Lu Er expresses his grievances
"Qi Yan."
Hearing the sound, Qi Yan shivered. Qiang Zi suppressed the consternation in his heart: "Your Highness?"
"Go to bed and sleep, it is a reward for you to carry this palace back to the palace."
"I can just sleep on the couch..."
"I haven't even slept with the quilt? Hurry up! Ben Gong is sleepy."
"Yes."
Qi Yan raised her hand and groped twice, Nangong Jingnu took the initiative to grab Qi Yan's hand: "Let's go."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
The two got on the bunk bed, and Nangong Jingnu lay in it: "Just sleep." After saying this, she felt that this sentence was a bit strange, and she simply turned her back to Qi Yan.
"Yes." Qi Yan lay quietly beside the bed, the bed was huge, and there was at least two people's distance between them.
Nangong Jingnu's even breathing sound soon came, and it was the limit for her to be able to stick to it until now.
Qi Yan's heart was desolate, and there was no sleepiness.
Prairie people are born with sensitive five senses, and Qi Yan is more sensitive than ordinary prairie people.
After entering the Wei Kingdom, he was even more careful and vigilant at all times. However, she didn't even notice Nangong Jingnu's arrival just now!
This is only the case with my parents, Xiaodie and Bayin...
Do not! This is definitely not the case, he is just thinking too much.
The inside of the hall was pitch black, and the big red palace lanterns outside the window were so conspicuous.
I can't help but flash the look of Nangong Jingnu when she made a wish: Since you are so afraid of death, this palace will make a wish for you...
The pinhole-sized wound in his heart oozes blood again: the old thief Nangong and the nine sons and three daughters under his knees together are not enough to cover the blood debt of the supporting plow royal family, and she will not let any of these people go!
Qi Yan has never shaken the idea of revenge, but with the time she spends getting along, whenever she deliberately deceives Nangong Jingnu, she gets the sincere feedback from the other party, and her chest is so stuffy!
Qi Yan would rather Nangong Jingnu be high above and treat herself like a servant.
However, her current status determines that she must gain the sincerity and trust of the other party.
Contradictions have long been forged, and there is no way out.
"Your Highness?"
No answer.
Qi Yan clenched the quilt tightly, showing a wanton and silent smile.
Your Highness, before I kill you with my own hands, I will treat you with sincerity.
As smart as Qi Yan, she naturally understood what this thought meant. She felt pity for the daughter of her enemy, and even... even the thought of "spare her life".
The guilt and self-blame for her family and the grassland tore her heart: such thoughts are an unforgivable sin.
Those compatriots who were enslaved by the Wei people were poorly clothed and had no food to eat. They were doing the heaviest work every day, and they had to be beaten and scolded at will by the supervisors. Even if you are killed, you don't have to bear any consequences. The corpses are dumped in mass graves and no one is buried...
Except for the food value, the status of grassland people in Wei State is no different from that of livestock.
Qi Yan seemed to see the enslaved prairie people standing in front of her in a row, staring at herself with those amber eyes, silently condemning her "kindness" to the daughter of her enemy.
Qi Yan was sweating profusely, pressing down on her left chest with an extremely painful expression, and there was real pain from inside.
She curled up, clenched her teeth and said nothing, while Nangong Jingnv fell asleep beside her.
…
Royal Palace.
Nangong Rang went to the palaces of Concubine Hui and Concubine Four, respectively, and returned to Ganquan Palace alone.
Even though Concubine Hui stayed hard, Nangong Rang still didn't stay.
Today is New Year's Eve, and according to the palace etiquette, the emperor must sleep with the queen.
Concubine Hui is also a wonderful person. She entered the palace early, knew the etiquette and was sensible, and gave birth to two princes. It does seem like the best candidate to follow.
But only Nangong made himself clear: he would not be able to succeed in this life.
He and the young husband and wife of the Ma family. Back then, the Nangong family was just a small family with no name. Ma, as the direct daughter of the Ma family of the Longdong family, was married to the Nangong family.
When he married Ma, Nangong Rang was just a little scholar. It was the Ma who took the initiative to provide a generous dowry to help him manage his career. Ma took half of the credit for his status today.
The woman after? Which one did not marry for the status of Nangong Mansion? Why can't I see them when I'm not famous
He will never succeed again, no matter what the courtiers say.
When I stay for a hundred years, I want to be buried with Ma. In the imperial mausoleum, there were only the two of them, the husband and wife, just as they were when they were young, as on the wedding night, as promised later by his official residence and prime minister.
I only wish to be husband and wife with Ma in the next life, and stay together forever. The only regret is that Jing Nu is not a prince, otherwise there would not be so many troubles.
As for those women, they will all be buried in the imperial mausoleum and continue to intrigue.
Nangong let Jiluo enter the bedroom, the fifty-one-year-old's back was a little hunched.
Hearing the announcement, Si Jiu turned out of the dormitory, and returned a moment later with a brocade box.
Kneeling in front of Nangong Rang: "Your Majesty."
Nangong asked him to take the brocade box and open it. Inside was a piece of folded silk cloth, and shook it open: It records what Nangong Jingnv said and did after she left the palace banquet.
After a few words, Nangong Rang read it over and over again with a moving expression on his face. Carrying the silk cloth, he walked to the palace lantern and kissed it.
"Forty-nine."
"The slave is here."
