Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1264 The pit is 251 meters deep, mother
Here is the Yang Palace, there is a big yurt.

It is tall and gorgeous, consisting of three inside, three outside, and three inside, a total of nine floors, made of piles.The structure is novel and complicated, and it also symbolizes power and wealth.With the addition of some attached small yurts, it becomes a defensive barrel shape, forming the residence of Princess Ayigu.

This is a completely different feature of Harahelin and Lin'an, Bianjing and other southern places.Even members of the royal family can live in Han houses or yurts according to their preferences.In Harahelin, there are even some westernized buildings.It can be said that this is a wonderful place that integrates multi-ethnic and multi-species.

Just like the wonderful princess Ayigu——

This is the most powerful woman in Beimeng.

Some people say that she is as vicious as a snake and scorpion, while others say that she is kind, kind, beautiful and generous, and she is the brightest pearl in Beimeng.

As we all know, the first emperor loved the princesses very much, and his compassion was never less than that of the prince. Even, because his daughter was less disciplined and demanding than his son, he was pleasing to the eye no matter how he looked at it.Therefore, the princesses of Beimeng are all arrogant and domineering.

And Princess Ayigu is the best among them. She is good at literature and martial arts, and has a talent.

then.

Ayigu has become a symbol of Beimeng.

A woman among women is admired by everyone.

Of course.

The Yeyang Palace, which was supposed to be bustling and noisy, was very quiet at this moment.There also seemed to be a tense atmosphere frozen in the air.

Since the new emperor ascended the throne, the situation in Beimeng seems to be peaceful, but there are hidden torrents. No one knows when another bloody storm will break out.Therefore, everyone in the game must be cautious, especially in the Yeyang Palace, which is in the whirlpool.

On the coffee table, there is curling green tea.

On the Luohan chair, covered with a soft blanket, Ayigu reclined, with a delicate face and a lazy posture, graceful and gentle.Maybe it wasn't for the sharp knife-point color in her eyes, she could hardly see anything about her displeasure with the uninvited guest sitting across from her.

"The prime minister's concerns, I have already known. The prime minister's concerns, I have also accepted. But in troubled times, in order to avoid more troubles, the prime minister should please go back."

On the opposite side of her Arhat chair, the person sitting is Namuhan, the great prime minister of Beimeng.He glanced around at all the Chinese-style furniture in the yurt, frowned, and didn't answer questions.

"When did the princess fall in love with these things?"

Ayigu is a staunch Beimeng advocate, and has a strong resistance to the Han culture that has invaded strongly in recent years, but the newly replaced furniture shows that her mood is slowly changing.

Namhan's doubts are justified.

But it doesn't mean that Ayigu will sell him.

"This is a private matter of the palace."

A lukewarm word is enough to make Namuhan retreat.

But the prime minister did not leave.

Looking at Ayigu, there was a slight gentleness on his slightly wrinkled face, which was an expression that was rarely found on his face.And the relationship between him and Ayigu does not seem to be as alienated as Ayigu has shown.

At least for her as a princess, Namuhan didn't show any fear, nervousness... and didn't even compliment her too much.

"Would you not let me see Su He when he comes back?"

Ayigu's complexion changed slightly.

Putting down the teacup, she raised her eyes and looked directly at him, her posture was a little stiff, but her tone was still plain.

"Heh, why is it so difficult for the Prime Minister to meet Su He? Khan will hold a banquet in the Wan'an Palace later, and he will definitely invite the Prime Minister. Why does the Prime Minister forcefully intervene here and disturb my mother and son's reunion?"

There was a flash of shadow in Namuhan's eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "The princess really wants to be so heartless?"

Ayigu pursed the corners of his lips, full of displeasure.

"The prime minister asked for it. Don't let me kick someone out!"

Namuhan smiled lightly, "Suhe will be here soon. What's the matter if I meet him? Anyway, I'm his..."

"Namuhan!" Ayigu's expressionless face, which he had practiced a long time ago, finally showed a slight crack.

Staring fixedly at Namuhan, she tightly squeezed the teacup with her fingers, as if she was about to crush it—and crush him too.

"roll!"

When the most powerful eldest princess in the dynasty issued an order to evict guests, who would dare not to leave?

