The ruthless prince and the enchanting concubine

Chapter 48
His heart sank, but his face smiled slightly, and said: "A Jin, you and Miss Leng are getting married soon, and the Ai family has something to give you, I hope you can love each other forever."

She said to Fu Yuan: "Go, fetch those jadeite mandarin ducks."

Fu Yuan retreated in response to the sound, and soon she came out with a brocade box in her hand, the brocade box was exquisite and extraordinary, and a pair of jasper mandarin ducks in the box were flawless, extremely rare emerald products.

Nangong Jin smiled and said: "In the past, the queen mother gave my son the red blood jade, and now I want to give my son an emerald mandarin duck. It really took so much pains. My son is very grateful."

Who would have known that he exchanged a sword wound and a city for that scarlet blood jade ring, and now what would she want him to exchange for this emerald mandarin duck?

In this woman's heart, after all, there is no such son as him.

His eyes dimmed, and he glanced at Ning Yan.

Ning Yan smiled knowingly, stood up in such a tacit understanding, and said: "The empress dowager is so hardworking, the daughter of the people thanked you on behalf of the prince."

She saluted and took the brocade box presented by Fu Yuan.

Although a table of meals was carefully prepared, they seldom moved their chopsticks. The three of them had their own thoughts and plans. What was supposed to be a happy family dinner turned out to be so thrilling and step-by-step.

After leaving the palace, Nangong Jin and Ning Ningyan shared a carriage and headed for Jing'an Palace.

In the carriage, Nangong Jin closed her eyes and rested her mind, while Ning Ningyan lay by the window, looking at the bustling street scene outside. Sometimes, the bustle doesn't need to be participated in personally, as long as watching from a distance is enough.

After a long time, Nangong Jin suddenly said, "I'm allergic to crabs, you already knew?"

If she didn't know, she wouldn't have reacted so quickly at that time.

It's just that he was curious about when this woman started paying attention to his preferences.

Ning Yan didn't move her eyes, she still looked out of the window, and replied casually: "I know everything about your preferences and habits."

"Oh?" Nangong Jin opened her eyes, showing a hint of playfulness, and pulled her into her arms, saying: "Is it possible that my position in your heart is so important, so important that every one of my preferences can make you feel happy?" learn by heart?"

His breath enveloped her surroundings again, and the scene from last night involuntarily resurfaced, Ning Yan's cheeks became hot, and she reflexively wanted to push him away.

But he hugged him even tighter, so that she couldn't see his expression clearly at this time, and there was another silence. She could only feel each other's breathing and heartbeat, and could only feel the bursts of warmth coming from the skirt.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly said in a deep voice: "Yan'er, I heard that your mother passed away very early, is it true?"

"Yeah." She responded, feeling a faint pain in her heart.

He asked again: "Do you still remember her appearance? How did she treat you? When you saw her, did you feel an indescribable happiness and security?"

She thought about it, and said quietly: "I was only seven years old when my mother left. Now that I think about it, I don't remember many things, but I still remember some things clearly. For example, she will cook herself She cooks red bean porridge for me, and she also likes to be a maid. She makes my clothes and shoes stitch by stitch. Stand in front of me..."

Her voice is a little hoarse, because these memories can never be reproduced, they will always be just a kind of memory. In a person's life, the position of mother is immeasurable!
Nangong Jin's heart hurts. His mother is still there, but he has never experienced what Ning Ningyan said. His mother defined his life very early on. In this life, I can only be the shadow of Nangong Huan.

What is maternal love, he doesn't know, doesn't know.

As if feeling Nangong Jin's violent and rapid heartbeat, Ning Yan raised her eyes and looked at Nangong Jin. There was actually a kind of injury in his eyes.

She stroked his brow and said, "Jin, you hate her, don't you?"

"Yes! I hate her!" Nangong Jin said decisively, paused, and then said, "Yan'er, you know, it's not me who likes to eat crabs, but her eldest son—Nangong Huan!"

Ning Ningyan was startled, that's why he had such a cold and stern expression when he saw the plate of braised crab in oil.

At this time, the carriage happened to pass by the center of the imperial capital, and to the east was the Prince Jing'an Mansion.Suddenly there was an urge to let this man go home with such hurt and bitterness!
She shouted to Chang Xin outside: "Chang Xin, stop!"

The carriage stopped quickly, and Nangong Jin looked at her suspiciously, not understanding what she was going to do.

But she took his hand and said, "Jin, do you believe me?"

He was taken aback for a moment, as if hesitating, but in the end he didn't deny it.

Ning Ningyan smiled and said, "Since you believe it, follow me!"

As she spoke, she took off the jade crown on his head and the priceless accessories on his waist, then casually picked up a robe that Chang Xin had outside the carriage, and said, "Put it on."

He was shocked, but curious.He changed his clothes without asking any questions.

Ning Ningyan propped her chin to look at it, and said with a smile: "Jin, you have a natural air of a king in your ordinary clothes!"

Nangong Jin smiled lightly, he was actually very happy to hear her words.

After getting out of the carriage, Ning Yan said to Chang: "I'm going to relax with the prince, you go back first."

Chang Xin's eyes were a little worried, but when he looked at Nangong Jin, he saw a hint of acquiescence in his eyes, so he could only nod his head, and drove the carriage quickly.

Ning Ningyan first took Nangong Jin for a walk around the street, but no one recognized Nangong Jin's identity, and it was the same. How could ordinary people know the true face of King Jing'an in Lushan?Besides, without those rare and rare status symbols, no one would notice him.Even if he felt a little familiar, he just shook his head, thinking that he was delusional.

Ning Ningyan snickered, and said, "Jin, don't you have a different feeling when you just walk on the street in obscurity without shouting and hugging?"

"Yeah, it feels real," he said.

With the halo of King Jing'an, fear, respect, and flattery followed... But how much of that was true?
"Let's go, Yan'er take the prince to a place." Ning Yan pulled him forward, and after a while, he came to a relatively deserted street. Although the street was deserted, the people walking looked like martial arts practitioners. people.

Nangong Jin's expression froze, but remained calm.

(End of this chapter)