Tenderness and early separation
The sound of the carriage's "lulu" was incessant, and Qi Yan sat alone in the carriage, looking at a random place, but suddenly a knowing smile appeared on her face.
That smile got bigger and bigger, and in the end Qi Yan had no choice but to clench her fist against her lips and bite the third knuckle of her index finger, but she didn't make a sound.
She took the strange poison and restrained her female characteristics, but sometimes she was curious about what she should look like and secretly read a lot of books on these aspects.
It's just that Nangong Jingnu's menstruation came without warning, and Qi Yan couldn't react immediately.
At that time, the two of them were completely panicked. Nangong Jingnu had a pale face and leaned against Qi Yan with one hand covering her lower abdomen. Tears flowed out at once: "Qi Yan, what's wrong with me?"
Qi Yan hugged Nangong Jingnv tightly, her first reaction was that someone had poisoned Nangong Jingnv, and her panicked expression revealed a trace of cruelty and ruthlessness.
Qi Yan: "Don't be afraid, Your Highness, take it easy! I'll go to Xuan Yu's doctor right now, nothing will happen!" After comforting her with trembling, Qi Yan called out to Qiu Ju, her voice sharply changed.
Nangong Jingnu gave her body completely to the other party, grabbed her arm, and her fingertips were cold.
With a "bang", Qiu Ju slammed open the door of the bedroom: "Your Highness?"
Qi Yan's lips trembled, and she said quickly: "Pass the imperial doctor, quickly pass the imperial doctor!"
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Qiu Ju stumbled out and instructed the powerful family members to pass the information and return to inquire about the situation.
It wasn't until this time that Qi Yan thought of a possibility...
This sixteen-year-old girl in my arms... Could it be that she is an adult
There was a strange feeling in Qi Yan's heart, and the look in Nangong Jingnu's eyes was also different. Her eyes skipped the faint plum blossom between her legs several times, and she hesitated.
The more Nangong Jingnv thought about it, the more sad she became. She leaned in Qi Yan's arms, tears streaming down her cheeks. She suddenly realized that she and Qi Yan still had a lot of things to do, and there was still a long way to go together...
The bleeding from there, how should the imperial doctor diagnose it? Although it is not advisable to taboo the disease and avoid the doctor, isn't she going to die of shame
Nangong Jingnu took a breath and forced herself to calm down: "Qiu Ju, wait outside first. Ben Gong and the concubine have something to say."
Qiu Ju: "Yes."
Nangong Jingnu pulled the quilt to cover herself, and was still leaning against Qi Yan's arms. Before she could say a thousand words, tears flowed out again.
Qi Yan knew that Nangong Jingnu had been raised under the emperor's knees since she was a child, and it seemed that she had never been taught in this regard, but she was inconvenient to say more about her identity, so as not to reveal her fault...
Dilemma, very distressing.
Nangong Jingnu wiped her tears, and the first sentence she said turned out to be: "You and I have no children, if I have anything... Ten thousand households may not be guaranteed. You..."
With a choked sentence, for Qi Yan, it was like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, and the pain was unbearable.
Her eyes were red, and she hugged Nangong Jingnu's delicate body and pressed her chin to the top of her head, and said both angrily and distressed: "Don't talk nonsense, you won't know until the imperial doctor sees it."
Nangong Jingnu nodded her head, feeling a little calmer.
But last year, she went through too many things. First, Nangong Ping was beaten, and then her father, who had always been Kangtai, was suddenly speechless, which made her experience the fragility and impermanence of life, so she wanted to arrange when she was "awake". The rest of the life of a good pillow.
Nangong Jingnu: "Qi Yan..."
Qi Yan: "The minister is here."
Nangong Jingnv: "We... I knew that I would go out with you on the New Year's Day. You will definitely make it to the end of this lantern riddle."
Qi Yan tightened her arms and said in an unprecedentedly gentle tone: "Every Shangyuan Festival in the future, this minister will be by His Highness's side."
Nangong Jingnu: "Really?"
Qi Yan: "A gentleman said a word."
Even though Qi Yan knew that Nangong Jingnu was not sick at all, she still made a promise with an extremely sincere attitude, but she forgot: the identities of the two may not be destined to be fulfilled so beautifully.
The imperial doctor came, and the result was the same as Qi Yan expected - an Oolong fight.
Qi Yan was temporarily invited to wait in the side hall, while Qiu Ju told Nangong Jingnu about a woman's menstrual cycle in the main hall, and told her: This is a sign that a woman can be a mother when she grows up, and she will be a mother every month in the future. once.
After hearing this, Nangong Jingnu covered herself in the quilt and refused to come out. It was a shame! No more face to face!
What does the Imperial Physician Society write on the pulse case? Her Royal Highness Princess Zhen Zhen urgently called the imperial doctor late at night, just for menarche
what! ! ! Nangong Jingnu shouted angrily and drove Qiu Ju out.
The red light in front of the bedroom was taken off, and the couple had to separate rooms during the women's menstrual period...
Qi Yan was invited by Qiu Ju to the side hall to spend the night...
At night, Qi Yan suddenly heard the sound of shredded footsteps coming from outside the door, and Nangong Jingnu sneaked over in a middle coat and a cloak.
As soon as Qi Yan opened the door, Nangong Jingnu threw herself into her arms, no matter how coaxed Qi Yan did, she refused to raise her head, her hands tightly wrapped around Qi Yan's waist, and her face was buried in her chest.
Qi Yan: "Your Highness?"
Nangong Jingnu said sullenly, "Don't look at me!"
Qi Yan raised her head as she said, and Nangong Jingnu said again, "You will be leaving in two days, although Qiu Ju told me not to be with you..."