Namuhan got up slowly, hesitating, but he didn't roll away. Instead, he walked in front of her, squatted down slowly, and put his hands gently on her knees. When he looked up at her, his eyes covered with crow's feet, Narrowing his eyes slightly, he seemed to be laughing, but also mocking.

"It's a lot of age, don't get angry. You're not in good health, why should you be angry for an old bastard like me?"

In the blink of an eye, he pointed to several packs of medicine on the coffee table.

"The prescription written by Lu Ji, I specially sent someone to grab the medicine from the best medicine hall in the south. Remember to ask Lan Zhu to boil it for you later. The decoction method is the same as usual, one pack of medicine, three bowls of water, The first frying, time..."

"To shut up!"

Ayigu's hands couldn't stop shaking.

"Didn't you hear what I said?"

"Understood." Namuhan smiled slightly, "I'll get out after I finish. Look, you're still in such a hurry. It seems that you've been reciting those scriptures in vain all these years. You have to hold back in front of the younger generation for a while. Yes, You Qi saw your son, tell him well, don't get angry—"

"My business, my son, don't worry about it." After saying that coldly, Ayigu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Prime Minister, you should worry more about your nephew. My fourth younger brother, going crazy all day to make troubles with Tata Min, has completely embarrassed the Beimeng royal family. You, as an uncle, just look at it like this, and you don't care about it." Xing Guanguan? But you have the mind to take care of the affairs of the palace? And—"

After a slight pause, she smiled.

There was a hint of mockery in the smile, and there was also a flash of sadness that could not be seen, touched, or touched.

"I heard that the day before yesterday, Da Khan rewarded the Prime Minister with a few flower-like girls. You took turns to enjoy them, and the novelty has not yet passed. Why bother to pretend to be here with me, and feel uncomfortable?"

Namuhan listened in a daze, without saying a word.

Finally, Ayigu slowly stretched out a finger, pointing at the curtain door of the yurt.

"Master Prime Minister, let's go, don't send—"

If it is so damaged, it is really enough for a person to drink a pot.

Namuhan smiled wryly, and stood up straight with his knees on his knees, as if he couldn't stand it after squatting for a long time, he swayed a little before he stood still.

Looking at the cold-faced and indifferent princess, she finally sighed weakly.

"Think of it that way."

He took a few steps towards the door, then stopped suddenly, and stared back at her deeply.

"Suhe has returned to Hara and Lin now. Here are some faces in the Yang Palace. The princess should be dismissed, so as not to fall into Suhe's ears and embarrass him."

Ayigu's complexion changed terribly.

She stared at Namuhan, for a long time, that hand went limp, fell on the chair, leaned her body softly, and closed her eyes lightly, as if she suddenly lost her strength, neither yin nor yang Export calmly.

"get out!"

Namhan frowned.

"Ayigu, when did you become like this? Why did you do such a thing that was verbally abused... and insulted yourself?"

Ayigu didn't open his eyes, but laughed miserably, his towering chest kept rising and falling.

"Namuhan, you're asking a strange question. It's been decades? You, me, the people around us, which one hasn't changed? You are changing, everyone is changing, why can't I change? Do you think, Is it easy for a woman like me to live? Just allow your men to hug each other and enjoy the blessings of everyone, and not allow me to find someone to comfort me when I am in pain and lonely? How can there be such a reason in this world!? "

Namhan lowered his head.

Hands and feet are stiff.

He couldn't walk, the door seemed thousands of miles away.

Looking at Ayigu who was losing his composure, his tone was like an eggplant beaten by frost, without the half ruthlessness of the court.

"Ayigu, if God is willing to give me another chance, then I will definitely..." Before he could finish speaking, footsteps suddenly came from outside.

Then, there was a sharp and clear smile, accompanied by a call of "Aniang", Ayigu's youngest son Wu Rigen came in with the curtain lifted.

"Hey, is the Prime Minister here?"

Wu Rigen was about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was a vigorous young man. He wore riding boots and carried a bow and arrow. He glanced at Namhan, then at Ayigu who sat up from the chair in an instant, and walked over with a smile on his face. .

