Chapter 500

Early this morning, Meng Yue was dragged to the imperial dining room by Yihen, saying that he wanted him to teach him how to cook.

Meng Yue immediately became alert: "Why did you suddenly think of making this, and who do you want to serve it to?"

A soft smile appeared on the corner of Yi Chen's mouth: "Of course it's for Yan'er to eat."

Meng Yue felt relieved when he heard that it was for Nan Gongyan, he thought she was going to be eaten by that heartless man.

When Meng Yue rescued Yi Hen, she had been raised in Meng Yue's home for two full years before her health improved. During these two years, the two of them got along day and night, and it was Meng Yue who took care of her daily life.

Perhaps no one would believe it when they said it. In the past two years of being together day and night, they have always abided by ethics and have not violated the rules.

"I haven't been able to cook a meal for him for such a long time." Hanging her head in remorse, she felt a little uncomfortable, thinking about it carefully, she really owed Nangongyan too much.

Meng Yue couldn't see her dejected look, so he raised his hand and rubbed her head vigorously: "Don't you want to learn cooking from me? I'll just teach you."

Mingyue Hall.

Nangongxuan's wound has gradually healed after daily dressing changes, and the big stone in Ji Qingxue's heart has also fallen.

Nangong Xuan looked at Ji Qingxue more and more complicatedly. Ji Qingxue was lowering his head to change his medicine, and said softly: "If you have anything to say, just say it, don't look at me like this."

Nangong Xuan still spoke so bluntly: "Hmph, although you have taken care of me for so many days, I still feel that you are Yan'er's hindrance, and you shouldn't stay by his side."

Ji Qingxue was already used to him talking to herself like this, so she wasn't annoyed. After changing her medicine, Ji Qingxue raised her head and looked at him: "Where you failed, you also take it for granted that Nangongyan will fall in the same place?"

Nangong Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily, "What do you know, you little girl!"

Ji Qingxue chuckled, and her thin lips moved slightly: "Don't you admit it, you are indeed a failure emotionally."

Cough, the two of them have always been like this, Nangong Xuan speaks with a gun and a stick, and Ji Qingxue may not be able to speak softly.

Anyway, they hurt each other.

Nangong Xuan suddenly fell into silence. He refused to say anything, but he knew that what Ji Qingxue said was correct.

Not only emotionally, maybe even he has failed, otherwise he wouldn't have ended up where he is today.

When Ji Qingxue was about to leave, she suddenly heard Nangong Xuan say: "She came to look for me. She said she would not kill me again, she wanted me to live. Oh, how ridiculous."

I wish so much that I could die in her hands, so as to end all of this, but now she says she wants to live by herself.

In fact, for the current Nangong Xuan, living in pain is the greatest punishment, and death is the end of it all.

Seeing his frustrated appearance, Ji Qingxue couldn't help sighing: "Is power and status really more important than anything else in your heart?"

Nangong Xuan sneered: "Of course you don't understand. I am the youngest and least valued son of my father, and I have four older brothers on top of me. If I want to inherit the throne, do you know how much I will have to pay?"

Ji Qingxue has read history and knows that there are many such examples, but does the royal family have to fight like this?

"Forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you."

Ji Qingxue rolled her eyes: "Then what are you going to do now?"

Nangong Xuan hesitated: "Tell me honestly, how long do I have?"

Ji Qingxue said calmly: "One month at most."

His body is already at the end of its strength, and no matter how hard it is, it will only last a month.

Nangong Xuan nodded: "I see."

He was also unbelievably calm, and he suddenly said, "Can I take a look at Xunxue?"

Ji Qingxue looked at him deeply, and after a while she said, "Yes."

When Ji Qingxue walked to the door, Nangong Xuan's voice suddenly sounded: "Whether you believe it or not, I never thought of hurting him."

Back then when he sent the eagle-eyed secret guards to Qingqu City, he hoped that Nangongyan would take the initiative to return to the capital by Xunxue. He couldn't see Nangongyan giving up the country for a woman and living a mediocre life. He should have a more beautiful life. .

But in any case, he was not so cruel that he wanted to kill a baby who was still in its infancy.

Ji Qingxue didn't answer, Nangong Xuan sat on the bed dumbfounded, muttering at the corner of his mouth: "There is still a month..."

Ji Qingxue went straight to Ziwei Palace after leaving Mingyue Palace.

Nan Gongyan was dealing with government affairs, seeing his frowning and sunken eye sockets, Ji Qingxue felt a little distressed. He hadn't been able to sleep well for several days.

Fu An saw Ji Qingxue was about to salute, Ji Qingxue shook his head slightly at him, Fu An immediately understood.

Ji Qingxue asked him in a low voice: "Can he eat today?"

Fu An shook his head: "Returning to the empress, the emperor has only drank a few cups of refreshing tea from yesterday to now, and has not eaten anything."

Ji Qingxue frowned, how could this Nan Gongyan still have the strength to deal with government affairs if he didn't eat.

Ji Qingxue said to Fu An: "In this way, you go to the imperial dining room to get some warm food first, and I will find a way to let him eat."

Fu'an respectfully said: "Okay, this servant will go over here."

Ji Qingxue approached Nan Gongyan and saw that he was staring at a picture, so he asked, "Has the flood in the south of the Yangtze River not been resolved yet?"

Nan Gongyan was so engrossed in thinking about things that he didn't notice that Ji Qingxue was coming. He looked up and saw Ji Qingxue standing in front of him.

"Axue, why are you here?"

Ji Qingxue propped her hands on the copybook, her face full of displeasure: "If I don't come again, you may starve to death here."

Nan Gongyan immediately said: "Fu'an sued me again?"

Ji Qingxue stretched out her finger and poked his forehead vigorously: "So what? Things always have to be solved step by step. What if you don't eat or rest and you are exhausted."

Nan Gongyan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "A Xue, don't listen to Fu'an talking nonsense there, I don't care."

Ji Qingxue simply pinched his face with both hands, and said rather dissatisfied: "Look, you have bruises under your eyes, and you have lost several circles of weight."

Nan Gongyan laughed: "How did you lose weight so quickly?"

Ji Qingxue glared at him: "How dare you talk back? I said that if you lose weight, you lose weight."

Looking at the blueprints on the table, Nan Gongyan felt depressed for a while: "I have no choice. The floods in the south of the Yangtze River have become more serious than in previous years. Many people have been displaced. We must find a solution as soon as possible."

Ji Qingxue asked him: "Where is the flood outbreak?"

Nan Gongyan pointed to a place on the drawing: "Here. The flood control embankment built before has been washed away by the flood. If this continues, the casualties will be even more serious."

That's why he felt upset recently. It may take a few years to rebuild the flood control levee, but now that the disaster is urgent, how can there be so much time.

Ji Qingxue suddenly said: "At this time, it depends on Feng Yingzhao's strength."

(End of this chapter)

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