"I ordered the maids and grooms who served the quiet girl out of the palace to seal their mouths."
"Yes."
"Besides... did the people who sent it report back?"
"Report to Your Majesty, the plague in the first year of Jingjia made Jinzhou ten rooms and nine empty, and the relatives of Zhen Zhen's concubine seemed to have died. Maybe there are still survivors, and I don't know where they moved to, so we have to continue. Are you looking for it?"
"You didn't find out anything about Qi Yan before the age of fourteen?"
"Going back to your majesty, it is said that the concubine fled with her parents when she was young, and then their whole family was infected with the plague and was robbed by the grass bandits. ."
"Master? Did he say which master he was? Where did he form his hut? How old is it, is it a man or a woman?"
"It is said that the expert has passed away, and the others have not found out."
"Oh? Are you dead..."
"Yes."
"Go to the Ministry of Rites in person tomorrow, and secretly transcribe the articles about Qi Yanchunqiuqiu and the palace examination."
"Yes."
During the palace exam, Nangong Rang only carefully read the articles of a few children from aristocratic families, and selected a few students from the poor family who were good-looking and clicked casually.
Among them, Qi Yan's words are the most outstanding. Nangong Rang simply browsed Qi Yan's article and clicked the flower when he saw that his native place was Jinzhou.
Jinzhou suffered a natural disaster, and the people were very sympathetic to the people of Jinzhou. Let Jinzhou students into the top three, will win the hearts of the people.
Later, when Qi Yan lost his honor in the street, Nangong felt that this young man was a smart one, and Lu Quan was pressing step by step at the Qionglin Banquet, so he could only pull Qi Yan out as a shield for his beloved daughter.
Before today, what Nangong had thought was: after he took care of the Lu family, he would secretly execute Qi Yan. Women are different from men, so he must choose the best husband for his beloved daughter.
But when he saw the secret report saying: Nangong Jingnv made a wish for Qi Yan and cried on his back, he changed his mind.
Si Jiu served Nangong and asked him to lie down. He went out of the main hall to get soft cushions and laid them on the floor outside the hall.
He is not too young, and such things as night watch can be left to other servants to do, but he has been loyal and loyal for decades.
On the other side, Nangong Shunv returned to the dormitory after washing up, and saw the red lantern hanging at the door of the palace, her heart tightened!
The light in front of the princess's bedroom means recruiting the concubine. Today is New Year's Eve, she forgot to explain that the palace maid does not have to hold the lamp...
He said to Lily next to him, "The concubine is drunk, so I don't have to hold the lamp today."
Lily replied with a Wanfu: "Go back to your highness, the concubine is already waiting in the dormitory."
Nangong Shunv straightened her waist, but her stiff movements betrayed her.
Lu Zhongxing was very drunk, and the Taiwei's mansion had always been at odds with the Zhenbei General's mansion. At the palace banquet, Shangguan Yuan's husband ran on him a lot.
But he had to call him "brother-in-law" next to his head, and then look at Nangong Sunu's bulging belly, and Nangong Jingnu and Qi Yan who left hand in hand after the palace banquet, Lu Zhongxing's eyes were red.
The Lu family was kind to the Wei Kingdom, and as the direct son of the Lu family, he should have a bright future. Just because this woman has no career, the shame is that she has never tasted her!
The door of the bedroom opened, Lu Zhongxing raised his head and stared at Nangong Shunv with red eyes.
She was born to be extremely beautiful, but in the past few days, she has lost some of her weak Liu Yingfeng posture, and Lu Zhongxing's heart aroused when he saw it.
He stood up holding onto the bed rail and waved his hand: "You all go down, you don't need to leave anyone to serve you tonight."
Nangong Shunv's heart tightened, and the palace maids behind her retreated one after another.
The gate of the hall was brought up, and Lu Zhongxing walked over staggeringly. Those aggressive and searching eyes could not wait to swallow her alive.
Nangong Shunv took a half step back, and said calmly, "The concubine is drunk, rest early."
Lu Zhongxing smiled evilly and walked over step by step.
Nangong Shunv retreated again, but Lu Zhongxing picked up his arm and held it in his hand.
"what!"
Lu Zhongxing was a military attache, and his slender arm was easily grasped in his hands, and Nangong Shunv couldn't help but let out a pained cry.
The next moment, Lu Zhongxing pulled Nangong Shunv into his arms, pinched twice with one hand on her back waist, lowered his head and put it on Nangong Shunv's neck and took a deep sniff: "It's so late. Go take a bath, but do you know that my husband wants you to be a woman tonight?"
Hearing these frivolous words, Nangong Shun's heart filled with disgust: "Concubine, please respect yourself!" But the trembling final sound revealed her nervousness.
"Self-respect? Didn't the princess light the red light at the door? It's obviously the princess who is overflowing with spring, so what kind of martyr is she pretending to be?"
Lu Zhongxing knew about the red light hanging on New Year's Eve. On the one hand, he said this because he had accumulated grievances for not marrying the person he liked. On the other hand, he was "angry" at the palace banquet, but Nangong's daughter just "looked at it coldly", and at this moment, he deliberately humiliated her with the guts of wine.
Nangong Shunv's beautiful face was pale, her body trembled, and a tear of humiliation overflowed from the corner of her eyes while biting her lower lip. She pushed Lu Zhongxing's chest with all her strength, but in the face of Kong Wu's powerful man, he was just a chariot.