things are not people
Halfway through the palace banquet, Nangong Jingnu really didn't have the heart to sit down any longer, and left early on the grounds of physical discomfort.
Even if it is very necessary for her to sit until the end... After all, this is a palace banquet that is no less than the size of a court meeting. The princess cannot go to court, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for her.
I believe the father has the same idea...
But Nangong Jingnu still decided to follow the strongest desire in her heart. That person is not around, even if there are hundreds of officials discussing politics and delicacy and wine; what's the use
On the other side, Qi Yan personally locked the door of the wing room from the outside, kept the key close to her body, and instructed Qian Yuan not to approach the yard without her instructions.
All the china, accessories, and things that might hurt Xiaodie in the wing were emptied, leaving only a bed, a screen, a cabinet, and a wooden barrel. Fortunately, Xiaodie didn't have the habit of hitting the wall even if she was mad.
She counted the time and got on the carriage back to the Concubine's Mansion. If she expected it was not bad, Nangong Jingnu would come to visit her.
Qi Yan asked Langzhong to give Xiaodie a prescription to calm the nerves and help her sleep. She had already fed Xiaodie before returning to the house. If there were no accidents, she should be able to sleep until dawn.
Qi Yan washed herself and lay on the bed with only her middle clothes on. She put the oil lamp beside the bed and held a scroll of books in her hands. When Nangong Jingnu walked into the bedroom, she saw such a quiet scene.
She did not let the maids follow her, nor did she let Xia He inform her, took off her cloak and handed it to Qiu Ju, instructing them not to wait, and pushed open the door of the dormitory.
She stood at the door and stared at Qi Yan. She had not seen this person for more than half a year, and he had lost more than a little bit of weight. I don't know if it was because he was still ill, and his eyes were a little red...
Nangong Jingnu felt a little distressed, and her thoughts gushed out like a flooded floodgate.
Qi Yan seemed to be immersed in it, without looking away from the book, she casually turned a page and said softly: "Is it dinner? Please bring it in for me..."
Without getting the expected response, Qi Yan reluctantly read a few lines of words before pulling her eyes away from the book, and a fiery red came into her eyes, as well as Nangong Jingnu's smiling eyes.
Qi Yan was stunned. She had not seen Nangong Jingnu for more than half a year, and she became more and more beautiful and dignified. If she was an ignorant girl half a year ago, now she has truly possessed the appearance of a noble man.
"Your Highness?" Qi Yan wanted to lift the quilt and get up, but Nangong Jingnu walked up quickly and said, "Don't get up, just lie down."
Qi Yan's hand movement paused: "Yes."
Nangong Jingnu dragged her long skirt and sat beside the bed. The sun was falling and the sky was getting dark. She naturally took out the scroll in Qi Yan's hand and glanced at the content: it was a book about fortifications, probably the Ministry of Works. books.
Nangong Jingnu put the book aside and said softly, "Is it hurting your eyes to read a book at night? Look, your eyes are all red."
Qi Yan smiled warmly, as before: "His Royal Highness said that when you go out this trip, you will know that there are people outside the world, and there are heavens. I just want to be able to take up the position of the Minister of Works earlier, so I'm in a hurry."
Nangong Jingnu smiled and held Qi Yan's hand. After half a year's work, Qi Yan's mouth and fingers were covered with a thin layer of calluses. She held Qi Yan's hand in the palm of her hand, rubbed the callus on it, and whispered softly. Said: "You are thin."
Qi Yan's heartbeat changed frequency like this, but the guilt swept over at the same time, which gave birth to a kind of rejection. Before weighing the body, she took the lead to react: she pulled her hand from Nangong Jingnu.
Qi Yan pursed her lips, this action was out of time, she knew, but unfortunately it was too late.
Nangong Jingnv didn't say anything, she raised her head and looked at Qi Yan carefully, the two of them were speechless.
After reading the affection in Nangong Jingnu's eyes, Qi Yan was irritable and restless, but she just pretended to be calm and useful.
She misses Nangong Jingnu, at least she will spend some time thinking about her every day before she finds Xiaodie.
But all of this was broken with Xiaodie's recovery, or if Xiaodie didn't suffer from these, Qi Yan could still convince herself to keep the past.
Without the invasion of the Wei Kingdom, Xiaodie would still be the most powerful tribe on the grassland: the princess of the Plough Department.
All the changes were caused by the father of the girl in front of him!
The cold touch pulled Qi Yan's thoughts back, Nangong Jingnu's palm pressed against Qi Yan's face, and her index finger moved slightly to stroke Qi Yan's eyebrows: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable? Your face is very bad, Has it been passed on to the Imperial Physician?"
Qi Yan let out a shallow breath and smelled a faint smell of alcohol: "Your Highness drank alcohol?"
Nangong Jingnu smiled, took off her shoes and sat beside Qi Yan, leaned on her shoulder, and said softly, "I only drank three glasses, but this batch of wine is a bit clearer and has a strong taste."
Qi Yan's body froze and did not answer.
Nangong Jingnv said to herself, "I've heard all about it. Our workman, Mr. Qi, is extraordinary. He is with the craftsman every day and does everything by himself." Speaking of this, Nangong Jingnv's face There was a hint of sweetness and pride, and she sincerely believed that Qi Yanruo was the greatest queer talent with only the status of a concubine.
