Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

Nangong Jingnv was not drunk this time, she was too drunk and fell asleep as soon as she got on the sedan chair.

Qi Yan just held her in a carriage and returned to the main hall.

Qi Yan pulled a quilt for Nangong Jingnv, looking at her red cheeks and frowning frowns due to discomfort.

If Kocho is still alive, she should be so big.

The moment she saw Jiya, Qi Yan knew something afterwards.

Why does the leader of the grassland bear his own banner?

At that time, Agula was not as magical as Jiya said, just the opposite: because her mother was a Wei national, her reputation in the clan was not high.

The only thing that makes people look a little higher is probably to communicate with the horse.

Jiya dare to describe it this way, perhaps because two-thirds of the prairie people have been killed by the Wei people, and there is no trace of Agula's past.

If a prairie man really wants to use the plow to build momentum, it is better to carry his father's name. But the other side chose the prince who disappeared at the age of eight ...

There is only one reason.

That man was looking for the real begging Agula in this way!

Who would do this? The answer is clear at a glance ...

After many years, who would care about her besides her loved ones?

Bayan, it turns out that you are still alive ...

Qi Yan returned to the side hall alone, took off his robe and sat in the bath barrel, stroked the lifelike totem of the wolf king on his chest, and wet his eyes.

For eleven years, I would rather risk it than wash away the last trace, and I am looking forward to this almost impossible event.

Bayin is still alive, Giya also appeared, and the younger generation of the past steppe appeared one after another, so ...

Does your sister live somewhere?

Bayin made the matter known to the world. Did your sister also hear the news?

That year, Kocho was only five years old.

Qi Yan is afraid that for too long, Xiao Die has forgotten the appearance of her brother. Only the totem passed down from generation to generation can help them recognize each other.

Qi Yan pressed his forehead against the edge of the barrel, and tears dripped into the barrel, fused with the hot water in the barrel and disappeared.

For eleven years, she always hoped that Kocho and Bayan were still alive. But this hope is too slim, so slim that Qi Yan dare not face it.

Even after seeing how the Wei people treated the prairie prisoners of war, she cruelly hoped they were dead.

Qi Yan couldn't imagine what kind of days the two young children would face after becoming prisoners of war.

When I heard that someone was uprising under the name "Begyan Agula", Qi Yan instinctively rejected the possibility of Bayin.

I'm just afraid that if I guess wrong, I can't bear the despair that results from the broken hope.

She has been in the dark for too long, and even if she sees the light, she dare not accept it.

Qi Yan grabbed the wet net and covered her mouth, but the tiny cry still overflowed.

Giya's appearance really scared her.

She never thought that the exposure would come so soon. She was not afraid of death, she was just afraid that she would be cut off for a long time.

Qi Yan still remembers that the last time she cried was on the day when Huiyuan opened the list.

She cooked two bowls of mother's best noodles that day, and after eating, she secretly told herself: Bayin and Kocho were dead ...

She also vowed that this was the last time she cried, and her future path would not allow her weakness.

But she still cried.

Qi Yan hugged her body and shrank into the hot water, but she still felt cold, from the cold inside.

What happened at the palace banquet shocked her, and she could not help shaking when she recalled the scene.

But this uneasiness was not shared, and no one would heal her.

She could only shrink into the hot water, trembling and hugging herself, tears silently.

Qi Yan is just a non-existent person. Her name is Qi Yan Agula.

It was a woman who had to wear a manhood and could not take it off for nineteen years.

She will be afraid, helpless and crying.

She was never a genius, or even a "stupid" person.

...

Qi Yan changed into a clean set of clothes, and brought in scissors to cut off the changed clothes. Drop the scissors and throw the shattered clothes on the ground.

Nangong Lie's touch made Qi Yan disgusting. It was not a good thing that the viper-like man appeared by his side from time to time.

Qi Yan sat there for a long time at the table, turned to look at the paved bed, but got up and went out.

Hearing the sound, Xia He came out of the atrium and hit a blessing: "Where is Master Ma, where are you going?"

"I'm a bit uneasy about Your Highness, can I bother Sister Xia He to take a trip with me?"

"Yes."

Xia He lined Qi Yan's side and lowered the lantern.

His Royal Highness had commanded: Ye Ma Ye could not be seen at night, and there was no need to be obsessed with etiquette when he served at night. You can hold the light on the side of the horse, and if necessary, support it.

A lonely moon hangs in mid-sky, making the surrounding stars look a little dim.

At night, the whole street of the Princess Princess Palace was patrolled by guards, and it was very quiet.

Reason told her that she should go back to the side hall, but her legs moved again.

Qiu Ju was surprised when Qi Yan returned and said, "See Ye Ma Ye."

Qi Yan was silent for a moment and said in a deliberate tone: "Sister Qiuju, I want to stay in the main hall tonight, I wonder if I can make it once?"

