Love-hate entanglement is life
Nangong Jingnu was not familiar with this private house, she turned around to find a secluded corner and cried for a while before drying her tears and walking out.
Outside the main entrance, the guards in front of the imperial guards were neatly lined up. Nangong Jingnu stopped her waist, raised her chin slightly, and walked over with a dignified step.
"See Your Highness."
"You guys come to the palace with this palace to face the Holy Spirit."
The captain of the guards showed hesitation, but he never dared to treat Nangong Jingnu with the attitude of Qi Yan. He thought about it carefully... Since this Highness Zhen Zhen is going back with them, it can be regarded as a business. When the sky fell, His Highness was still standing on it.
"Yes."
Nangong Jingnv ordered the horse to be brought over. She did not choose to ride in the carriage, but pulled the reins to make the horse trot. The two teams of guards ran behind the horse.
The cold wind howled, forcing Nangong Jingnu to stay awake.
She never shed a single tear when she left the private house. She was the only direct descendant of the Dawei Kingdom, and she would never reveal her weakness in front of outsiders.
Nangong Jingnv was silently enduring the pain like a thousand arrows piercing her heart, but her brain was running fast. It was already a few years ago to read the palace classics. Fortunately, she has the ability to remember...
Qi Yan kowtowed to herself for that woman. Nangong Jingnu didn't even want to recall this scene, but the scene flashed over and over again, and each time it was like a knife.
If it was in the past, Nangong Jingnv might have relied on her father's favor for her to suppress this matter, but after nearly a year of experience in the imperial study, she understood a truth: any problem must be solved at the root. , otherwise disaster will come sooner or later.
There was a trace of hatred in the pain like ants attached to the mutton, and more of it was powerlessness and sadness.
She didn't know whether the hatred was directed at Qi Yan or towards herself. That person had clearly blamed herself, and even had a child. She clearly wanted to hide it to the end... But she actually thought about how to help him get rid of his guilt.
In the past, Nangong Jingnu always felt that her second sister was a little cowardly. Now, looking at it, the real coward... Isn't she herself
Nangong Jingnv and a group of guards came to Ganquan Palace, and Sijiu, who was guarding the door, saw Nangong Jingnv's obvious expression.
The captain of the guards clasped his fists at Si Jiu, and before Si Jiu could speak, he said leisurely: "Okay, the Zajia knows. You should step back first, Your Majesty's Zajia will explain it for you."
"Then thank you sir."
Forty-nine ordered people to push open the door of the main hall and made a gesture of invitation: "Little Highness, His Majesty is resting in the dormitory."
Nangong Jingnu nodded and walked in, but stopped abruptly after taking a few steps. Si Jiu looked back and sighed: "You all go down."
A group of palace servants and guards took their orders, and Sijiu looked at Nangong Jingnu, showing the concern and distress of the elders: "Little Highness, why are you so troubled? Wouldn't it be better to leave it to Your Majesty to deal with it all without knowing it?"
It turned out that Nangong Jingnu had already burst into tears at this time.
She lost her mother when she was young, and was taught by Ganquan Palace personally by Nangong Rang. In her heart, Sijiu was considered a half-elder, and she even chose to tell Sijiu the little secrets that she dared not tell Nangong Rang many times.
The moment she saw Sijiu, the grievances in Nangong Jingnu's heart surged. She knew that if she shed tears in front of her father, it would bring disaster to Qi Yan, but she was only seventeen years old, the first time in her life. Once the person entrusted to him betrayed him, it is really impossible to be indifferent.
Si Jiu took out the handkerchief from her arms and handed it to Nangong Jingnu: "Old slave, take the little highness to wash, if it is seen by His Majesty, I am afraid that I will feel distressed."
Nangong Jingnu wiped away her tears and gave a thick nasal "um".
After crying, the stagnation in her heart also eased a lot. Nangong Jingnu covered her eyes with a wet cloth, and continued to walk to the bedroom after confirming that she could not see anything abnormal.
…
"My son sees my father."
Nangong Rang raised his head and looked at his beloved daughter with a somewhat complicated look. The sword and the sea of flames had passed by for half his life. Although he couldn't speak now, his heart was like a mirror.
Nangong Jingnv sat next to Nangong Rang and asked, "What is the royal father looking at?"
Nangong asked him to put down the scroll, and as soon as he raised his hand, he offered the pen and paper to him, only to see him holding the wrist of his right hand with his healthy left hand and tremblingly wrote: "Why is my son here?"
Nangong Rang did not ask Qi Yan, but instead led Nangong Jingnv's army.
The implication is obvious: how did you get the news
After writing, Nangong Rang looked at his beloved daughter.
Nangong Jingnu pondered for a moment, and replied truthfully, "Qi Yan invited her daughter to come."
Nangong Rang was very satisfied with this answer. At least her daughter understood her problem, and she did not try to cover it up like a spoiled child. She really grew up.
Nangong Rang wrote again: Do you know everything
Nangong Jingnv nodded: "I knew it early on." After saying this, she felt that her heart was stabbed again, and blood came out again. But also to make an indifferent expression.
Nangong Rang raised his eyebrows, waiting for Nangong Jingnu to continue.
