Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

At the time of the 11th year of the Spring Festival in Jingjia, a will was promulgated by the Division.

蓁 蓁 Princess 驸 驸 驸, Jing Jia's eight-year exploration of Hualang Qiyan, officially given the word: Yuan Jun.

Since Qi Yan was a Jinzhou student, Gao Tang died early, so he never received a character. Today, he has paid homage to the servant of the Ministry of Sanpin, the royal character: Yuanjun.

The imperial imperial decree was jade, it seemed that it was given by the emperor who was sick in bed, but anyone who could see it could see it.

It is not difficult to guess who can work for his subordinates.

In order to make Qi Yan less criticized, Nangong Jingnu made a special trip to the palace.

After all, from the ancient times to the present, the characters were given by the elders to the juniors. Although she was a princess, she had a somewhat derogatory meaning for her own horse.

Father Huang may have wanted to make himself less aggrieved, and use words to awaken Qi Yan. But in the view of Nangong Jingnv: it is completely unnecessary.

Nangong let a hint of relief flash in her eyes when she heard her proposal, patted the back of her hand to signal forty-nine generations to draft the decree, and took the jade seal to fall.

Nangong looked at the growing daughter, and gave birth to a feeling: At that time he chose this "ridiculous" marriage, just to prevent the daughter from marrying into the palace of the prince, but did not want to really achieve a Good marriage.

He was here, and looking at his daughter's expression and taste the meaning of the words, he knew that his daughter was happy.

Although his physical condition is stable nowadays, he also deeply understands the impermanence of Providence. I don't know how much time I have left for myself, and I sighed more and more when I saw my beloved daughter.

After recovering for more than half a year, Nangong still can only say some simple words. Half of his body is also sometimes bad, and when he is good, he can walk around with the help of four or nine, and it is bad even without perception. Unloading the heavy affairs, there is more time to think.

He has pursued too many things in his fifty years of life.

From the very beginning, I wanted to win a place in the chapel, and later became the prime minister of more than 10,000 people. I thought of using my own strength to leave a stroke in the history books, and accidentally hit the throne. But more ...

To this day, Nangong made his last wish ...

He stared at the murky old eyes at Nangong Jingnv, his original hazy thoughts were firm and clear.

...

Qi Yan and Lu Zhongxing fought fiercely on the Royal Road, and they were witnessed by the ministers. Even if Nangong Da wanted to make a big deal, he couldn't go too far, so they were fined for three years and suspended for three months.

On the day before New Year's Eve, there was a crocodile in front of Luomafu, but there was still a gift for the New Year.

The servant minister of the Ministry of Public Rites Yang Huai stopped outside the gate of Luomafu with two men carrying the ceremony. The concierge thought that no one would come, and the cat had already gone to the ear room for warmth.

Gongyanghuai slammed the door knocker, and someone promised a moment later. The concierge poked his head out of the small door. He recognized Gongyanghuai. This adult was a regular visitor to Luomafu.

Quickly kneel in front of Gongyanghuai: "The villain sees Master Shi Lang!"

Gongyang Huai smiled and lifted people up: "Are you the owner?"

"Where is it, the villain will go to pass."

Gongyanghuai: "No need. In this cold day, Yuanjun is not in good health. You go in with me and let me know, don't work for him."

The concierge was busy and promised. Three steps and two steps to go back to the house to open the door, and compared the gesture of "please" to the ram locust: "Please in the adult."

Gongyanghuai took out the gift list from his arms and handed it to the concierge, and his own family stepped forward to receive the New Year's gift from the servants of Gongyangfu. Meal. "

Jiading answered, and left Limafu.

Gongyanghuai seems to be in a good mood today. He also talked to the concierge on the road. Hema House knows him well and does not need to lead the way.

When he came outside the study, the concierge asked the Ram Yanghuai to come to the door later, and stooped down and said respectfully, "Master Ma, the ram is coming."

Qi Yan's voice was heard in the study room immediately: "Please ask him to come in." Qi Yan walked out from behind the book case: "What a bad day, Shiraishi."

Gongyanghuai turned around and closed the door of the study, turning around and suddenly showing a faint smile: "I haven't congratulated Yuanjun for showing his words, but I can be an Eastman in the future."

Qi Yan Chanran smiled and replied, "I'll just put it if you're joking. How dare you make fun of Yuci's words?"

Gongyanghuai Dale: "You come here a little, really when I haven't read the book? Don't forget you and I went to the same year, I am still the second best! How can it be a gift from His Majesty? I think Bacheng is His Highness's affection for you and is ashamed to open your teeth, so I specifically went around this bend. "

Qi Yan smiled and said nothing, she knew that Yang Yanghuai was true. Feeling the blessing and comfort in the other's eyes, Qi Yan's heart became heavier.