Qi Yan: "My minister is also reluctant to bear His Highness. It is late at night, and the door is somewhat windy. Would Your Highness wish to come in with the minister?"
Nangong Jingnu was a little hesitant, didn't she say that women's menstruation would collide...
"is it okay?"
"When it's dawn, the minister will quietly send His Highness back to the main hall. If you don't tell me, I won't tell you, no one will know that His Royal Highness has come down."
That night, Nangong Jingnu stayed in Qi Yan's arms like this until dawn. The two were silent most of the time, but they also said a lot of personal words.
Qi Yan rubbed her hands against Nangong Jingnv's lower abdomen from time to time, and although Nangong Jingnv was a little shy, she still blushed and obediently enjoyed her lover's tenderness.
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The towering city wall of the capital gradually turned into a small dot behind the mighty team, and disappeared again...
The carriage also jolted, Qi Yan pulled away from the memory, took the iron hook and swiped the silver charcoal in the furnace, and the flames swayed silently, throwing out the slightest warmth.
Two years later, this was the first time she had been so far away from Nangong Jingnu, but she felt that their hearts were tightly attached to one place.
The capital is to the south, Luoshui is to the north, and the farther north the more muddy, the rain is pouring, and the wind is howling...
The neighing of the horses came from time to time, and everyone's mood was cautious and heavy.
The weather and the mission they were carrying were overwhelming.
Princess Zhen Zhen's concubine and Mr. Qi, the servant of the Ministry of Industry, have always been in poor health, and the officials in Beijing have heard a little about it.
The team traveled for half a month, and Qi Yan got off the carriage only a handful of times, and even the guards who drove the car carefully served.
Thanks to this, she only needs to sit in the carriage and occasionally open the car window to see the raging storm that day.
After walking for a month, the team finally arrived in Jinju, the most affected state.
It can be said to be a state capital with many disasters and disasters, and it is also the hometown of Qi Yan's identity.
The plague in the first year of Jingjia made Jinzhou ten rooms and nine empty. Although ten years later, the population was still very sparse, the city defense was old, and the drainage facilities were useless. A heavy rain paralyzed the entire city.
Fortunately, Jinzhou used to be brilliant. The former dynasty built a palace here. The prefect of Jinzhou started repairing the palace long before Nangongwang set off. They could live in it when they came.
Qi Yan, as a relative of the royal family and a secret staff of Nangong Wang, was arranged in a different courtyard very close to Nangong Wang.
The dinner was served in their respective courtyards. As soon as the sky darkened, Nangong Wang brought only two henchmen to the other courtyard.
Qi Yan put down the scroll in her hand and bowed respectfully: "Your Highness."
Nangong Wang sat on the main seat, raised his hand and rubbed his shoulders: "Brother-in-law doesn't need to be polite, are you tired these days? Sit down and talk."
Qi Yan: "Thank you, Your Highness."
Nangong Wang took out a roll of blueprints from his bosom: "This is the water transport blueprint measured by the artisans in advance. The Ministry of Engineering will be busy in a few days, so you should take a look first."
Qi Yan glanced at it and said calmly: "Your Highness also knows that this minister of the Ministry of Industry is only a 'nameless'. Many things are still in the groping stage, and you have to trouble Your Highness to make decisions."
Nangong Wang smiled and took back the blueprint: "Bengong came to you because there are other things to discuss."
Qi Yan: "My minister is all ears."
A trace of determination flashed across Nangong Wang's eyes: "I would like to take this opportunity to get in touch with the Jiedushi envoys and generals leading troops from the prefectures along the way, and if possible, meet Nagus Anujin, the Jiedushi envoy of Kitakyushu. "
Although Qi Yan's expression did not change, his heart still made waves: Nangong Wang is trying to force the palace to rebel? Or cooperating with self-respect
Qi Yan: "His Royal Highness... Is it that the minister thought of a perfect excuse for you?"
Nangong Wang nodded: "Yes, this time the second child inserted a few people in, and the father's eyes must have been there. Although this palace has the heart, he does not dare to act rashly. But such a God-given opportunity really does not want to miss it, the people's hearts are all Being taken by the second child, and the responsibility of supervising the country falls on the lame head of the fifth child, this palace is very passive."
Qi Yan: "Your Highness, don't be impatient, Rong Chen thought about it."
Nangong Wang didn't mean to leave, he poured a glass of water on his own, as if he didn't plan to leave tonight if he didn't get an answer.
After Nangong Wang finished drinking two glasses of water, Qi Yan stopped thinking and turned to ask, "How much money did the imperial court allocate for this disaster relief?"
"One million taels, counting the supplies and everything, it's estimated to be 1.3 million."
Qi Yan: "How much money did the second prince spend last time?"
Nangong Wang: "The state treasury allocated 800,000 yuan, and he posted 500,000 yuan from the treasury." In order to win the hearts of the people, Nangong Wei gave each household an astonishingly high pension!
Qi Yan hooked the corners of her lips: "But one war cost 1.3 million yuan. Now that several states and counties along the Luoshui River have suffered disasters, how can 1.3 million taels be enough?"
Nangong Wang: "You mean...?"
Qi Yan: "His Royal Highness will quickly hand over the seal in a few days: ask for money from the treasury, no matter how much the fifth prince gives you, you will continue to ask for it."
Nangong Wang: "And then what?"
Qi Yan: "After all, the fifth prince is only a guardian of the country, and he must not be able to meet His Highness's needs. It is urgent to relieve disasters. Then we can only ask the yamen and Jiedushi of the prefectures along the way to donate generously."
Nangong Wang's eyes lit up: "Ben Gong will be able to meet them in an open and honest manner!"