Qi Yan remained silent, straightening her body and letting Nangong Jingnu rely on her, but she didn't put a hand around her shoulder like before, and put her hands on the quilt, not rubbing her fingers on the brocade quilt.
Nangong Jingnu thought that Qi Yan was just tired, she didn't think deeply, and she didn't feel that she was left out.
"Tonight... I'll stay in the Concubine's Mansion."
Qi Yan was silent for a moment, then thoughtfully replied: "I think it's better for His Highness to return to the manor."
Nangong Jingnv turned her head and stared at Qi Yan. It was only now that she felt Qi Yan's alienation from her, and she couldn't think of the reason after thinking hard.
Half a year of tempering made her temper calm, and she did not ask any further questions, so she quietly stared at Qi Yan, waiting for the other party to speak.
Qi Yan hooked the corners of her mouth: "Since ancient times, I have been humble and not respected, and there is no such thing as a princess condescending to live in the Concubine's Mansion. Please come down to visit, your servant is already a supreme favor, and before it's too late... Your Highness should go back."
Nangong Jingnv opened her mouth, trying to read some clues from Qi Yan's expression, even though the person in front of her behaved as politely as before, but Nangong Jingnv couldn't believe that they were separated for so long...
Is etiquette really above everything
What kind of person is Qi Yan, even though her heart has long been turbulent at this time, she can still hold a calm face and show the proper expression.
Nangong Jingnv was defeated, she pouted and said angrily: "But... people want to stay, there are human feelings in addition to legal principles. Besides, if you are ill, others will understand."
Qi Yan sighed inaudibly: "Your Highness, let's go back, and I will go to greet His Highness when he is in good health."
The air in the bedroom was stagnant, Nangong Jingnu lowered her head and said nothing, and Qi Yan followed suit.
There was some kind of stalemate between the two, and it seemed that whoever spoke first would lose.
In fact, the embarrassed person is Nangong Jingnu. After all, Qi Yan has already expressed her demands...
In the windless bedroom, the oil lamp at the head of the bed suddenly jumped twice, followed by a "beep beep bobo" sound, and the shadows of the two people also jumped a few times.
Qi Yan turned her head and glanced at it, it was late at night.
She was still silent, as if she gave Nangong Jingnv the right to choose and would not do her business again.
Nangong Jingnu: "You... rest well, this palace will come to see you another day."
For a moment, Qi Yan's heart ached.
She even imagined that if Nangong Jingnv was as "mischievous" as before, she could only smile and agree, but she didn't...
Qi Yan didn't know whether she should be happy or lost.
Qi Yan: "I will send it off to your Highness."
Nangong Jingnu sorted out her expression and twitched the corners of her mouth: "No, you should rest well when you are sick. Besides, it's already dark outside..."
Qi Yan: "Then I will only send His Highness to the door, okay?"
Nangong Jingnu nodded, moved to the bedside and put on her shoes silently.
Qi Yan lifted the quilt and shoved Nangong Jingnu to the door of the dormitory with her shoes on. She raised her arms and bowed respectfully: "Respectfully send your Highness."
Nangong Jingnu's face was pale: "Go back and have a good rest."
Qi Yan: "Yes."
Nangong Jingnu watched Qi Yan shut the door of the dormitory, her body softened as if her strength was exhausted, her lips trembled and her eyes were red.
In the front room, Qiu Ju and Xia He were chatting affectionately. The two female officers in charge agreed that Her Royal Highness the Princess would stay in the Concubine's Mansion tonight, but Qiu Ju heard Nangong Jingnu's call...
Qi Yan put the scroll on the small table by the bedside, and didn't want to look at it again, she blew out the light by the bedside, and lay down on the spacious bunk bed, without any sleepiness.
…
She couldn't go back, even if she didn't want to face it, she had to admit that she and Nangong Jingnu would never go back.
The princess is still the former princess, but she, the fake consort, has lost her interest in continuing to act.
The more noble and excellent Nangong Jingnu is, the more Qi Yan's heart hurts. Her compatriot's biological sister should be happier than any daughter of the Nangong family!
In the early morning of the next day, Qi Yan ordered Xia He to enter the palace to teach the imperial doctor.
Half an hour later, Ding You came. Seeing Qi Yan's black and thin appearance, she thought she was really ill. Who knew that Qi Yan would save even the greetings after retiring.
Ding You was startled: "What are you doing! Get up!"
Qi Yan broke away her supporting hand and said firmly, "I beg you, if you don't promise me, I won't get up."
Ding You: "I promise, just get up. Why are you and me still here? What if you are caught by a servant?"
Qi Yan raised her head and stared straight into Ding You's eyes: "I want you to swear not to reveal half a sentence, especially to Master."
Ding You was stunned, he straightened up and looked at Qi Yan, the person in front of him never believed in oaths, and being able to make her say such a thing shows that the matter was serious enough to make her confused.
Ding You raised three fingers and said solemnly: "I, Ding You, swear to God, if I leak half a sentence, I will die!"
"Can you get up now?" Ding You helped Qi Yan up.
Qi Yan: "Today, after you repay, you will come to my private house. I have something very important to ask for your help. Come alone."
Ding You: "Okay."