Ten years in the blink of an eye
Nangong Jingnv subconsciously took a half step forward and settled in place. Qi Yan's appearance has appeared many times in Nangong Jingnv's memory. Every time she fell ill, she accompanied her and supported her. Take care of her, but this time... not.
Nangong Jingnu: "Sit down."
Qi Yan: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Nangong Jingnu watched Qi Yan sit back slowly on the edge of the bed, feeling very uncomfortable.
Since Qi Yan entered the palace, serious and minor illnesses seem to have never ceased. Perhaps the feng shui of this palace is in conflict with her eight characters. The cold palace is so gloomy and it is not a place to support people... I should suppress my reluctance to give up and do it to each other once. All good decisions.
Nangong Jingnv moved the stool and sat opposite Qi Yan. The two looked at each other for a long time, and Nangong Jingnv spoke first: "I have something I want to tell you about..." Nangong Jingnv paused and took the initiative to explain. : "It's not that I'm behind your back, it's that you were in Huainan before and didn't have a chance to discuss with you."
Qi Yan: "Yeah."
Nangong Jingnu: "We have reached an agreement with Jiya to release her back to Luobei and station an iron cavalry at the border that can cross the moat at any time for her to drive. If Jiya has the ability to control the situation in Luobei, I will Appoint her as a new generation of Kitakyushu Jiedushi, hereditary is irreplaceable. Ji Ya promises me: as long as she becomes Kitakyushu Jiedushi, at least during her lifetime, she will pay tribute every year, and she will never rebel."
Qi Yan raised her eyebrows, clenched her fists against her lips and coughed a few times, then replied, "I guess it's time for Luochuan to thaw at this time, as the trees in Luobei are scarce and unable to make warships, the court has won another one. opportunity for a year of respite.”
Nangong Jingnu: "You don't trust Ji Ya?"
Qi Yan: "Not really, I just think that Jiya is more difficult to deal with than Anujin."
Nangong Jingnu agreed: "Aside from other things, Jiya is indeed a character. It can even be said to be a hero, at least she knows how to judge the situation, can better guess what I want, and understand what I like. Seeking the best interests for oneself, these points alone are not something that ordinary people can do.”
Qi Yan sighed softly, "Yes."
Nangong Jingnu said to herself: "The treasury is empty now, natural and man-made disasters continue, and the power of the previous princess does not know where the power is, I... I don't want Luobei to go wrong again, even if there is a possibility of raising tigers, I I'm also willing to bet on Ji Ya once. Even if you allow me another three or five years..." Nangong Jingnu's words suddenly stopped again, she wanted to say: Even if the grassland rebels, she will be able to calm down for another three or five years.
But when the words came to her lips, she suddenly remembered another identity of the person in front of her - the daughter of the Prairie Khan King.
Qi Yan roughly guessed what Nangong Jingnu wanted to say. Seeing the unnaturalness in the other's eyes, Qi Yan hooked the corner of her mouth and looked elsewhere, but she felt disappointed.
Those open and honest years are gone as the truth is revealed, and there was a time when they communicated without any scruples.
Qi Yan understands Nangong Jingnu's thoughts, but if the other party can also understand a little bit of his own heart, why should he worry
From the moment he decided to dissipate a carload of gold and insisted on returning to Beijing, he had already handed over his life to her for disposal. Qi Yan didn't blame Nangong Jingnu, but the loss was unbearable.
Nangong Jingnu looked at Qi Yan, and naturally read the sadness that flashed in those amber eyes. Although there was no expression on her face, her heart was as painful as Qi Yan.
How could he deliberately hide such a thing from her? It was just that she was worried that she might feel sorry for the prairie people when she heard that.
Nangong Jingnu: "Are you feeling better?"
Qi Yan: "It's much better, the old problem is gone, it doesn't matter."
Nangong Jingnu: "One more thing... I want to hear what you mean."
Qi Yan: "Your Majesty, please speak."
