A hundred senses reunion years fans
It was noon when Qi Yan entered the palace, but Nangongda heard that he was selfless and asked questions from time to time to discuss with Qi Yan.
And Qi Yan also fulfilled his duty as a "human minister", and said everything to Nangong Dazhi, and even said a lot of heartfelt words.
Seeing that the two of them were engaged in conversation, the chamberlain had already carried sixteen palace lanterns, illuminating the entire courthouse as if it were daylight.
The issue of Jinzhou had been discussed long ago, and the two discussed the people's livelihood, taxation, customs, administration of officials, imperial examinations, and even the governance of the north and south of Luochuan. On the other hand, she once again showed her almost enchanting ingenuity and skill.
Nangongda was so excited that the beard on his lips trembled with excitement. If it weren't for his inconvenience in his legs and feet, he would have rushed to Qi Yan long ago.
When Qi Yan uttered the last word, Nangongda couldn't help touching his palms and sighing: "My brother-in-law is really a pillar of the country, a genius! In the past, the 'two yuan and one flower' deserved it, and this palace is an insight today!"
Qi Yan pursed her pale lips. Although she was praised so highly by the prince of the supervisory country, her face showed no joy at all. Her eyes were deep and calm, and she replied indifferently: "His Highness is too honorable, but this minister is nothing more than a talk on paper. Thank you, Your Highness, do not dislike it."
Nangongda nodded after hearing this, looked Qi Yan up and down, and became more and more satisfied with this brother-in-law.
Except for Nangong Rang and Sijiu, no one in the DPRK knew that Nangong Jingnu was hiding behind the screen for the past four years. Although Nangong Da also felt the alienation from his sister, he just thought that his daughter's parents had grown up and thought more, but he didn't think about it deeply. .
Maybe Nangong Jingnv didn't even notice that she unilaterally alienated Nangongda.
Although she often feels sad that she is estranged from her old sister and brother, but in the final analysis, it is only her position that has changed.
In the past, she was the only direct descendant of the royal family, and she was born with dignity. There is no need to fight for anything, everything she wants will naturally become hers.
However, in the past four years, no matter how much Nangong Jingnu didn't want to think deeply or accept it, she also understood the intention of her father.
Does Nangong Jingnu, the throne above ten thousand people, really want it? Only she knows.
When a person's position on himself has changed, his mentality will naturally change, and in Nangong Jingnu's heart, Nangong Da has naturally changed from a generous brother who was trustworthy in childhood to his biggest competitor...
I don't know when Nangong Jingnu will understand that all the pain in between stems from the mismatch between desire and her own ability or positioning.
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Nangong Jingnu, who was hiding behind the screen, slumped on the chair, sweating profusely.
The splendid political discussion between Nangongda and Qi Yan hit Nangong Jingnu's heart hard, word by word.
On the one hand, she has always been riveting. In recent years, she has been reading books at night. She thought that now she should be able to "step" down on those who are heartless, but she was surprised to find that Qi Yan showed her to her in the past. It was just a drop in the ocean, and after she showed her true skills, she was thrown somewhere unknown.
Second, Nangong Jingnu couldn't help but imagined, if she and Nangongda changed positions, whether she could ask such in-depth questions and subtly catch Qi Yan's remarks.
The answer is obviously no.
Nangong Jingnu's teeth clenched her lower lip, and frustration and anxiety arose spontaneously.
Today, she finally understands what her father accidentally wrote: The father will work hard for a few more years...
Nangong Jingnu's eyes were a little wet, and the exhaustion accumulated over the past few days swept out, and her eyes turned black.
The servant reminded Nangong that it was getting late, and the palace gate would be closed in an hour...
Nangong Da was stunned, looking at the sky outside the hall, a feeling of soreness spread across his waist, shoulders and neck.
Nangongda: "It's actually this hour? Ben Gong..."
Qi Yan: "In this case, the minister will retire first."
Nangongda smiled and raised his hand: "Brother-in-law wait a minute, it's all my fault for Ben Gong's forgetfulness. There is one who has been waiting for you for a long time. You must meet him."
Qi Yan's heart jumped, and she raised her head unconsciously to look at the screen. Throughout the entire courtroom, there was only one place where people could hide.
Nangong Jingnv raised her wide sleeves to wipe the sweat off her forehead, exhaled shallowly, got up and walked out of the screen.
Nangongda's legs were inconvenient because he didn't get up, but turned to the side with a smile.
A small window in the southwest corner of the hall was open, and a sultry wind blew in, and the candles of the twelve palace lanterns in the hall flickered.
Nangong Jingnv walked gracefully and walked out from behind the screen with her hands clasped at her lower abdomen.
Qi Yan stood up, raised her head slightly, and fixed her eyes on Nangong Jingnu's body. After three years of not seeing her, she still looked like she remembered, but she seemed to be a bit more feminine than before.
The immature body has become plump, and the well-tailored palace costumes complement the exquisiteness. The facial features seem to have grown a bit longer than three years ago. In the best two decades, the flowers are blooming like summer flowers.
The three sisters of the Nangong family are all stunning, if Princess Qionghua is as passionate as fire, and Princess Zhuohua is as calm as water...
