Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

Qi Yan staggered to the copper basin, washed the cloth and put it on his forehead.

Today's performance is too far-reaching. In order to quickly accumulate enough favor in the mind of Nangong Jingnv, Qi Yan cleverly used a "bitter plan".

As a result, the fever came into the body to initiate a fever. She sat back on the bed, and found a small paper bag from her pocket in her arms, and opened it with five turquoise pills. This is what Ding Yan had given to her when she asked for the pulse of peace. Originally used to cope with the old illness of drowning as a child, but did not want to come in handy here.

Qi Yan twisted one and took it, wrapped the medicine and kept it close to her. The suit lay down on the bed, one hand pressed against the net cloth, and closed his eyes wearily.

When the distress came, Qi Yan opened her eyes and sat up again. I simply took my shoes to wash my face, washed the hot damp cloth again, and blew the lamp.

The room fell into darkness, Qi Yan sat on the bed and pressed the wet cloth on her head, and calmly analyzed: To the extent that Nangong Jing's daughter is favored, Nangong Wang should need her support very much.

Nangong made this year just the year of destiny, and there should be a minister in the central government advocating the establishment of a prince.

The emperor's third son is non-fun, and he is more anxious than himself.

Even if you blow the "pillow wind" in the ear of Nangong Jingnv, it is of great benefit to Nangong Wang. But now there is no chance to contact Nangong Wang. Only by using Nangong Jingnv to contact Nangong Wang will not be suspected.

...

Qi Yan sat in the room for a whole night, and fell to the bed several times due to dizziness. She all sat up again, gritting her teeth. The net cloth was changed again and again, and her headache was cracking.

Finally, the East was white.

After Qi Yan came to the screen, he put the net cloth on the face rack, thought about it, tore it off and threw it into the copper basin.

...

After finishing grooming, the Nangong sisters came to the royal dining hall. Nangong Jingnv took a spoonful of crystal clear rice porridge and put it down to her mouth.

"Qiu Ju, call Qi Yan."

"Yes."

After hearing that, Nangong's sister-in-law also put down her chopsticks and whispered, "My brother-in-law is older than you, but he is also a horse. In front of so many people, my sister is not good enough to name her."

"Oh ... I see."

On the day of the marriage, the father and the emperor asked himself to take the word for the person, which was somewhat deterrent.

After a few days together, the Nangong Jingnv felt that Qi Yan was just one: I don't know how to be flexible, timid, and timid. I didn't want to embarrass Qi because of the words, so I didn't mention it again.

Qiu Ju came back in a hurry and hit a blessing: "Back to Your Highness, the horse is sick."

"what?"

"Slave went to call a few times without seeing the promise, and then ventured into the temple. As a result, she saw her horse lying on the bed, unconscious ..."

"Xuan Yu Yi!" The voice said Nangong Jingnv had already walked out, and Nangong aunt also got up and followed.

The two palace servants knelt at the door of the imperial palace, and trembled, "Please see His Highness."

"When did you get sick? What sickness?"

Miyazaki trembled back and said, "I don't know, the slave was last night ..."

"How did you find out?"

"Slave!"

Nangong Jingnv hurriedly entered the dormitory, and saw the person on the bed closed her eyes, her brows froze, her expression pained.

Nangong Jingnv called softly: "Qi Yan?"

An uncomfortable humming came from Qi Yan's throat, as if responding.

"You ... what happened to you? You wake up." Nangong Jingnv was a little flustered.

The palace maid at the door greeted the maid of the palace: "See His Highness."

"Get up."

Nangong's maid came to the bed and saw Qi Yan flushed and said, "Jing, you touch your brother-in-law's forehead?"

"Oh, good!" Nangong Jingnv put on Qi Yan's forehead, the temperature was abnormal.

"Some hot."

"These days are cold, and it must be a cold and fever. Mo Ji, Qiu Ju has already passed on the doctor."

Nangong's sister-in-law said: "Chun Tao, get a wet cloth."

"Yes."

"Give me this house."

Nangong Jingnv took the net cloth and stuck it on Qi Yan's forehead. Xu Shi felt refreshing in the hot and hot, and Qi Yan snorted comfortably.

The next moment, he unexpectedly grabbed the hand of Nangong Jingnu, slanging: "His Royal Highness ..."

Nangong's sister-in-law couldn't help but even Chuntao stepped back with interest. Nangong Jingnv's fair cheeks covered with red glow, and she pumped her hands.

How do you know that this seemingly fragile person has such great strength that he tried several times without success and had to blush and let him go.

After the consolation, the concubine of Nangong thought of herself again, and her eyes murmured, "I will go back to the main hall and wait for you first."

"Second sister!"

"Ok?"

Nangong Jingnv forcibly opened Qi Yan's fingers and pulled her hands out, her gaze dissipating: "Go to a meal first, remember to take medicine."

"it is good."

"I, I'll send you off."

Nangong's maid chuckled: "No need. Lily and cuckoo will accompany me back. You are here to accompany him well."

Nangong Jingnv still sent the person to the door, returned to the table and poured a glass of water. She took the water glass and drank it into her belly, but the red glow on her face did not fade.