"Aniang, I heard that my eldest brother is back. I'll ride here to meet him for a while. Today I want Aniang to see if his sword is stronger, or my bow and arrow can shoot far—"

Ayigu forced a smile.

"Fool, how can anyone compare this with big brother? Go, sit over there."

"Oh." Wu Rigen stuck out his tongue, hung the bow and arrow on the shelf of the yurt, looked back and saw that Namuhan was still standing there, not on the left, not on the right, he wanted to go, but it was difficult to go, and smiled. Pull up a chair and invite graciously.

"Master Prime Minister, hurry up and sit down. You must have never seen my eldest brother before. I heard that he is the proud disciple of Wizard Nashun. I am very curious, and the Prime Minister is also curious if I want to come. Let's sit and wait together?"

"His Royal Highness——" Namuhan really wanted to stay, but he glanced at Ayigu's calm and dignified face, smiled awkwardly, and waved his hands to say goodbye.

At this time, another report from the attendant came from outside the yurt.

"His Royal Highness, King Jinyin and Wizard Nashun are asking to see you."

There was a moment of tension on Ayigu's face.

It was a kind of little nervousness that she didn't even notice. She hastily stroked her temple hair and straightened her clothes before she straightened herself up and sat up straight.

"Quick, please come in, Your Highness!"

It was rare for Namu that she didn't chase him away, so he stayed cheeky and waited for Xiao Qian and Na Shun to enter the room, so he hurried forward to pay his respects.

"My minister has seen the prince."

Seeing Namhan blocking the door and saluting, Xiao Qian's eyes darkened, he stopped, looked up at Ayigu, and looked sideways at Nashun, his voice was full of seriousness and doubts.

"Mother, Master, this is—?"

Nashun naturally knew Namuhan, but without waiting for his introduction, Ayigu took the lead and said in a lukewarm tone: "My son, this is Prime Minister Namuhan. He came here to give mother some medicine."

She pointed to the medicine bag on the coffee table.

This... is actually an explanation of the incompatibility.

Xiao Qian swept over lightly, but didn't make a sound.

Probably Ayigu also felt that he had talked too much and made the atmosphere awkward, so he held his lips and smiled, pointed at Wu Rigen, and said to Xiao Qian.

"This is your younger brother Wu Rigen. Wu Rigen, don't you miss your elder brother all the time? Why is your elder brother refusing to speak when he is here?"

Wu Rigen was completely dumbfounded.

He stared at Xiao Qian obsessively.

After a long time, he finally let out a breath.

"Aniang, my elder brother looks so cruel! But he frightened my son."

With a giggle, he straightened up again, enthusiastically dragged Xiao Qian to sit down, rubbed his hands, and looked down at the wizard mask on his face, looking eager to try.

"Brother, this mask of yours...can you lend me some fun?"

At first glance, this guy has never been through hardships. He is still an older child in the naive development stage. He has a straightforward and simple temper. He seems to have no idea what his words touched. Variation.

Na Shun was worried——

In fact, he really never had the chance to see Xiao Qian's appearance clearly, but he knew that Namhan had met Xiao Qian.

Even if Xiao Qian's face has changed now, the temperament in a person's bones is difficult to change. Wearing a black robe and a mask like this, you can't recognize it if you change your voice. Once you take off the wizard mask, you don't know if it will cause suspicion up.

Aygu is nervous——

The last time she went to Gacha Village in person, Su He also wore this wizard mask.For this son who had been parted for so many years and almost lost his life several times, she felt distressed and blamed herself, but she was extremely eager to see his son's face.

But at that time, Nashun said: He was still suffering the final "Talf of the Gods", and at the last moment of the catastrophe, it was the most dangerous. If the mask was removed, he might suffer the wrath of the Gods, and it was not suitable to meet.

So she resisted the impulse and watched her son recognize her through a mask with tears in her eyes, her heart was not without sadness.

Now that everything is over, and the catastrophe of the gods has been lifted, his son can finally be a normal person upright. She is ecstatic. What she wants most at the moment is to see what her son looks like, and to praise him. Looking at his son's face, he looked at it carefully enough to relieve the pain of missing him...