In front of him, His Highness Zhen Zhen is more like a spring breeze that swirls the fragrance of flowers. It is refreshing and has the freedom and agility that the previous two do not have. Although the spring breeze does not hurt people, it also has the power to wither flowers, and it is more difficult than water and fire. Take control.
Nangong Jingnv stopped by the imperial case. The moment she raised her eyes to look at Qi Yan, Nangong Jingnv felt her calm heart thumped and threw a stone.
Although the stone disappeared in an instant, it left behind layers of ripples, layer upon layer, endlessly.
It didn't stop until it swayed to every corner of the lake and hit the shore.
In the past three years, Nangong Jingnv has kept news of Qi Yan consciously or unintentionally. Except that she has to review the memorials regularly submitted by the other party, Nangong Jingnv has never inquired about her.
When Qi Yan is about to enter the capital, Nangong Jingnu will also imagine what Qi Yan will look like in three years, is she fat or thin? Do you grow beards like other men
Nangong Jingnu's expression was calm, but her eyes never left that face for a moment. She was a little dazed, as if these three years were just a big dream, and standing in front of her was the former scholar boy.
He came to the Weiming Palace, knelt respectfully in front of him, and said gently: "My minister, Jinzhou Qiyan, is hereby decreed to marry His Highness..."
He lifted his hijab and looked at himself with those amber eyes.
He held his hand holding the wine bottle, frowned slightly, looked at himself with helpless eyes, and said softly, "Your Highness, the three cups have passed."
And on that cold night, he foolishly waited on the secluded palace road until the west fell to the west, and the bright moon rose, but he still refused to leave, then stared at the misty eyes, and exclaimed: "His Royal Highness?"
And, and also…
Scenes and scenes of the past are like the water bursting out of the embankment, pouring out.
The memories that many Nangong Jingnu thought they had forgotten were suddenly clear the moment they saw Qi Yan again, as if they were yesterday.
Taking a closer look, Qi Yan seems to have also changed, but Nangong Jingnu can't tell exactly where it is.
It turned out that they had been married for so long, from the eighth year of Jingjia to the fourteenth year of Jingjia, a full six years of spring and autumn.
When Nangong Da saw that the two were just staring at them like stone statues, he couldn't help chuckling softly, secretly saying it was interesting.
He raised his hand and called the servant over, and the post passed the crutches and went out from behind the screen.
Qi Yan carefully observed the subtle changes in Nangong Jingnu's expression, felt the other person's moving expression, and became a little nervous.
Qi Yan: "Your Highness."
A call broke the thin warmth in Nangong Jingnu's heart. She nodded slightly, thinking of the one raised in the concubine's mansion and the little tail in the Weiming Palace, her heart became cold again.
She walked down the steps step by step and came to Qi Yan, her eyes swept across the pair of amber eyes that implied anticipation, and said lightly: "The concubine has worked hard all the way."
Qi Yan pursed her lips. Seeing that Nangongda had left, she asked softly, "Is Your Highness okay?"
Nangong Jingnv did not answer, but instead said: "Yanyang County Master has been clamoring to see you, come with this palace."
Qi Yan lowered her eyes: "Yes."
Nangong Jingnv walked straight ahead, Qi Yan followed behind, and the long palace dress was fanned out on the floor tiles at the back, which also separated the distance between the two.
Two lifelike luan birds are embroidered on the back hem, which is noble and incomparable.
This is Qi Yan's first time to observe carefully. Before that, they had been walking side by side.
There is an ice cauldron in the inner hall of the court, and a gust of evening wind blows out of the hall, which makes it feel a little stuffy.
It was getting a little dark, and two palace maids were walking beside Nangong Jingnv from left to right with lanterns in hand. After a few steps, there was a messy muffled sound - Qi Yan accidentally kicked the protruding floor tile and stumbled. .
Nangong Jingnv stopped, she remembered that Qi Yan "can't see at night", a pair of show fists clenched and loosened, but took a step again.
Only this time, she walked slowly.
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Back at the Weiming Palace, Nangong Jingnu walked directly to the Nuan Pavilion, and Chen Chuansi sang aloud: "His Royal Highness Zhen Zhen, the concubine is here!"
Lingzhi and Xiancao, who were doing needlework on the first floor, thought they had heard it wrong, and looked at each other and put down their work.
Lingzhi walked out of the warm pavilion and knelt aside, while Xiancao went up to the second floor and hugged Qi Yuxiao down.
Ganoderma lucidum: "See your maidservants, see Your Highness, see Your Majesty's Consort!"
Nangong Jingnu: "Be flat."
Qi Yuxiao jumped down from Xiancao's arms, ran over quickly, grabbed Nangong Jingnu's wide sleeves, raised her head and smiled sweetly: "Mother~"
Qi Yan looked at the little girl who was not as tall as the table in front of her and was a little stunned.
Nangong Jingnu said "um": "Have you not seen your father yet?"
Qi Yuxiao turned her head, and after seeing Qi Yan, she actually hid behind Nangong Jingnu, grabbed the hem of her palace attire, and timidly stuck out half her head.
Qi Yan smiled at Xiao Yuxiao, and the little guy took his head back with a "swoosh", and completely hid behind Nangong Jingnu and refused to come out...