Qi Yan was the first to see Qi Yan sick, and he was responsible for the subsequent pulse of peace. According to the rules of the Royal Hospital: If Qi Yan does not take the initiative, her health will be borne by Ding Yi in the future.

After half an hour, Ding Yan came with his medicine chest on his back.

"Chen, Ding Yi from the Royal Hospital, see His Royal Highness, Master Ma."

"Come in."

"Yes."

Ding Yan knelt beside the bed, took Qi Yan's arm and cut his pulse.

"how is he?"

"Returning to His Royal Highness, judging from the pulse and symptoms of Master Ye Ma: it was the wind and evil that caused fever. But ... Master Ye's body is weaker than ordinary people, and he can't help it. Fangzi, recovery will be slower. "

Ding Yan deliberately exaggerated Qi Yan's condition, intending to make excuses for her in different rooms. After all, this life has a good-looking look, and you will know by looking at the expression of concern of His Highness.

Nangong Jingnv has a different mood: The eight achievements of this illness were caused by standing in the cold wind for most of the day, and she has an unshirkable responsibility.

After hearing Ding Yan's statement that Qi Yan's health was not good, she became even more guilty.

"While you need any medicine, you can get it from Princess Mansion if you don't have it."

Ding Yan spread his pulse and wrote: "Evil wind enters the body, fever manifests itself". After thinking about it, she said to Nangong Jingnu, "Wei Chen has a few words to tell."

"Let's talk."

"His Royal Highness, this ..." Seeing Ding Yi's words stop and say, Nangong Jingnu said, "You step back first."

"Well."

"His Majesty, Master Ma needs to be recuperated during this time. The minister will come every day to ask for peace of mind and adjust the prescription in time. During this period, it is not advisable to visit the house to avoid aggravating the illness.

"... Omiya, I see."

"The Weichen went to decoction first."

The person lying on the bed breathed worse and coughed heavily.

"Qi Yan! Are you okay?"

Qi Yan frowned, and opened her eyes slowly with a moan.

She opened her bloodshot eyes and looked at Nangong Jingnv for a while: "His Royal Highness? Why are you ...?"

"You are ill ... I wanted you to have a meal, Honmiya ..."

Qi Yan stared quietly at Nangong Jingnv, who twisted for a while, and said, "I'm sorry."

Qi Yan's hearing is sensitive, this sentence is heard clearly. But she looked at Nangong Jingnv's eyes ignorantly: "What does His Highness say?"

Nangong Jingnv opened her eyes: "Is this palace going to see if the medicine is fried?"

Qi Yan watched Nangong Jingnv escape and left the side hall likewise. Gong Yuan closed the door of the hall before she lay back on the bed and sighed.

Her hatred of the Nangong royal family has already penetrated into the bone marrow. In order to persuade herself to "please" please the Nangong static girl, she once hypnotized herself at the bottom of her heart: if Kocho is alive, she is the same age.

However, in her ten-year plan, this situation has never been the case.

She thought that she would step into Chaotang and Wei state officials, instead of deceiving a worldly girl.

But Qi Yan is not guilty. Even if Nangong Jingnu did not participate in the events of that year, the blood of Nangong people was flowing in her body. This is the original sin!

Strange, you can only blame fate: Your Highness, let's be friends before things are done.

"Your Highness is about to have a meal?" Chuntao asked.

Nangong Jingnv came to Yushantang, and when she saw Nangong's maid eating, she felt a sense of guilty conscience: "Honomiya ... go and see how the medicine is fried." After speaking stiffly, she turned in the direction. I couldn't help but touch my hungry belly and escaped the scene.

The second elder sister must have seen the man grabbing his own hand? That's why I left in a hurry. What should I do now?

The elder sister got married early, and her father and emperor were busy with government affairs. She cares for years like a day, but she marries someone she likes ...

Though, though! I made a gentleman agreement with Qi Yan, just now ... maybe the person he called was the second sister.

If Nangong Jingnu comforts herself, her mood is not clear.

She doesn't understand the relationship between men and women yet, just thinks Qi Yan is a playmate who understands his temperament and is fun.

Suddenly realized that something she loved had never "belonged to" herself, but she had "robbed" it, which was probably the mood.

Yao Jian also missed the time for breakfast. Chun Tao followed her daughter Nangong Jing with warm soup and entered the side hall.

Qi Yan Zhengxi leaned on the bed and saw Nangong Jingnv going to salute. Nangong Jingnv quickly walked over: "You lie down, the medicine is here."

"Thank Your Highness."

Chun Tao knelt beside the bed and raised the tray over his head: "Please, Master Ma, take the medicine."

Qi Yan tried the temperature with the medicine bowl and drank it. Put the empty bowl back: "Thank you, Sister Chuntao."

"Slave resigned."

Nangong Jingnv stared at Qi Yan intently, seeing that the other person's brows didn't move, curiously asked, "Isn't this medicine bitter?"

Qi Yan shook the corners of his mouth: "Nature is bitter."

"Then you still drink so much?"

"My subordinates have been frail and sick since childhood, and they have been used to drinking medicine such as water."

"Oh ... yes! The royal doctor convinced me to take a meal as soon as possible after half an hour. The palace has ordered the kitchen to cook porridge, and it will be fine soon."

"Thank Your Highness."

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