Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

"Qi Yan."

At the sound, Qi Yan snored. Strong self-pressed in shock: "His Royal Highness?"

"Come to bed and go to bed. It's a reward for returning to your home."

"You can sleep on the couch ..."

"Don't even sleep under the quilt? Hurry up! Our palace is sleepy."

"Yes."

Qi Yan raised her hand and groped twice. Nangong Jingnu took the initiative and grabbed Qi Yan's hand: "Let's go."

"Thank Your Highness."

The two got into the stepping bed, and Nangong Jingnv lay down inside: "Just sleep." After that, I felt that this sentence was a bit strange, and I turned my back to Qi Yan.

"Yes." Qi Yan was lying quietly beside the bed, and the bed was large, and there was at least two people between them.

Soon a uniform breathing sound came from Nangong Jingnv, and her ability to stay asleep until now was the limit for her.

Qi Yan's heart was desolate and drowsy.

Prairie people are born with five senses, but Qi Yan is even more sensitive than ordinary prairie people.

After entering Wei State, he was cautious step by step and was always vigilant. However, just now she was unaware of the arrival of Nangong Jingnu!

This is only the case with your parents, Kocho and Bayan ...

Do not! This is definitely not the case. I just think too much.

The hall was dark, and the big red palace lamp outside the window was so conspicuous.

I can't help but flash the look of Nangong Jingnv when she makes a wish: Since you are so afraid of death, this palace will make a wish for you ...

The big pinhole wound on my heart leaked blood again: adding the Nangong old thief and the nine sons and three daughters under his knees was not enough to cover the blood debts of the Li family, and she would not let go of any of them!

Qi Yan never wavered in the idea of ​​revenge, but as the time she spent getting longer, whenever she deliberately deceived Nangong Jingnu, she received the other party's sincere feedback, and her chest became panicky!

Qi Yanning would like Nangong Jingnv to stand high and treat herself like a man.

However, her status now determines that she must obtain the sincerity and trust of the other party.

Contradictions have long been formed and there is no way back.

"His Royal Highness?"

No response.

Qi Yan then clenched her quilt and showed a wanton and silent smile.

Your Royal Highness, I will treat you sincerely before I kill you with my own hands.

Smart as Qi Yan naturally understands what this mind means, she has compassion for the daughter of the enemy, and even ... even the thought of "forgiving her life".

Guilt and self-blame for her family and prairie tear her heart: such a thought is an unforgivable sin.

Those compatriots who were enslaved by the Wei nationality were clothed and clothed, and they were doing the heaviest work every day, and they also had to bear the scolding and scolding of supervisors. Even if it is killed, there is no need to bear any consequences. The body was left in the mass grave post, and no one was buried ...

In addition to food value, the status of grassland people in Wei Kingdom is no different from that of livestock.

Qi Yan seemed to see the enslaved prairie men standing in rows, staring at herself with those amber eyes, silently condemning her "kindness" to the daughter of the enemy.

Qi Yan was sweating all over, holding his left chest with a painful expression, and real pain came from inside.

She curled her body, clenched her teeth and kept silent, beside her, Nangong Jingnian fell asleep.

...

Royal palace.

Nangong walked to the palaces of Hui Guifei and Four Concubines, and returned to Ganquan Palace alone.

Even though Hui Guifei stayed hard, Nangong let him stay overnight.

Today is New Year's Eve, according to the palace ceremony the emperor must sleep with the queen.

Hui Guifei is also a wonderful person. She entered the house early, she is wise, and she has two princes. It really looks like the best candidate for succession.

But only Nangong made himself clear: he couldn't stand up in his life.

He was married to a young couple of the Ma family. At that time, the Nangong family was just a small family member with an unknown name. As a maid of the Long family, the Ma family was married to the Nangong government.

When he married Marcus, Nangong Rang was only a small talent. It was Marcus who took the initiative to come up with a generous dowry to help him find a way. He can have the status of today.

Woman after? Which one did not marry for Nangongfu status? Why didn't you see them when you were unknown?

He will never stand up, no matter what the courtiers say.

When you are 100 years old, you have to be buried with Ma. Only the couple in the emperor's mausoleum were quiet, just as when they were young, as well as the wedding night, and later promised by his official residence and prime minister.

