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075. Can you forgive me?

When the lights come on, Luoyang City seems to be shrouded in a layer of colorful mist.

The lights in Juxianke are brilliant, obviously the business is very good.

Yuchi Pingting was leaning on the balcony on the second floor and looking out, the outline of the mountain peaks in the distance flickered, as if a meteor fell occasionally, Yuchi Pingting didn't notice it.Yuchi Pingting didn't know what was wrong with her. Why did so many things happen when she came back to Luoyang City this time? Most importantly, she seemed to be trapped in these prosperous things. What about this sad and melancholy feeling?

"Mom, what are you looking at? It's been a long time." Momo asked while fiddling with a gadget.

"No, mother is just... thinking about something."

"Mom, what's the matter with you and Daddy? After returning to the room at noon, you took me back to Juxianke in a panic. What happened?" Momo seemed very dissatisfied that Yuchi Pingting didn't tell him the reason.

"It's nothing, it's just that mother doesn't want to live there anymore..." Yuchi Pingting didn't know what to say to her son.

"Mother, did daddy make you angry?" Mo Mo asked, her round face was full of curiosity.

"Okay, son, don't worry about mother."

"It must be, otherwise you wouldn't have told Uncle Fu that you would miss everyone who came to Prince Hui's mansion when you came back." Mo Mo said with a small mouth.

Yuchi Pingting did not speak. Indeed, it was not her style to be so angry and irritable. Her emotions should not be affected.

"Boss." Juxianke's buddy Ah Fu came up and said, "That young master has been standing downstairs for a long time..."

Yuchi Pingting squinted at Nangong Feiran who was standing not far from Juxianke's gate. He was dressed in sable fur, but his tall body was exceptionally clear in the night, and his hair fluttered gently with the evening wind.That figure, at this moment, seems so lonely, lonely, and strange.

"Don't worry about him, go get busy." Yuchi Pingting ordered.

Ah Fu turned and left, and Mo Mo also took the opportunity to follow him down.

"Momo, come back." Yuchi Pingting shouted.

"Mother, Daddy will freeze if he stands outside." Mo Mo pouted.

"No one asked him to stand outside, he was just being sentimental." Yuchi Pingting looked indifferent.

"But, mother, you must be feeling uncomfortable." Mo Mo said, coming over and opening his little hands, asking Yuchi Pingting to hug him.

"Good boy," Yuchi Pingting picked up her son and said, "I don't feel bad seeing you." She kissed Mo Mo's cheek and went back to the room.

Nangong Feiran wanted to chase Yuchi Pingting after he came out of the Guanhe Pavilion, but he didn't know how to say it. It was the first time that he, who was always stable, was confused because of a woman. He was hesitating in the room when he suddenly heard Yuchi Pingting Xiaotao, the maidservant, came to report that Yuchi Pingting had led Mo Mo away.

At that moment, Nangong Feiran suddenly felt uncomfortable like being cut by a knife. The softest place in the heart of this ruthless god of war seemed to be severed with a knife.Nangong Feiran didn't hesitate anymore, and immediately chased after him, but the assistant said that Yuchi Pingting didn't see anyone from Prince Hui's residence.

With his own identity and ability, it is not difficult for Nangong Feiran to break in to see Yuchi Pingting, but he knows that with Yuchi Pingting's temper, unless she decides to see him, there will be no result.

Nangong Feiran was like a stubborn child, standing there the whole time when he couldn't get what he wanted, waiting for Yuchi Pingting, his slender figure didn't seem to move at all.

"Mother, daddy is still down there." Momo kept going back and forth between the balcony and the room.He really wanted to go down and hug his father, but he knew that would make Yuchi Pingting unhappy, so he kept checking to see if his father was gone, and then told her in Yuchi Pingting's room on the runway, hoping that mother would soften her heart and change her mind to see her father.

But Yuchi Pingting seemed determined, she just concentrated on reading, and seemed to turn a deaf ear to Mo Mo's words.

And this night, Nangong Feiran and Yuchi Pingting were not the only ones who had trouble falling asleep.

Hua Ningmou was alone in the courtyard drinking wine against the moon.

"Auntie, it's getting late, you'd better go to bed early." The maid Yulan said.

"Rest? Without a son, how can I rest at ease?" Hua Ningmou felt as if she had knocked over a five-flavored bottle. Logically speaking, she succeeded in letting Yuchi Pingting see the good deeds between her and Nangong Feiran according to her own plan. , but she never expected that Yuchi Pingting would be so calm and disdainful, and Nangong Feiran would be so abnormally agitated.