As for Namuhan, his mind was wandering, his eyes were complicated, and his eyes, like everyone else's, fell on Xiao Qian's face in unison.

"Master——" Xiao Qian looked at Na Shun, there seemed to be a sliver of golden light flowing in his cold eyes, if there was, it seemed not, as if he was seeking his opinion, but also seemed to be talking about something.

Nashun sighed.

"Princess, my lord... hey."

Such a sigh, to Ayigu's ears, is nothing short of heartbreaking.Sit up straighter, she asked sharply.

"But what's wrong?"

Na Shun pursed his lips slightly, and his face, also wearing a wizard mask, was well concealed, as if full of affection, but hesitant to speak.

"It's not wrong. This wizard mask is originally used to communicate with the gods. If the prince takes it off, I'm afraid..."

"Master!" Xiao Qian accepted the words in a cold voice, put his hands on the mask gently, and said calmly: "Since my mother wants to see me, filial piety is the most important thing, so why should I be blamed by the gods?"

With that said, he uncovered the mask.

Na Shun was startled, as if he didn't understand his intention.

But when Ayigu exclaimed "No", Xiao Qian's hands had already lifted off the wizard mask——

That face turned towards Ayigu with a ferocious, terrifying, and heart-wrenching look, and for a moment, amidst her panting, she gritted her teeth and shouted.

"That's right! What happened to my son's face?"

The child is given to him.

Everything will naturally have to be settled with him.

Na Shun stood in the tent, hesitated to speak, but heard Xiao Qian said: "Mother, don't blame Master, in order to take my life back from the hands of the gods, Master has exhausted his whole life's skills and almost died."

With a slight smile, he said: "Of course, even if the son who is rejected by the gods does not die, he has to peel off the skin. The gods took away my appearance, presumably to make me change my face and start a new life. Mother, this is a good thing. So, the gods That’s what really let me go.”

This explanation makes sense.

Ayigu was instantly relieved.

After all, the child is still alive, and can live in the sun from now on, this is the most important thing, isn't it?

For a mother, what a son looks like, whether he is ugly or beautiful, is not as important as his health.

Ayigu closed his eyes, put his palms on his chest, muttered a few words silently, then opened his eyes again, suppressing the surge of emotion, lightly digging on the chair with his fingernails, and sighed faintly.

"That's why Auntie wrongly blamed the wizard."

He ordered to go on and gave some rewards to Nashun, and the atmosphere in the Yang Palace gradually improved.

However, Nashun, who was rewarded by the princess, was sitting on pins and needles, and Namuhan, who had been silent for a long time, finally couldn't help interrupting Ayigu who kept looking at his son and asked this and that with concern.

"His Royal Highness, I have something to report to you."

Ayigu seemed unwilling to talk to him, but he turned his head when he heard this, and passed the warning from his eyes.

"Prime Minister, please speak."

Namuhan stood up, bowed his hands to salute Ayigu and Xiao Qian respectively, then bowed his head and said.

"To tell you the truth, the princess, the old man Lu Ji was invited by my minister to come to Hara and Lin for a few days, and has been staying at the house as a guest. The prince's face... seems to be poisoned? This minister thinks that Lu Ji can A diagnosis?"

Namhan and old man Lu Ji are old acquaintances, and they have a close relationship. On the day Namhan went to Nanrong, Lu Ji repeatedly asked him to bring a message to Xiao Qian.This time he invited Lu Ji to come to Hala and Lin, not for anything else, but to treat Ayigu.Elder Lu Ji was also shocked by Xiao Qian's death in Lin'an, so he just brought Wen Jingshu over to relax and recuperate.

Ayigu had a look of disdain for him at first, but when he heard this, his eyes lit up, and finally he looked straight at him.

"Talk about the poisoning..." She stared at Xiao Qian's embarrassed face, gritted her teeth, and waved her hand weakly, signaling him to leave quickly, "Okay then, please prime minister to make arrangements as soon as possible."

The old man Lu Ji has excellent medical skills, but he has a weird temper. He never gives the face of an ordinary person.The former emperor of the Ping Kingdom, the Beimeng Emperor, had all received favors from him, so they all had to give him some kind of favor.