I only wish to be a husband and wife in the next life and keep my head together. The only regret is that the static girl is not the prince, otherwise there is not so much trouble.

As for those women, they will be buried in the tomb, and continue to fight.

Nangong let Silently enter the dormitory. At the age of fifty-one, he carried a little camel.

Forty-nine heard the briefing and walked out of the dormitory. After a while, he returned with a box in his hand.

Kneel to Nangong and let him: "Your Majesty."

Nangong asked to take the brocade box and opened it. Inside was a folded silk cloth and shaken away: the above recorded the words and deeds of Nangong Jingnv after leaving the palace feast.

Few words, Nangong asked to read over and over again, showing his emotions. Carrying silk cloth, he went to the palace lantern and burned himself.

"Forty-nine."

"Slaves are here."

"Miyazaki and the groom who made the servant girl out of the house are sealed."

"Yes."

"Also ... did the people sent out in return?"

"Under the Majesty, the plague of the first year of Jingjia killed Jinju's ten rooms and nine empty rooms. The horse's relatives seemed to have died. Maybe there were those who survived the disaster. Tracing it? "

"Is there a little bit to be found before Qi Yan is 14?"

"Back to your Majesty, it is said that Ma Maye fled with her parents to live in an indeterminate place when she was young. Later, their entire family was infected with the plague and was robbed by Cao. . "

"Senior? Has he said who he is? Where is it? At what age, male or female?"

"It is said that the Supreme Master has passed away, and the next one has not been detected."

"Oh? Are you dead ..."

"Yes."

"You will go to the ceremony department in person tomorrow and secretly retrieve the articles by Qi Yanchun, Qiu Yan and Dian Shi."

"Yes."

During the palace test, Nangong let only carefully read the articles of a few family members. Among the students who came from Hanmen, he chose a few good-looking writing characters, and ordered them casually.

Among them, Qi Yan's character is the most outstanding. Nangongrang simply browsed Qi Yan's article and saw that his birthplace was Jinzhou, so he clicked on the flower.

Everyone in Jinzhou was affected by natural disasters, and the people were very sympathetic to Jinzhou people. Let Jinzhou students enter the top three and win the hearts of the people.

Later, Qi Yan was out of control on the street. Nangong made the young man think that he was clever. Qiong Lin feasted on Lu Quan to press hard. He could only pull Qi Yan out as a shield for his daughter.

Before today, Nangong wanted to think: After he had cooked the Lu family, he would execute Qi Yan secretly. A woman is different from a man. He must choose the best husband for his lover.

But when he saw the secret newspaper saying: Nangong Jingnv made a wish for Qi Yan and crying on his back, he changed his mind.

Forty-nine served Nangong to lie down, got out of the main hall, took the cushions and laid the floor outside the hall.

He is not too young, and such things as vigil can be left to other housekeepers, but he is loyal for decades.

On the other side, the girl from Nangong finished washing and returned to the dorm, and saw the red lantern hanging at the door of the hall tightly.

Holding a lamp in front of the princess' dormitory meant lucky luck. Today is New Year's Eve. She forgot to explain that Miyazaki does not have to hold the lamp ...

Said to Lily next to her: "The horse is drunk and don't have to hold the lamp today."

Lily hit a blessing and replied, "Return to your highness, the horse is waiting in the sleeping hall."

Nangong's maid straightened her waist, but that stiff action betrayed her.

Lu Zhongxing was so drunk that Taiwei's House had always been at odds with General Zhenbei's House. At the palace banquet, the husband of Shangguanyuan did not run on him.

But he had to call him "brother-in-law" next to his head, and then look at the bulging belly of Nangong Su Nu, as well as the half-party feast, Nangong Jing Nu and Qi Yan who left together, Lu Zhongxing red-eyed.

The Lu family had gratitude to the Wei State, and as Lu Fu's sister-in-law, he had a bright future. Just because this woman has lost her career, hatefully she has not even tasted her taste!

The door of the hall opened, and Lu Zhongxing looked up, staring at Nangong Maid with red eyes.

