Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

It took more than 20 days to drive from the capital to the emperor Yongzhou, and it only took twelve days to return to the capital from Yongzhou.

The horse-drawn carriage was changed three times and four times. This was the most exhausted trip of the Nangong Jingnv in fifteen years. After returning to the Princess Palace, it was too late to take a bath and change clothes. Announcement.

After hearing the shock, Chuntao whispered Qiuju aside, and the two discussed it. Qiu Ju came to Nangong Jingnv.

"His Royal Highness."

"Is Tang Quan ready? This palace is exhausted."

"His Highness ... Slaves have something to report."

"Say it."

"Weiyang Palace runs on the eve of Qingming Festival ..."

Nangong Jingnian frowned: "How about the loss?"

Qiuju knelt on the ground and whispered, "All 36 palaces were burned down ..."

Nangong Jingnu stood up suddenly, "Huo": "Are there any objects rescued?"

Qiu Ju shook her head, and Nangong Jingnv's body shook and rushed outward.

...

The sedan car stopped in front of the Weiyang Palace, but the bright yellow roofs of the past were not seen, and the surrounding walls were black.

Nangong Jingnv jumped out of the sedan and walked inward. There were more than a dozen housekeepers cleaning the ruins. Seeing that Nangong Jingnu stopped working in her hands, bowed down and worshiped: "See His Royal Highness."

Nangong Jingnian stared blankly at everything in front of her eyes, as far as she could see, she couldn't even leave the frame of a palace!

She always felt that Weiyang Palace was lonely, and she never thought it would be more empty than expected after it was burned.

"Where is the leader's housekeeper?"

An inner servant dropped the broom and quickly came to Nangong Jingnv: "The slave sees His Highness."

"Did you rescue anything?"

The housekeeper was embarrassed: "This ..."

"Did you grab a picture?"

"Slave **** it."

"... you all step back."

"Yes."

Chun Tao and Qiu Ju exchanged a look, and quietly backed out.

Time passed away bit by bit, and Chun Tao tried to go in several times to see if they were stopped by Qiu Ju.

Nangong Jingnv waited for an hour on the ruins before coming out, silently got into the sedan chair: "Back to the house."

"Well."

After Qi Yan bathed, she washed off the dust, changed into clean clothes, and came out from behind the screen.

Suddenly I heard a cramped footsteps outside the hall. The door was pushed open the next moment.

"See Your Highness."

Nangong Jing female's chest was undulating, her eyes were red and she stood two steps outside Qi Yan.

Qi Yan's heart is like a mirror, suppressing the guilt in her heart, and calmly looking at Nangong Jingnv.

It wasn't until Chun Tao and Qiu Ju closed the door of the palace from the outside that Nangong Jingnv slammed into Qi Yan's arms.

Qi Yan's heart trembled, and she called out, "His Royal Highness?"

Nangong Jingnv sniffed the faint grass fragrance and water vapor on Qi Yan's body, and drew all the tears on her placket: "Weiyang Palace is gone."

At about the same time, Qi Yan's mind sprang up with several "reasonable" answers. But when it came to the mouth, it turned into a silent sigh.

Fortunately, Nangong Jingnu still immersed herself in the sorrow of losing the portrait of her biological mother, and did not notice it.

She tightened her arms around Qi Yan's waist, and said with a thick nasal voice: "Nothing was snatched out, the picture of the mother-in-law is gone, and the night pearl that I want to give to you after the Mama House is built is gone ..."

Qi Yan remembers: the New Year's Eve Palace feast went to the Nangong Palace to give a reward to the Nangong Jingnv a night pearl of the East China Sea, this thing is suitable for the night can not be seen.

Qi Yan's lips moved, and finally she squeezed out a "reasonable" sentence: "Why is it good?"

Nangong Jingnu sucked her nose: "The fire in Weiyang Palace was all burned."

Qi Yan raised her hand and touched the back of Nangong Jingnv, touching a slightly raised bun.

This place is different from the grassland. When a woman in Wei Kingdom marries, she scoops up the scattered silk, and combs the hair of a married woman for life.

No matter how old you are when you marry, you will no longer be a child once your hair style changes.

Since then, more attention must be paid to words and deeds, and no wrongdoing should be done.

Nangong Jingnv's hair burst because of herself, and the fire at Weiyanggong rose because of herself. In the near future, everything she lost will be created by herself.

Qi Yan wanted to find a deep mountain to climb up, and asked the gods living on the sky: Why? Why should the grasslands be destroyed, and why should I let myself avenge in this way?

Nangong Jingnv cried for a while, and muffled, "Qi Yan?"

"Ok?"

She froze over Qi Yan's chest and raised her head: "Why don't you talk?"

Qi Yan lowered her eyes slightly. Nangong Jingnv read the sorrow of those amber eyes and heard her say deeply: "I don't know how to comfort His Highness, but I hate that I cannot empathize, and I ca n’t share it suffering."

Nangong Jingnv made a double beep, yelling at Qi Yan's dress corner: "My palace is tired."

"His Royal Highness sent him back to rest."

"Just here, this palace has no strength to go that far."

"it is good."

Qi Yan helped Nangong Jingnu to sit on her bed, squatted to the bed and took off her shoes and socks for Nangong Jingnu herself.

Nangong Jingnu blushed and hid, "It's good if you come by yourself."

Qi Yan grabbed the ankle of Nangong Jingnu and said softly, "His Royal Highness sit down, I'll be fine."