It can be said that he is a character who can walk sideways on the three-acre land of Mobei Grassland.Whether to heal a person or not depends entirely on the mood.

In a sense, Xiao Qian's obsession with medicine and poison comes from Lu Ji's words and deeds.

But under the current circumstances, he met Lu Ji - so what?
Knowing about his master-student relationship, Na Shun's heart almost twitched.But Xiao Qian's face was calm, watching Namuhan leave, he looked at Ayigu with gratitude.

"Mother, thank you for your hard work."

"What are you talking about? It's good that my son can come back." Ayigu heard his choked voice, squeezed it out of his throat, pursed his lips, smiled and shook his head, "Mother is not bitter, mother has never been bitter. "

Most of the mothers in the world are like this.

She would rather suffer all kinds of crimes than shed a single tear from her son.

Xiao Qian looked at Ayigu's face, but another face appeared in front of him.As gentle as her, no, more gentle than her, always with a warm smile, every time I see it, the whole world is full of warmth and light.

"Mother, I have no regrets seeing you in this life!"

He said these words with emotion.

There seems to be moist crystals in the eye sockets.

Ayigu was stunned, looked at his face, was greatly moved, and immediately stood up from the chair, ignoring his mother's majesty, strode over, hugged him tightly, and stroked his hands with trembling palms. back.

"My son... my son... my son! my son—"

The sound of "my son" was so affectionate that people were moved, and Wu Rigen, who was sitting on the chair, kept wiping away tears, and rushed over to hug his mother and Xiao Qian.

"Mother, brother—"

Outside the big tent of the eldest princess, Namuhan’s footsteps seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and his heart seemed to be pierced by the point of a knife—he dragged his feet for a few steps, slowly closed his eyes, and opened them again, He clenched his fists tightly and strode away.

Only Na Shun in the seat remained motionless.

The face under the wizard's mask could not be seen clearly, nor his emotions.

And in the sky, the blood-like glow, cold and quietly, floated in the sky, holding heavy clouds, looking at the mournful and crying lonely eagle, it seemed to be connected with the layer upon layer of tombs in the Yinshan land...

**
Some regrets.

Two phases of grief.

Princess Ayigu slowly restrained her emotions, and tightly held Xiao Qian's hand, her eyes, which were finely lined but still beautiful, looked at his face without blinking, slowly stroked her fingers, and finally The most important words were said with difficulty.

"My son, I heard that you and that Mo Jiu—"

Pursing her lips slightly, her icy fingertips covered Xiao Qian's bumpy skin, as if she wished to heal his wounds, and the words she uttered became softer and softer.

"Aniang has heard some things about her. This woman is frivolous, sentimental, and destined to be widowed. She is not a girl who is easy to get along with. My son is not deep in the world, and I am afraid that she will be deceived. Today, Aniang urgently called You came here to tell you—”

She was afraid of hurting him, so she spoke very tactfully.

Xiao Qian's eyebrows frowned a little bit.

Ayigu's eyes, like Mo Jiu's, have heartache, tenderness, and indescribable pity—but after his face became like this, there are only two people in the world who have never disliked him woman.

Therefore, it is difficult for him to speak harsh words.

Slowly, he squeezed Ayigu's hand tightly.

"Mother, my son is here today, and I have an unfeeling request."

Ayigu felt a chill in his heart.

As if realizing what he was about to say, she called out "Su He" repeatedly, but seeing his furrowed brows and that face, she finally softened her heart and sighed.

"Tell me about it."　
Xiao Qian stared into her worry-filled eyes, and said slowly: "When my son was in Yinshan, Cheng Ajiu saved her with his life, and his survival is already a life-saving friendship, and—"

He supported Ayigu's thin shoulders, and said firmly, "She is a woman with a true temperament. My son and her are in love with each other. We have promised each other for a lifetime, and we have made a promise for a hundred years. I hope my mother will fulfill it."

　It seems that in this book, many people have stories to wow.

　　Well, but everyone is actually the protagonist in their own story, and there will be some heavy or unbearable past.

　　The story has developed to this point, it is very long, where are the book reviews of the young masters, don't you want to say something?Did you just roll under the covers after reading it silently?
　　Well, I'll go too!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)