Gongyanghuai: "His Highness is in harmony with your Jinser, and your friends are happy for you. You have been married for three years. Why haven't you seen your son?"

He does not mean that. A word of concern and poking Qi Yan's sadness ...

Xiaodie's story is a matter of her own, and what worries her more: Wei Guo believes in Confucianism, and his parents throughout the court pursue their body and skin. Officials rarely shave their beards, and at most simply trim them to make them look tidy. Before Qi Yan, he was young and young, and nobody cares about this.

After this year, in the eyes of others, she is a young man who has already had a weak crown, and no longer has to be afraid to provoke criticism ...

However, as a woman, how can she really be like a man if she inhibits her own characteristics with a banned drug?

It turns out that everything is self-deceiving ...

Last month, she asked Ding Yi to ask her to ask the master for skin-washing recipes. She planned to wash off Kocho and her tattoos. It has been a month later but she has n’t been convinced. .

Although Xiaodie's recent onset is infrequent, once she develops symptoms, she often behaves. What if the tattoos on her waist are seen?

Annoyances followed, one after another, pressed on Qi Yan's heart so that she couldn't laugh.

Gongyang Huai saw that his friend was fascinated, and thought that he had offended the other party with his words, patted Qi Yan's arm, and said softly, "Yuanjun?"

Qi Yan looked back and read the search in the eyes of Gong Yanghuai. He smiled and replied, "Ah ... I just thought of how the princess moved to the Palace of the Ming Dynasty in a good manner, and I was wondering if Bai Shi would mind."

A sentence explained the problem of Zi Zi, and Gong Yanghuai sighed comfortably: "You also know that His Majesty Your Majesty is very distinguished and has been loved by His Majesty for so many years. His Majesty's body is not good, so I naturally hope to enjoy some children. The joy of being around the knees is also human ... "

Qi Yan nodded and did not answer.

Gongyanghuai said to himself: "Fortunately, Yuanjun took a lot of photos and generously unpacked ... not only awakened me, but also saved me from the ram's mansion. The father was supposed to come in person to give the gift. However, considering that the current situation of Yuan Jun is not easy to be too public, let the elder brother come. Me, hung you! Then volunteered here ... "Gongyanghuai took a stack of things from his arms and put them on the table. , Pushed to Qi Yan.

Qi Yan: "This is it?"

Gong Yanghuai: "This is a 12,000 silver ticket from Tongyuan Money House. Yuan Jun lent it to me to move around, and now it is returned as much."

Qi Yan looked at the stack of 1,000-dollar denominations, each of which was enough for a family of four to live a peaceful life ...

The roe of the ram locust is comparable to itself, plus the other two on the ram's house, even if it is a matter of food and clothing, it will not be able to save so much cash.

The origin of these silvers was just around the corner. Qi Yan hooked the corner of his mouth to collect the silver tickets, and his mind still couldn't help flashing the look of the ram acacia during the childhood test: he scolded Ding Fengshan as a husband, and said that the academy was indignant. All the questions are out of the question, trying to help the people with blood.

It's only been a few years ... It has become a member of the search for people's fat.

Although Wei Guojiang is not scarred, it has also failed.

But who of the Chinese officials is not full of oil?

Qi Yan sighed a little, and at the same time, a pleasurable feeling was born in her heart, and then she pulled away from the emotions of the authorities, and examined her thoughts with an outsider's mentality.

She lamented the corruption of the Wei dynasty's court, and at the same time boasted about the changes of the ram acacia, and had to say that human nature was so complicated. Staying in one place for a long time, even with a purpose that has never wavered, will inevitably ...

Well, the rabbit is dead.

Qi Yanru thought.

Although these thoughts are complicated, it only took a moment to straighten them out, so it didn't let the male locusts see the clue.

Seeing that Qi Yan accepted the silver ticket calmly, the male Yang Huai was very happy, and the two talked about some trivial matters in the North and Central China. Qi Yan left the male Yang Huai for a meal ...

Qi Yan returned to her private house at night.

Qi Yan no longer has as much mental worries. She looked for Ding Yi, and opened the door and said, "Where is the formula for washing the skin?"

Ding Yi's eyes were obviously dodging, and Zhiwu said, "You also know, the master she ... Shenlong does not see the end, and there is no contact for a while."

"I'll urge you again! Don't hurry ..."