When she heard the news that Yuchi Pingting had left, she was really happy for a while, thinking that Mrs. Beixiang's words were really good. Since the emperor bestowed marriage to the son, she should let her withdraw voluntarily, and let a The way for a woman to give up on a man is to let her see him with other women...

So she asked her cousin Song Jingyun to buy Hehexiang, and put it in her purse. She and Nangong Feiran came to the lotus viewing pavilion first, and then took out the purse sachet for Nangong Feiran to smell. The plan went smoothly. It was exactly as expected, and even when Yuchi Pingting came in, it was just right.But, why is it like this now, she doesn't have any joy of success, Nangong Feiran looked at her with eyes full of anger and disappointment, making all her pride disappear.

Especially when she heard that the prince was going after Yuchi Pingting, her heart was broken bit by bit.

"Auntie, don't drink any more, you've already drank a lot, just be careful." Yulan reminded.

At this moment, a man ran in hastily, and this person was Song Jingyun.

"Cousin, where is the crown prince? Is he still there?" Hua Ningmou couldn't wait to ask when Song Jingyun came back.She and Song Jingyun are considered master and servant in front of outsiders, but they are still cousins ​​in private.

"Cousin, don't think about it, go to bed early." Song Jingyun said a little darkly, seeing his cousin so sad, he also felt a little distressed.

"Cousin, has the prince been outside Juxianke's door all this time?" Hua Ning's voice trembled, and tears seemed to glisten in her eyes.

"Yeah." Song Jingyun nodded and said, "The prince has been standing outside, and that woman doesn't seem to want to see him."

"What kind of seductive magic did that woman use to fascinate the son so much?" Hua Ning's eyes burst into flames of jealousy.

"Cousin, don't worry, the son will go out tomorrow, and this expedition will definitely last for a month or two. Since she won't see the son, it would be better. When you come back from the expedition, you must see the son first. As time goes by , the prince will naturally be indifferent to her, and that proud woman will leave in a sensible way, the position of prince concubine will be yours sooner or later." Song Jingyun comforted.

In the bedroom of the eleventh prince, Nangong Quanhe hosted a banquet in honor of his eldest grandson Wuque.

"Why is this banquet today?" Changsun Wuque was a little puzzled, because someone in the court today mentioned the matter of setting up a prince. It is obvious that the Eighth Prince Party is more hopeful. The first prince seems to be in a particularly good mood now.

"Brother grandson, I have something to ask." The eleventh prince said, but there was no distress on his face.

"Among you and me, why are you still so divided? Let's just talk about it." Changsun Wuque was a little puzzled.

"Listen to me slowly." The eleventh prince paused and continued: "The army will go out tomorrow, and after two months, they will return victorious. Nangong Feiran, at that time, I'm afraid I won't even have the chance to speak." A sly smile flashed across the face of the Eleventh Prince, and then he said: "I want you to help me, but within these two months, don't let me I know that the emperor has heard some bad rumors about me, and he likes the eighth prince who is as gentle as jade. If the prince is established at this time, the emperor will definitely establish him, so I want you to find a way to make him Uncle Guo will stop those who call for the establishment of a prince in the court, and I will also let the queen and aunt speak more good things about me in front of the emperor, as long as the army returns, everything will come to fruition." Nangong Quanhe showed a confident smile on his face .

"With the help of my father and the queen, it is possible to not set up a prince during the army's expedition, but you have to tell me whether you are sure about this matter." Changsun Wuque no longer believes that his will always cause trouble Good friends.

"Haha, Wucai, I'm afraid you will thank me when the time comes." Nangong Quanhe laughed so hard that it made people feel a little creepy.

"Can you speak clearly once and for all, don't let me guess again." Changsun Wuque didn't know what he was going to do.

"If Nangong Feiran can come back alive during this expedition, haha, then I will hand over the position of crown prince to the Eighth Prince. If he won't come back alive, then you will have another chance to pursue that pungent woman." Nangong Quan He said and blinked at Changsun Wuque.

"What? You said that Nangong Feiran will die this time?" Changsun Wuque was a little surprised: "Didn't you say that you will suppress this time? Isn't it just some southern barbarian thieves, not a regular army, even if it is a regular army, then Nangong Feiran might not necessarily die on the battlefield, could it be?" Changsun Wuque was taken aback by his own thoughts.

"Haha, that's right, the enemy really can't hurt him, but I sent someone who he didn't think of to do this matter, even if that person misses, Nangong Feiran can come back alive, then I have a bigger crime, etc. look at him." Changsun Wuque said fiercely: "He is dead anyway, if he comes back, he will definitely regret that he didn't die on the battlefield!"

Changsun Wuque didn't speak, just drank a glass of wine silently, and then said meaningfully: "I hope this time, there will be no mistakes."