Nangong Jingnv: "Jiya... she submitted a letter to me in her own hand. She wants to use 10,000 cattle and sheep as gifts and Anujin's eldest son as a new hostage in exchange for you. She hopes that you can return to the grassland. help her..."
Qi Yan opened her mouth, quickly sorted out her expression, and looked at Nangong Jingnu intently.
It was not until these words were really spoken that Nangong Jingnu felt the pain of parting.
Love or hatred...
It all belongs to the ties between them, tying them together firmly. Even if the process is unknown, it seems that it is accompanied by deep pain, but no one wants to escape.
Qi Yan couldn't escape, and Nangong Jingnu never thought of escaping.
Nangong Jingnv looked at Qi Yan, and finally had the courage to face her heart, even though she had gone through so much, even though Qi Yan had done so much...
However, he was still reluctant to let her go.
yes…
Maybe he didn't think about letting her go from the beginning, didn't he
Otherwise, based on what you know about this person, you should use a tougher method.
Perhaps since he rewarded Qi Yan with a carload of gold and let her leave, he secretly played tricks...
Even though he hated her so much at that time, he still had some kind of thought in his heart, hoping that Qi Yan would come back.
Nangong Jingnu's eyes flashed across the world map of Kyushu, thinking about the distance from Luobei to the capital, this farewell... Maybe I will never see each other again in my life.
Nangong Jingnu felt that her heartbeat was half a beat slower, waiting for Qi Yan's reply with a complicated and somewhat nervous mood.
Qi Yan looked at Nangong Jingnu, and said lightly, "What do you mean by Your Majesty?"
Nangong Jingnu moved her lips, and the words "stay" almost blurted out...
But Nangong Jingnv thought of the barrier between herself and Qi Yan, and Qi Yan's current physical condition, and replied: "This matter... I respect your decision. If you want to leave... I will correct your name and send The best honor guard will send you back to Luobei, and you won't have to suffer in the cold palace in the future." If you want to stay... I will reject Ji Ya, and I won't mention it in the future.
Only in the second half, Nangong Jingnu didn't have the courage to say it.
She felt that if she said the second half of the sentence, Qi Yan would definitely choose to stay, wouldn't she be too despicable
It was only today that she realized that she was inseparable from Qi Yan, even if she was imprisoned in the deep palace, as long as Qi Yan was still there, Nangong Jingnu would feel that she had not lost her.
But what about the other way around? What have you given Qi Yan? A near-fatal whipping, scars all over the body, relapse, and cold palace imprisonment...
What a dark and cruel self, I would rather torture her than let her go.
Hearing Nangong Jingnv's answer, Qi Yan's eyes darkened. She could "shamelessly" stay by Nangong Jingnv's side, but if it became her burden, or her existence was no longer needed... Really Do you still want to stay
Ji Ya is like a glass of poison, and Nangong Jingnu can't help but rely on her, but it's like drinking poison to quench her thirst.
Compared to Anujin, Jiya is a million times more dangerous!
Besides, there is also Bayin, who hates Wei and is unparalleled, and is also in Luobei. Qi Yan is very worried that Bayin will unknowingly be calculated by Ji Ya.
Only he has the ability to fight with Ji Ya, and only himself... can persuade Bayin.
Qi Yan lowered her eyes, pinched the fabric tightly with her fingers, and asked in a very soft voice, "Your Majesty... How do you want me to choose?"
Nangong Jingnu bit her lip, her eyes showing reluctance, and her heart is extremely contradictory. If Qi Yan didn't kill her father and emperor herself, no matter what she did... She would try her best to forgive her, and it would never be possible. This scene happened today.
Nangong Jingnu: "This is your business, you can decide for yourself."
After speaking, Nangong Jingnu felt that her heart also trembled, what was it... that pushed herself so far away
What the heck is it that makes oneself unrecognizable? Don't you dare to speak the truth
Nangong Jingnv knew Qi Yan well, knew her arrogance, and even knew that what she said just now was a sign of Qi Yan's weakness, and she also knew... She personally pushed Qi Yan to the choice she didn't want to accept.