Qi Yan was silent for a while, and asked, "How do you ask for a recipe?"

Ding Yan said busyly: "You can rest assured, I haven't mentioned anything about Xiaodie!"

Qi Yan: "That's all right, isn't it worthy of your medical skills to wash your skin?"

Ding Yan smiled bitterly, and said helplessly: "You are too deserving of me. I was taught by the owner. What should be learned and what should not be learned have been prescribed in the morning. The formula of skin washing is a magic medicine. It takes trial and error ... There are no tattoo artisans in the Wei nationality. Those who understand these are on duty at Yemen. Where do you want me to find a test product? "

Qi Yan: "Let ’s go and give Xiaodie a pulse and see how her body will be raised. If I can, I still want to remove this child."

Ding Yan: "I see."

...

After sending Ding Yan Qiyan back to Fluttershy's room, the morning sickness lasted for a month. But the original weak Kocho was more stingy, and the diagnosis was disappointing: Kocho's body was not suitable for taking abortion medicine, and Ding Yi also told Qi Yan another unfortunate news: Kocho's body was more than he thought To be weak, to recover from unsatisfactory supplements, childbirth is still a great risk for Kocho.

Qi Yan's eyes crossed Xiaodie's little belly, which could be regarded as a flat belly. She was asleep, and her sister was recovered.

She couldn't bear more blows ... the danger could be one day later, even if the child was born to be a wicked person.

There is good news. A few days ago, Qian Yuan found two orphans for Qi Yan, both of whom were deaf and dumb. Qian Yuan drafted a life and death deed for them, signed a painting and deferred, and arranged to serve in Kocho's room .

Xiaodie doesn't seem to dislike them either, and Qi Yan is relieved, after all, her identity can't accompany Xiaodie all the time. But at the same time a dark thought came into being.

Qi Yan appreciates the power and loyalty of the housekeeper Qian Yuan, but ... does the other party know too much?

I did n’t find Kocho in the past. I always used him to my advantage, but now I find Kocho, and I feel uncomfortable looking at the source of money.

Qi Yan was silent again, during which time her mentality changed dramatically. Even she couldn't hold herself back, the dark thoughts followed one another, which greatly violated her original intention.

Her purpose is clear-revenge. Will not misplace an enemy and a stumbling block on the road to revenge, but try not to involve innocent people, but now ...

Qi Yan spread her palms and buried her face in her palms.

Today is the 11th New Year's Eve in Jingjia. According to the ancient ceremony, the horse should spend the night in Princess Mansion.

Nangong Jingnv gets up early and finishes washing her clothes, and puts on her costume to wait for Qi Yan.

Today, there is a palace banquet to go with, and then return to the house together.

Qi Yan stayed up all night last night. This morning, Xiao Die made another noise. She looked at the sky and changed a set of clothes in a hurry. She stared at the red eyes and stepped onto the carriage to Princess House.

Nangong Jingnv heard that Qi Yan was coming down, put down the scroll in her hand and greeted it with joy, Qi Yan stopped in front of Nangong Jingnv and watched by a bunch of girls in the house, and her robe was about to go down, but Nangong Jingnv took one step Holding Qi Yan, she carefully looked at her face and frowned first, and then said: "The horse is now an official of the third court of the imperial court. You don't need to kneel when you see this palace."

"Your Highness, etiquette cannot be forfeited ..."

Nangong Jingnu replied calmly: "Rules are dead, people live. In this princess's house, rules are rules. From now on, you don't have to bow to the palace again."

Nangong Jingnv's voice was not loud, but the surrounding maidservants could hear clearly. She said this not only to Zhiyan, but also to the people in the middle of the government.

Having said that, Nangong Jingnu naturally took Qi Yan's hand and walked towards the main hall. The two stepped side by side across the thin layer of snow on the ground and entered the main hall.

Nangong Jingnv asked Qi Yan to sit down, and she sat opposite Qi Yan herself. At this time, Fang unloaded her dignity and looked at Qi Yan with a distressed voice. "But only a few days later, why are you thin? Is it? Why are the eye sockets so red? Didn't you sleep well last night? Or was you sick? "I thought there was some dissatisfaction with the Nangong Jingnv here, and I planned to change Qi Yan to a chief physician ...

Qi Yan was silent for a moment, and his tense face also showed a slight fatigue, and said in a negotiated tone: "His Royal Highness ... Could you let the minister sleep here for a while?"

Nangong Jingnv was very distressed. In her impression, Qi Yan was silent and stubborn. She was so dogmatic that she had to be dogmatic. There would be a few more hours for the palace feast. Such a request will never be made.