She was born to be extremely beautiful. In the past few days, some weak willows have been even more welcoming to the wind, and Lu Zhongxing's heart is on fire.

He stood up, leaning on the bed rail, and waved his hand: "You all go down. Don't leave anyone tonight."

Nangong's concubine's heart tightened, and the concubines behind him retreated.

The hall door was taken, and Lu Zhongxing staggered over. The gaze of aggression was eager to swallow her alive.

Nangong's sister-in-law stepped back half a step, and forced herself to calmly said, "The horse is drunk, rest early."

Lu Zhongxing laughed evilly and came over step by step.

Nangong's sister-in-law retreated, but Lu Zhongxing picked up her arm and carried it in her hand.

"what!"

Lu Zhongxing was a military attache, and his slender arms were easily pinched in his hands. Nangong's niece could not help but utter a cry.

The next moment, Lu Zhonghang pulled Nangong's sister-in-law into her arms, pinching two hands against her waist, and lowered her head to Nangong's neck. She sniffed deeply, " Go to the bath, but do you know that I want you to be a woman tonight? "

Hearing these frivolous words, Nangong's sister-in-law's heart was filled with nausea: "Please take care of yourself!" But the trembling epilogue leaked her nervousness.

"Self-respect? The red light at the door wasn't the princess's point? Obviously it was the princess who flooded the spring, so what fierce girl?"

Lu Zhongxing knew about the red light on New Year's Eve. On the one hand, he said this: On the one hand, he didn't marry the backlog of resentment of his favorite person. On the other hand: Nangong's daughter-in-law "being enraged" at the palace banquet was just "looking coldly", and at this moment he deliberately humiliated by the sake of wine.

Nangong's sister-in-law had a pale face, her body trembled, and she bit a humiliating tear from the corners of her lower lips. She pushed the chest with all her strength, but faced the powerful man of Kong Wu, but the mantis arm was the car.

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Please allow me to click. In fact, the details of the story have been conceived clearly, but it still hurts when I write here.

The niece has a female CP, but according to my original idea, Lu Zhongxing made her strong, and because of some physical reasons, a lot of things happened because the niece did not fall into red.

But my heart was really intolerable when I wrote it here.

In fact, I think the reason for this book's abuse is that there are actually no bad people in this book.

It's not like some kind of cool text. The settings of bad characters and characters are too flat, like an NPC. After being wiped out, readers rushed out with a hint of pleasure.

And there seems to be no such "pure" person in my book.

such as:

Nangong Jean exterminated the grassland, but his deep affection for the original match and his love for the niece. To a king is ancient and modern.

Although Qi Yan's life is very hard, she is indeed blackened.

The masked person looks like a "perverted" character, but who knows her story?

Chuntao and Qiuju are nieces. Why does Qi Yan pick Chuntao to start? Isn't it easy for her to have "deficiencies" in some of her behaviors and personalities?

Is Lu Zhongxing wrong? If he is married to Nangong Jingnv, he must be a gentle man. After all, he has waited for Nangong Jingnv for many years, and he does n’t even have a housemate.

Is the niece wrong? No, it can only be said that her character is not suitable for Lu Zhongxing, and that she valued "dignity" more, and couldn't look at the issue as openly as Jing Nu, so she would not forgive Lu Zhongxing, and was doomed to this marriage. Bitter fruit.

If this book says really innocent people, it may be Kocho.

Nangong Jingnv's merit and personality are my favorite so far, but there is nothing wrong with the father's debts, let alone the maidservants who are loved by thousands. She has original sin. Just like a company, you inherit the assets and bear the debt.

I don't know if this is a disease. I have great respect for the "personality" of my characters. Once they are set, they are a friend worthy of equal treatment in my heart. In addition, I treat the late strokes of these completed characters. Most of them respect their personality and choose to write. On some major decisions, I will close my perspective of the Emperor, imagine myself as the other party, inherit the other party ’s values, personality, etc Factors to think about, will definitely not forcibly distort for some point of GET readers.

So please give me a day to think about whether the future of the niece should respect my original intention.

However, no matter how it develops in the future, I have my considerations. After all, this is the case, and I have nothing to worry about, considering it from a literary perspective.

This novel took me too much effort, really too much.

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