Sure enough, Qi Yan took a deep breath, was silent for a long time, and replied, "So... please ask Your Majesty to send me back."
Nangong Jingnu's lips twitched, and in the end, only the word "okay" came out.
…
In May of the second year of Chengqi.
Empress Nangong Zhenzhen restored Qi Yan's real name Qiyan Agula, and named him the Marquis of Bei'an, with 3,000 households in food towns.
And posthumously named Agula's father: Qiyan Sukhbaru as the King of Beimeng, posthumously named Agula's mother: Furong as the first-class wife, allowing the Marquis of Bei'an to return to Luobei to set up a tomb for the first Kao's concubine to worship. .
Bestow Nagus Gia as a new generation of Kitakyushu Jiedushi, and bestow hereditary replacement.
He also accepted the request of the son of Anujin to exchange Qi Yan as a new proton, and sent Agula back to Beijing's team, which will set off soon.
On the second day, Princess Zhuohua came to the Pearl Palace, along with Xiaodie disguised as a maid, Qi Yan, Xiaodie, Qi Yuxiao, and Nangong Shunv had a meal together.
Although I don't know what caused Nangong Jingnu to have such a big change, Nangong Shunv is fortunate: even if it is separation... At least you don't have to experience the pain of dying at your own hands.
Xiaodie heard that the court had restored the honor of her parents, and hugged Agula to tears, but thinking that Agula could return to her hometown, Nangong Shun also promised that she would find an opportunity to visit Agula in Luobei. Butterfly is not too sentimental.
The fifteenth day of the fifth month was an auspicious day for easy travel. The team to send the Marquis of Bei'an back to Luobei set off. The Empress disregarded the objections of the courtiers and the honor of the king and ministers, and went out of the city for fifteen miles to see each other...
The reliance of the emperor is solemn and mighty, not only the civil and military officials are casual, but also the speech officials.
At the fifteen-mile pavilion, Qi Yan disembarked from the carriage dressed in the court dress of Wenhou, while Nangong Jingnu sat on the dragon carriage and did not get off.
The two were more than thirty feet apart, and Qi Yan took dozens of steps towards Nangong Jingnu.
One wears a crown of beads on his head and is dressed in the imperial clothes of the dragon and the phoenix.
One wears a purple-gold crown on his head and wears a Wenhou suit, elegant and graceful.
Even if there are thousands of words, there is no chance to talk about it, Nangong Jingnu released her "father and enemy" in the end, but with the righteousness of Shejizhi'an standing in the way, the courtiers did not say anything.
Qi Yan lifted the hem of her clothes, knelt down three times, stood up and bowed three times, arched her hands upright and raised her eyebrows: "Chen, Qiyan Agula kowtows to thank Your Majesty for his farewell kindness, I respectfully invite Your Majesty to return to the palace, and please cherish your Majesty."
Nangong Jingnu took a deep look at Qi Yan, trying hard to integrate the pale but romantic person in front of her with the scholar who was wearing sackcloth and sackcloth, carrying a box and a cage and arguing with her in the street, but found that …
The person in front of him is so clear, but the figure in his memory is blurred.
Nangong Jingnu's phoenix eyes closed slightly, hiding the wetness from the corners of her eyes.
Nangong Jingnu: "Go back to the palace."
Chamberlain: "Turn the head of the faucet, and drive back to the palace~!"
Qi Yan stood there and watched Long Nian go away, and returned to the carriage alone: "Let's go."
The sound of ruts came, the carriage shook slightly, Qi Yan held her forehead, her slender fingers just pressed against the brow bones on both sides, and she burst into tears.
Ten years have passed in a flash, and the big dream is like yesterday.
Ten years at the flick of a finger, never again.
Even though there are thousands of words, I can only send you one sentence: Your Majesty is precious.
Did you remember
I am dressed in the bridegroom's robe, leaning over and kneeling in front of you, please marry me