Nangong Jingnv lay down on the bed, looking away: "Thank you."

Qi Yan pulled up the quilt for Nangong Jingnv: "The minister took the net cloth and wiped his face on His Highness."

"Ok."

Qi Yan washed the cloth and walked over. Nangong Jingnv was asleep. There was still a full crystal tear in the corner of his eye.

Nangong Jingnv has always been accustomed to it. She hasn't slept all night for more than a dozen days, and she cried sadly for such a long time.

Qi Yan clenched her hand in the wet cloth tightly, and sat carefully beside the bed. She wiped her face for Nangong Jingnu carefully, and then wiped her hand again.

I'm sorry, Your Highness.

I do not expect your forgiveness, nor will I stop there.

If you owe something that is not clear before you die, return to Hell.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

Chun Tao's voice came: "Ma Ma?"

Qi Yan walked quickly to the door and opened the door, compared to a silent gesture: "His Royal Highness is asleep, come here and say."

"Yes."

The two came to the side hall, and Chuntao took a folding fan from her arms and handed it to Qi Yan: "Private housekeeper just made a trip, and Tonu 婢 handed this thing over to the grandma."

Qi Yan shook open the folding fan. The fan's face is exactly his own character. Although there are two fans on the fan face, at this time, she will only be found by this way.

"I went out for a while. If Her Highness wakes up and troubles Sister Chuntao, I will inform you."

"Yes."

Sitting on the carriage back to Qi House, Qi Yan roughly guessed what the Ram Yanghuai would say.

It is also difficult for him. The entire Yangyang Mansion has the highest official position. His eldest son, Yang Yangbai, hangs a spare time at the Hongxue Museum.

In such a big incident, the Minister of the Central Government will not dare to plead for the Rams ...

Qi Yan didn't want to be loyal to the ram and tossed out a personal relationship with the ram locust. In the past, the ram yangzhong did not participate in the matter on the grassland.

However, this road of vengeance is bound to bleed, and she will not go away in order to bypass anyone.

Qi Yan secretly weighed: What would you get if you helped the Rams? What risks will it face?

...

"Master Ma, the private house is here."

Qi Yan jumped out of the carriage, and the porter greeted him, "Master is back?"

"Well, what about the guests?"

"In the main hall, the housekeeper Qian is entertaining."

Qi Yan turned to the driver and said, "Go back first."

"Yes."

When I came to the living room, I saw the butler Qian Yuan standing shoulder to shoulder, and the ram Huai turned sharply.

"White Rock."

Yang Yanghuai looked like a savior, and strode in front of Qi Yan: "Iron pillar! You are here!"

"Bai Shi is a little calm and restless, but Qian Qian, you take someone down, and don't leave anyone to serve."

"Yes."

Qian Yuan withdrew, and Gong Yanghuai said anxiously: "Today, the purpose of the palace suddenly came, saying that my father entered the prison of the Ministry of Justice because of" negligence ". In the afternoon, my father made a hurried visit and met the brother. I left early because I was "prepared". My mother couldn't bear the blow and was already in bed. My elder brother didn't let me bother you, but I still wanted to come and go. My father was always careful. How could he be "negligent"? "

Qi Yan sighed softly: "Bai Shi sit first, let me elaborate."

"it is good."

Under the anxious gaze of Yang Yanghuai, Qi Yan groaned for a long time and whispered softly: "Everything I say next is confidential, and I hope Bai Shi will not leak a word."

Ram Yanghuai raised his palm: "My Ram Shiraishi swears to heaven ..."

"Bai Shi doesn't have to be that way, I can trust you. But, let me say a word of disrespect, Uncle is afraid it will be a lot of evil ..."

After hearing what happened, the male Yang Huai's face turned pale, and he almost slipped off the chair.

Although the emperor did not call the ancestral tomb the emperor's tomb, it was just a name.

The emperor's mausoleum was on fire, but it was a serious crime of the Nine Nine Clan, and it was already a magnificent imperial court to win only three of them.

Yang Yanghuai finally sat down on the ground in tears. Covered his face and cried in despair.

He thought that the phrase "prepared early" said by his father's friends was to let them go through the door and find someone to plead.

It never occurred to them to prepare for the aftermath ...

The elder brother, a scholar, never thought to go any further when he was in Hongxueguan, and he started relatively high among his friends. I wanted to ask Qi Yan to say a few words in front of the princess in an effort to be light.

So it seems impossible ...

Even if Qi Yan Gu Nian is willing to help, how dare he speak?

Qi Yan lifted the ram acacia from the ground: "White Rock ..."

Gongyang Huai wiped a tear indiscriminately: "Sorry, I would like to thank you for coming here. I'm back ..."

Qi Yan raised her arms and stopped for a moment: "Baishi stayed."

Gongyang Huai shook her face and waved her hand: "Your Majesty Hong En is mighty, so I'll go back and prepare ..."

Qi Yan held the arm of the male locust and said sincerely, "There is still a little bit of change in this matter."

In the past, Master taught Qi Yan that the country's hatred for extinction would have to be repaid by piles of corpses and mountains of blood.

Qi Yan has always thought so, but the cry of Gong Yanghuai reminded her of her once desperate self. How good would someone be to help herself back then?

Looking at the gaze of Yang Yanghuai, he regretted that it was late ...

Qi Yan had to persuade herself with the valuable value of the Ram's Mansion, which made her feel better.

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