Nangong Jingnu guessed it right, Qi Yan hadn't slept for several nights in a row. Xiaodie was so upset in the morning and exhausted her last energy. At this time, Qi Yan's brain was chaotic and she didn't even know she was Besides, eagerly want to sleep well.

Seeing that Nangong Jingnv was silent, Qi Yan relaxed her voice and added: "Only one hour before the palace feast ..."

Nangong Jingnv interrupted Qi Yan with a smile: "Exactly, last night, the wild cat who came from somewhere broke into the inner courtyard and called for one night. This palace is scarce ~!"

Qi Yan had no energy to distinguish between true and false, and the amber eyes blinked: "So ...?"

Nangong Jingnu: "Will the horse be willing to accompany this palace to sleep?"

Qi Yan: "OK."

The two returned to the palace together, and Nangong Jingnu took the initiative to say, "Drag your outer shirt and shoes and socks to sleep in, and come to this palace to call you."

Qi Yan: "How does this work?"

Even a simple bed in Wei Kingdom is very particular about it. Normally husbands sleep on the inside, and wife sleeps on the outside. It is convenient for the husband to order to get out of bed at any time. Qi Yan is sleeping on the outside.

Nangong Jingnian gave Qi Yan a glance. The man's eyes were red and dead. She didn't say anything but took the initiative to take off her shirt for Qi Yan and pushed her to the bed. "Shoes and socks Would you like to take it off for you? "

Qi Yan held up Nangong Jingnv, who was about to squat, "Don't dare, I ... Chen, come by yourself."

Nangong Jingnv smiled and sat beside Qi Yan. She didn't care about serving Qi Yan, but was afraid that her actions would scare the person's drowsiness away, and she wouldn't force it.

Qi Yan took off her shoes and socks and turned to sleep, dragged the quilt over her body, and Nangong Jingnu also took off her shirt and socks and lay outside.

Qi Yan's eyelids fought, and Zhiwu said, "His Royal Highness, the minister is asleep."

Nangong Jingnv moved inward, leaning her side and placing her hands naturally on Qi Yan's waist: "Yes."

After a moment, Qi Yan's brows stretched and breathed evenly ...

Nangong Jingnv looked at each other's sleeping face and sighed silently. Qi Yan was black and thin, and the former palace dress was worn loosely on her body.

She couldn't help raising her hand but stopped in the air, sketching out Qi Yan's long eyebrows and soft outlines.

Quiet Nangong Jingnv herself felt magical: If Shi Caiqi Yan didn't stop herself, she would take off his shoes and socks willingly for him, and now when I look back, I don't think there is anything.

Today is the fifth day of the cessation of the dynasty, and the fifth day of her return to the house. Qi Yan has not appeared in the first five days ... Although Nangong Jingnv was lost, she has not scratched her heart and thoughts like before.

At this point looking at Qi Yan's weight loss, only distressed.

Nangong Jingnv looked at the hourglass on the table, there were still three hours before the start of the palace feast, the princess house was closer to the palace, and Qi Yan could sleep for two more hours.

She didn't sleep. When Qi Yan fell asleep, she leaned to the bedside, quilted her, took the book on the bedside table, and read it. Two hours later, the quiet girl in Nangong closed the book. Lying back to Qi Yan's side, she sighed slightly and could not bear it.

Qi Yan is really tired and hums from time to time after falling asleep.

Nangong Jingnv closed her eyes, but supported her knees and bumped into Qi Yan's waist gently. The latter hummed slowly and opened her eyes slowly.

Qi Yan opened her misty eyes, and a sting came from her temples.

Nangong Jingnv seemed to be asleep. She looked at the sky outside and it was almost the same time. Qi Yan opened her mouth but did not "wake up" the other person for the first time.

It seems that she hasn't seen this girl for a long time ... it's her facial features opened up, and her appearance is more and more dignified and moving, and her childishness has faded a lot.

Qi Yan's mood was a bit complicated, and she couldn't help but manage the broken hair between her foreheads for Nangong Jingnv, stroking her cheeks along the peak of her eyebrow. Nangong Jingnu's heart was sullen, and her breathing was not forced to change. But the sweetness in her heart couldn't be restrained. She almost wanted to fall into Qi Yan's arms, telling her how she missed him ...

"His Royal Highness? Wake up ..."

Qi Yan retracted her hand and rubbed her fingertips, where the temperature of Nangong Jingnv still remained.

"Hmm ~."

"His Royal Highness? It's almost time, we should enter the palace."

Nangong Jingnv opened her eyes and burst into a big smile.

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