Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

The two sisters went out of the palace together, and the daughter of Nangong Jing returned her sister to Princess Zhuohua. Fortunately, Gong Yan said: Lu Zhongxing has not been back since New Year's Eve.

Nangong Jing maiden breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked whether Nangong maids went to see the lantern together, the latter refused again, and had to board the carriage back to the house alone.

The carriage had just stopped at the Princess Princess House, and the concierge ran towards the courtyard.

Nangong Jingnu called the concierge before she got out of the car: "You don't need to let them out to please."

"Yes."

It is reasonable to say that Nangong Jingnu returned to her house, and a cadre in the house was waiting to welcome her. This also included Qi Yan.

Qiu Ju's face was clear, and she helped Nangong Jingnu to ask a girl: "How is Yema good?"

"Back to Your Highness, Ding Yuyi got up in the morning and asked him to be safe, and said Ye Ma is well. He has used breakfast and lunch on time, and is in the study at this moment."

Nangong Jing female blushed and glanced at Qiuju.

The latter pouted and chuckled: "Master Ma hasn't known that His Royal Highness is coming back. Does His Royal Highness want to go over to see it for himself? Or is the slave to pass a pass?"

After waiting for the Nangong Jingnv to answer, Qiu Ju said, "Just in time, Your Highness will move to the study room."

Nangong Jingnu cleared her throat: "Yeah."

At this moment, the other girls also showed smiling smiles. Nangong Jingnv is generous and generous, and occasionally some innocent jokes between the master and servant never get angry.

Qi Yan found a volume of solitary bamboo slips in the study room of Nangong Jingnv. She was reading with great interest, and suddenly heard the footsteps coming from the door, she pretended not to hold the bamboo slips without looking up.

The study door was pushed open, and the girls asked An Dao one after another: "See Master Ma."

Nangong Jingnu raised her eyebrows: It seems that the servants in the former palace were not so respectful, right? Did something happen in the past few days?

Qi Yan Lianlian reluctantly looked away from the bamboo slips, and saw Nangong Jingnu quickly put down the bamboo slips, and stood up to bypass the book case: "See His Royal Highness. The minister was obsessed with reading and did not hear the biography.

Nangong Jingnian frowned: "You go down first."

"Well."

Qi Yan looked at the Nangong Jingnu and asked softly, "Your Highness is not happy?"

Nangong Jingnu looked back and shook her head: "No."

What do you want her to say? Did she tell Qi Yan: she didn't like that he always carried the word "shouli" on her body?

Does she want to tell Qi Yan: She wants Qi Yan to be more natural when they are alone, not to be so trembling?

Does she want to tell Qi Yan: This is the first time she has left her second sister in fifteen years, and rushed back to her house like an arrow, she hoped to see him expressing a happy or surprised expression, rather than now Like.

It's nothing wrong to think about Qi Yan, isn't it?

Except for Father Emperor and brothers and sisters, everyone saw himself like this.

So what's wrong with Qi Yan?

Qi Yan watched Nangong Jingnu quietly, taking into account the slight changes in her expression. For ten years, Qi Yan has been observing and observing the color all the time. How can she not know the mind of Nangong Jingnu when she observes people's hearts?

She had already touched the other person's temperament, and Qi Yan had already budgeted when the study door was opened: What kind of look, expression and tone can make Nangong Jingnv happy.

However, when he saw the unabashed joy in the other's eyes, Qi Yan changed his mind stiffly.

The play had been too involved, and she was afraid that one day she would not even be able to tell whether it was real or not.

But when Qi Yan saw that Nangong Jingnu's expression gradually became cold, her chest became uncomfortable.

The next moment, the body moved uncontrollably.

Nangong Jingnv was secretly sulking, and the person who provoked her took the initiative to take her hand!

Nangong Jingnv raised her head suddenly, staring at Qi Yan.

This unexpected and slightly surprised Qi Yan's eyes were stinging. She forced herself to suppress her thoughts and held Nangong Jingnu's hand in her palm.

Nangong Jingnv's body was tense first, and she tried to pump her hands. Who knew that the other party would hold it tighter.

She softened her body and replied softly: "Qiu Ju is prepared, this palace is too troublesome."

Qi Yan rubbed Nangong Jingnu's hand and passed the temperature of her palm to the other side.

Nangong Jingnv's face was a little red and she didn't speak.

"His Royal Highness."

"Ok?"

"Today is the first yuan festival."

Nangong Jingnv laughed: "Our palace naturally remembers, isn't this back?"

Qi Yan blinked and said expectantly, "Have your Highness decided to leave the house?"

"Of course the old rules!"

"Old rules?"

"You'll know by then."

...

For dinner, Nangong Jingnv just drank a bowl of soup and winked. Qi Yan also had to put down her chopsticks: "His Royal Highness, the minister is ready to eat."

"The palace is also eaten, let's go back to the room."

As soon as Chuntao wanted to ask if the dinner was not suitable for the two, he heard that the main man and the horse returned to the room ...

Qi Yan saw Chuntao look overwhelmed, and looked helplessly at Nangong Jing: Does she know what she said just now?

There is no official officer in Princess Wanxing's house, and only two sweethearts, Chuntao and Qiuju, are in the restaurant. If it spreads out, you have to describe Princess Wu as an unscrupulous appetite!

