Clear and Muddy Loss of Love (MTL) (1)

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Qi Yan came to the study alone, relieved with relief.

I don't know why, she felt a little uneasy. After thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't find the reason ...

Qiu Ju ordered 220 pieces of silver and found a box. Then he took out a part of his own money and put it in a purse. He went to Chuntao's room in his arms.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

"Spring peach? Are you in there?"

"……come in."

Qiu Ju entered the room and saw Chun Tao sitting on the bed wiping her tears. The tears that finally managed to stop broke again, and she put the box on the table and sat next to the bed: "The box contains two hundred and twenty grains of silver together with your stature ..."

Weeping came to an abrupt end, and Chuntao stared at Qiuju, "What did you say?"

Qiuju wiped her tears: "His Royal Highness, letting you be free and giving you a settle for home. For us slaves like this family, it is already a grace that I would never dream of."

Chuntao still stared at Qiuju, and those swollen apricot eyes could not see the sadness and joy: "You said, Your Highness sent me away?"

Qiuju took Chuntao's hand and hesitated for a long time and said softly: "Sei Weng loses his horse and knows that he is not blessed. You can go out of temper to avoid a big mess. Come to the place with a message and let me know you are safe."

Chuntao murmured, "I haven't done anything like eating and chewing the tongue. If I do, it will make me stubborn. It **** from the inside out!"

Qiuju quickly covered Chuntao's mouth, tears shed, and said sadly: "His Highness is now grown up, and is already Your Highness who can stand alone in the Grand Marriage Government. I have told you earlier that I can't take the former set Treat Her Royal Highness. She is our master. We respect her and love her. It's all right! You can't control her any more. You are in the wind. You think ... "Qiu Ju didn't finish, but Chun Tao had a rare epiphany.

She smiled bitterly: It turned out that Her Royal Highness was annoying herself.

Yeah, she's grown up now.

With majesty, it's no longer the pink-sculpted milk dumplings that used to feed the little ones who eat themselves ...

Chun Tao laughed, tears dropped down, it turned out that she had lost her identity.

But myself, I always feel that Your Highness is still young.

Afraid of her injury, worried that she was sick and lingering for so many years, it was finally annoying.

"Sister Qiuju."

"I am here."

"I want to stay for a while."

"Okay, I'll get you a long-distance carriage ..."

"Thanks a lot."

Chuntao came to the table, opened the money bag, poured the broken silver and a few kinds of jewelry on the table, and opened the box again: the silver ingot code was neat and neat, and there was a piece of yellowed paper on it.

I wrote my own eight birthday characters on the paper, which belonged to the former style, as well as my own small handprint ...

As long as you take this deed to the government, you can eliminate your slavery, and you will be a person of identity in the future.

Chuntao laughed, tearing up the horrendous documents of many slaves ...

Qiu Ju called for a spacious carriage, and the driver also filed a record in the government, and was an honest man who traveled long distances.