Nangong Jingnv hooked the corner of her mouth, and the pair of jade hands hidden under her wide sleeves clenched into fists. He still said in a plain tone: "Actually, the matter of the private house was established by the prince, and I knew it early on. As early as two years ago, all the expenses of the private house went to the treasury of the princess' mansion. Qiu Ju brought the ledger to show you."
On the way to the palace, Nangong Jingnu repeatedly recalled the contents of the palace rules and books, and finally found a way to protect Qi Yan and the woman at the same time...
Nangong Jingnu's nails were embedded in the palm of her hand, but she didn't feel any pain at all. She paused and continued, "The royal father also knew that Jinzhou was in distress, and he was the only one left in the family of Yuanjun. He was married three times. Nian Jinse is harmonious, but unfortunately my son... has been nothing. As early as last year, Yuan Jun was allowed to choose a dignified girl to carry to his private house... "
In order to deepen her credibility, Nangong Jingnu deliberately addressed Qi Yan's expression affectionately, but said that she was almost unable to hold back here, and could not say any more.
These words touched Nangong Rang's thoughts. He looked at his beloved daughter, and his gray beard trembled.
Thinking back then, when he was still the prime minister, why wasn't his original wife Ma Shi? Because he had nowhere to go, he persuaded him several times to carry a few concubines into the mansion, and even brought his clan sister to the mansion to raise.
It's been 17 years since Ma Shi had left him, and their only bloodline had made the same decision as her back then.
Nangong was overwhelmed with emotion, leaned on the bedside and slowly closed his eyes.
Sijiu said at the right time, "Your Majesty is tired, little Highness, let's go back first."
…
Nangong Jingnv fainted before she walked out of Ganquan Palace. Fortunately, her eyes and hands were fast and she didn't fall. He called a few clever palace servants to take Nangong Jingnv back to Weiming Palace, and called the imperial doctor.
Ji Ya and Nangong Jingnv are playing chess in the Weiming Palace. Since Nangong Jingnv lent the palace to Nangong Shunv, she has not left.
Ji Ya's chess skills are very poor, and she is full of cheating skills, ranging from regrets to pushing the entire chessboard...
This gave Nangong Shunv a headache. After that night, Ji Ya's "badness" was simply an undisguised release.
Nangong Shunv and Ji Ya made a huge mistake. Nangong Shunv wanted to avoid Jiya so far, but she didn't want her to be entangled... This made Nangong Shunv helpless and helpless.
When Nangong Jingnv was carried back, Nangong Shunv was startled and hurriedly greeted her: "Jingnv! What's wrong?!"
A group of palace maids put Nangong Jingnv on the bed, and a servant invited Nangong Shunv aside and whispered: "His Royal Highness Zhen Zhen passed out in Ganquan Palace, the head-in-charge sent us to secretly send it here, and we have already been sent. Please ask the imperial doctor, Your Majesty does not know about it yet, please ask Your Highness Zhuohua not to make a statement, the specific reason can wait for His Highness Zhen Zhen to wake up, and then ask in detail.”
Nangong Shun nodded: "I see, you go back first."
…
After Nangong Jingnu left, Qi Yan came to Xiaodie's room.
She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Xiaodie while she was sleeping, fiddling with the soldering iron in her hand...
Qi Yan's hair was a little messy, her eyes were red, she raised her hand and stroked Xiaodie's cheek again and again.
Suddenly, a flash of determination flashed in Qi Yan's eyes, she lifted the cup that covered Xiaodie's body, and untied her shirt to reveal the wolf king tattoo on her waist.
Qi Yan looked away, walked to the stove with the soldering iron, and inserted the soldering iron into the red-hot silver charcoal.
The soldering iron quickly burned as red as silver charcoal. Qi Yan pulled the soldering iron out, her hands trembling.
After leaving the fire source, the color of the soldering iron darkened, Qi Yan stood beside the bed and stared at the tattoo on Xiaodie's waist, and whispered, "I'm sorry sister, brother will never let you have another accident... When the time is right, brother will accompany you. With you, it will definitely be."
…
Xiaodie fell ill again, she was locked in the room by Qi Yan and two dumb servants pressed her on the bed, letting her scream.
Qi Yan stood outside the door and listened to her own sister's heart-wrenching cry. The guards in front of her didn't come again. She looked up at the sky, and this time she narrowly won.
Covering her heart, she took a few steps to the side, leaning on the pillar to stabilize her figure.
What happened today has reached a limit that Qi Yan can bear psychologically, and she kept telling herself that she could not fall down.
Qi Yan, who was exhausted, couldn't even think about everything about Nangong Jingnu. Through this incident, she saw the real facts, a fact that she would deliberately avoid before and did not want to face.
If she wants to protect her lost and found sister, she must speed up the pace of revenge and shorten the entire time of revenge. Only in this way can no one hurt her family.
If Nangong didn't die for a day, Xiaodie would be in danger at any time. Qi Yan didn't know how Nangong Jingnv persuaded Nangong to let her go, but with the opponent and her character and her love for Nangong Jingnv, it is very likely that she would find an opportunity to do something secretly.
Not to mention Xiaodie, even her own life is probably hanging by a thread...
Qian Yuan hurriedly ran back again, Qi Yan's knees softened and he almost didn't stand still.
"Master, there is someone from the palace!"
Could it be... Did Nangong Jingnu fail
Qi Yan leaned on the pillar, with a feeling of despair.