Qiuju summoned the girl to collect the whole chopsticks, and Chuntao followed the two and walked towards the dorm.

I lit the big red palace lamp and hung it in front of the hall, but I heard Nangong Jingnu tell them to go in.

"What does His Highness command?"

Nangong Jingvu uncovered a package from somewhere and put it on the table to open a man's gown: "Changing clothes!"

Qi Yan withdrew from the dorm with a smile, Chun Tao and Qiu Ju said in surprise, "Your Highness Going Out?"

A quarter of an hour later, the door opened.

Nangong Jingnv was wearing a crescent-white gown and a Zhu Xi blouse. She jumped over the threshold and opened her arms in front of Qi Yan. "How?"

There was a small felt hat on her head that I didn't know where to find it, and a little shattered hair appeared between her ears. Qi Yan looked up and down and praised sincerely: "His Highness changed into this dress, like a little boy sneaking out of the house."

Qi Yan is telling the truth, I don't know why: Nangong Jingnv's facial features are very soft, and she is also noble and elegant in the palace dress on weekdays, but she can be faked by changing to men's clothing.

It was as if Qi Yan recognized Nangong's daughter at first glance, but hesitated for a long time in Nangong Jingnv, and finally recognized her as a little boy ...

Maybe it's her tenderness without raising her hands, or maybe the firmness and bravery from time to time in her daring black eyes ...

After hearing Qi Yan's affirmation, Nangong Jingnu proudly raised her chin: "Look? This palace has said that no one will recognize it. You two can rest assured?"

Chuntao said hesitantly: "His Royal Highness still bring a few guards, slaves really don't worry, let alone Master Ma is invisible."

Nangong Jingnv's face became cold all of a sudden, feeling Qiuju dragging herself behind, Chuntao knelt hurriedly: "His Royal Highness forgive sins, slavery ... I made a mistake."

Qiu Ju also knelt down, "Yun Ma Ye forgive me, Chun Tao is not malicious."

"Let's get up with the two sisters. Your Royal Highness, Chen Chen thinks what Sister Chuntao said is reasonable ..."

Nangong Jingnv grabbed Qi Yan's arm and walked out: "Regardless of them, this palace promised you something to be done."

Qiuju quickly walked to the two of them: "His Royal Highness, please stay."

"what happened again?"

"His Highness always tells the slaves when you will return? The slaves may come to the backyard to open the door for you in advance. And in the cold days these days, the Royal Highness and the horses have a cloak before leaving.

Nangong Jingnv looked at Qi Yan: "When can we come back?"

Qiuju colored Chuntao, who went to get his cloak.

"Up to two hours."

"Open the door to the backyard two hours later."

"Well."

Chun Tao came out holding her cloak, Qiu Ju took one to personally line up the Nangong Jingnv: "His Royal Highness will come back earlier, slaves miss you."

"Got it."

Qi Yan took the cloak and put it on, and thanked the two.

Nangong Jingnu took the lotus lantern and held Qi Yan in one hand, "Let's go."

"Ok."

"You're closer to this palace, watch your feet."

"Yes."

...

The two secretly walked out of the back door and walked through the imprisoned street of Princess Mansion.

Nangong made a total of three horizontal and three vertical six streets as the Shangyuan Festival Night Market. These six streets hang all kinds of lanterns from all streets to the end of the street. The whole street is brightly lit like daylight. I was a little relieved.

The streets were crowded, and everyone had a happy smile on their faces. Even if they accidentally hit their shoulders, they would arch and say a few lucky words to each other.

There were fireworks passing from time to time, and the sound of firecrackers faintly heard in the distance. The air was filled with the aroma of various snacks when cooking, as if the cold of the winter was dispelled.

Nangong Jingnv was very excited and exclaimed from time to time holding Qi Yan's hand. She was very cute.

Nangong Jingnu raised the lantern and pointed across the street: "Let's go over there!"

In front of the two there were three stalls: a bamboo shelf was mounted on the trolley, and various masks were hung on it.

A white-haired old lady was sitting on a wooden box with her hands stuck in her sleeves in front of a variety of figurines.

There is also a booth: Shangyuan oil hammer, one end of the load is a hot oil pan, the boss held a foot of bamboo with a foot full and turned the oil hammer. The other lady of the burden was rolling a fresh oil hammer.

Qi Yan couldn't help chuckling: The three stalls were surrounded by children who were less than the age of dancing, and some came along, and some were led by his father.

Rare Nangong Jingnv 15 years old still loves these things ...

Nangong Jingnv shook Qi Yan's hand: "Which one should we buy first?"

Qi Yan said generously, "Buy it all."

Nangong Jingnv smiled brilliantly, pulling Qi Yan to the mask stall first: "How do masks sell?"

"One pair of three copper plates, two pairs of five copper plates. This is the two boys ..." Sweeping the two hands holding tightly together.

Qi Yan replied: "The younger brother's temper is unhurried, and his father told him not to run around before going out."

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This chapter is on the 29th, and is updated during the day.

Thanks to Ling Paojun, the angel's deep-water reward, and more.

PS: Qi Yan and Nangong Jingnv didn't bring money ...

Nangong Jingnv [Qigong]: Why didn't you bring money!

Qi Yan [Innocent]: His Highness thought that His Highness had brought it.

Nangong Jingnu: This palace never brings money.

Qi Yan: Chen Chen never had money.

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