him again and again. The place he went to later, let alone escape, could not even be clever.

Over the years, he almost forgot what suffering is, what is the future, and what is his name? 358 ​​has been called for a long time, and he seems to have called this one, so he didn't have a name.

Are those people dead? They originally planned to escape together, but those people saw that he was arrested and worried that he would like all the people who disappeared silently, so they acted in advance. I am afraid they would all die!

Di Lu looked at the moonlight quietly, holding his palms locked in chains tightly, ridiculously what qualifications he has, and separated.

No matter how far ahead, there is no future. Even if they hadn't rushed out now, he wouldn't have been cut into a gun.

He had never thought about how to go back to Jing's house. He just wanted to go back to Uncle Di, or take a look at the brothers again.

The signal came from outside the wall in the early morning. It was not loud and it was even ignored at first, but then it was shocked: those people were in my hands.

The knocking sound disappeared after repeated twice.

Di Lu lay down again and suddenly wanted to laugh. He wanted to conquer him for the people upstairs. It seemed that it was not only Prince Xiang and Master Xiang who were the ones who wanted to conquer him.

Morning light is like wine, and it has been brewed into fragrance for a long time.

Xiang Xinci stretched out her waist and narrowed her eyes facing the sun.

"morning."

"morning."

Xiang Xinci looked at the servant who was greeting each other, moved her waist left and right, lifted her legs and stretched them for a while, and took a deep breath: "Jiao Ying."

"Ah." A light sound rang out. Jiao Ying was already sitting under the vine tree, his fingers resting on the strings, and the sound rang out slowly.

The heart of the neck is as kind as a bird falling into a small area, the long skirt is like a curtain, and the figure is like a flowing stream, dancing slowly in the morning light.

The music sounds like the clear lake water. She is a crane playing with fish in the morning. She is like a painting, with a graceful figure, and graceful gracefulness, not like the real world on earth.

Di Lu looked at her and also at the busy people in the garden, such a peaceful and luxurious morning.

Suddenly, she jumped gently, at the end of the piano, like a crane in the distance, stretching her feathers and turning into feathers and returning.

Di Lu saw the Yaochi Tower in a vague way, a corner of the clouds in the fairyland. After she fell back, it completely closed and could not dissipate.

Xiang Xinci fell speechlessly on the railing: "Ah... she performed abnormally, I felt that her waist was going to become rigid..."

Aunt Qin immediately stepped forward and coaxed her: "Miss is so attentive. Miss. I just started practicing. Just practice more." After the first ten days of recovery, there was such a result. What else do you want? It's so prosperous from the beginning, what do you think.

"Didn't dance well..."

Jiao Ying also came over: "It's great, it's because the lady has asked me so well."

Xiang Xinci, whose head was falling, just met the person in the cage. He instantly straightened his waist and looked over against the railing.

Di Lu also looked at her.

Xiang Xinci blinked and moved his arms: "Let him loosen his ties."

"The master said—" Aunt Qin only opened her head, then lowered her head, and asked someone to use the key to unlock the lock inside.

Xiang Xinci stopped looking at him and bent his waist again: "I have to practice back."

No one paid attention to her, everyone was quietly watching the people in the cage.

The pair of temporary transfers were people who also looked at the cage.

The outermost cage is opened.

The cage inside was opened.

Di Lu seemed to move for a moment, but didn't seem to move.
Chapter completed!