Qiuju was a little bit embarrassed, Qi Yan sighed, "Let's go back."

"Master Ma, please stay!"

Qiu Ju gritted her teeth: "Tomorrow, please ask Master Ma and His Royal Highness to make a noise."

"This is natural, thank you sister Qiuju."

Qiu Ju lit a red light and hung up to the door of the palace, only because she felt the feeling of her Royal Highness to Grandma Ma, so she dared to do so.

The niece has no right to make any decision for the owner, but try to figure out what the owner wants to do, and even if punished.

It is a pity that Chuntao has not been able to learn this.

Thinking of the old man Qiu Ju a little sad, please retire.

Qi Yan blew out the lights and lay beside Nangong Jingnv.

The other party slept heavily, breathing evenly, and the air was filled with sweet wine.

It's also drunk, and Nangong Lie makes Qi Yan sick, but Nangong Jingnv makes her feel at ease.

Qi Yan called softly: "His Royal Highness?"

Without answering, she turned her head for a moment and quietly moved towards Nangong Jingnv.

This was repeated several times until the other person was embraced.

Qi Yan let out a sigh of satisfaction, feeling the temperature and breath of the other party, and the fear and anxiety lingering in her heart was finally comforted ...

She suddenly felt so despicable: while planning to destroy Nangong Jing's house, she used the other party to comfort her uneasy heart.

But Qi Yan was so tired that she could not think anymore, and held Nangong Jingnu closed her eyes.

Nangong Jingnv has a special constitution: it is good to drink and shallow, but if you are too drunk, you will wake up early. After waking up, I would go back to sleep and make sure that I was 100 times more energetic.

As soon as the East turned white, Nangong Jingnu opened her eyes.

Seeing Qi Yan who was close at hand blinked doubtfully, and felt the state of the two, his heartbeat accelerated.

She didn't dare to move in this position, and even slowed her breathing.

I slowly turned my head and looked at it: I was still sleeping in an exclusive position, so was Qi Yan actively "posting" it?

Thinking of this, a bright smile bloomed on Nangong Jingnv's face.

She glanced over the dark-colored eyebrows, long and dense eyelashes, and her eyes became gentler when she saw the other person's left face was a little lighter, but still the scar was striking.

Such a weak and sick scholar, in the face of the calmness and bravery shown by the mad Yuhuayao, I do not know how many people stronger than him.

Thinking that this scar was left to protect herself, Nangong Jingnu's heart was soft and her eyes were entangled in Qi Yan's face.

suddenly! She saw that Qi Yan's earlobe had a recessed hole and her body was stiff.

This ... Is this a pierced ear that a woman has?

Nangong Jingnu's fingertips are cold: This man ... cannot be a woman! I have seen his body ...

She stared at Qi Yan's pierced ears for fear that she was wrong, and hesitantly pressed Qi Yan's chest, grabbed one, and flattened.

Nangong Jing long breathed, but still a little confused.

This catch awakened Qi Yan.

Qi Yan opened her eyes and saw the first act. The expression on Nangong Jing's face was complicated. She pressed her hands on her chest and rubbed them?

Qi Yan's heart was tightly accompanied by some unknown emotion, and she called in a slightly lazy tone: "His Royal Highness?"

"Ah!" Nangong Jingnu called out and retracted her hand.

"What is Your Highness doing?"

Nangong Jingnv's show blushed, but I never thought she would be caught!

Qi Yan wouldn't think he was frivolous! ? What does she want to explain!

"His Royal Highness?"

Nangong Jingnv's daughter was half-wary, she simply crossed her heart and asked, "Why do you have piercings?"

Qi Yan's eyes sank, but for this reason she had already prepared.

"As a child, he was fragile and sick. There is a saying in the folk: It would be easier to feed a little name, and my father gave me a milk name called Tie Zhu. I hope my body can withstand as much as the name. Unfortunately, the weak constitution is not Therefore, the ancestors in the village said that it might be useful to raise me as a girl. The mother pierced an ear hole for the minister and wore earrings for several years, and her body really improved. However, the village's children laughed at the minister for a long time ... ... "

Qi Yanyue said that it was getting lower, as if she felt that Nangong Jingnu also hated her.

Nangong Jingnv returned to Qi Yan, raised her hand and pinched her earlobe: "This palace doesn't know the folk customs, don't think about it. It turns out that this pierced ear has such a magical effect."

Qi Yan looked at Zhu Lip, who was close at hand, slumped, breathing stagnation, opened the distance between the two, and turned around.

Nangong Jingnv sat up and touched Qi Yan's back: "Are you angry?"

"No."

"Then you turn around ~."

Qi Yan hesitated for a moment or turned back. Nangong Jingnv keenly captured the unnaturalness in Qi Yan's expression, and her heart was filled with sweetness.

She lay back, put her hands on Qi Yan's waist, closed her eyes and said, "It's early, let's sleep again."

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The update is here, it's a bit late, sorry.

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