Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

Chapter 53

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hold you in my arms

It was getting late, Nangong Jingnu opened the car window and looked out. The motorcade had come to the outskirts of a city, and there were people kneeling in darkness on both sides of the road.

"What's going on?" Nangong Jingnu asked.

Qi Yan closed the scroll, rubbed her brows, and replied, "The Son of Heaven is out, and the people will greet him."

Nangong Jingnu showed joy on her face: "The father and the emperor worked hard to manage the people, and the people should be like this."

Qi Yan lowered her eyes and didn't answer, Nangong Jingnu asked instead, "Why don't you speak?"

Qi Yan weighed it again and again, but remained silent.

Nangong Jingnu was a little unhappy and simply ignored Qi Yan.

The prefect of Dingzhou and a group of officials went out of the city thirty miles to greet him, opened the door of the car in four or nine, and Nangong Rang stood on the carriage.

The dark crowd knelt three times and nine times, and knelt on the ground three times, shouting long live.

"My minister, the prefect of Dingzhou, Li Yuandao brought the officials and people of Dingzhou city to see your majesty."

"Straighten without courtesy."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The emperor drove into the city of Dingzhou. Dingzhou was a small city that could not accommodate 10,000 elite soldiers, so he had to let 8,000 elite soldiers stationed outside the city, and the remaining 2,000 elite soldiers entered the city with him.

Nangong Rang had a special decree: this time, the prefectural government should not build a palace along the way to worship the ancestors.

Nangong Rang sat on the main seat and praised Li Yuandao for his diligence and thrift. The other party knelt on the ground and cried with excitement.

Due to the small size of the mansion, the dining hall could not accommodate all the members of the royal family, so Nangong Rang ordered each to return to the room for meals. Qi Yan and Nangong Jingnu lived in the west wing.

Out of the main hall, Nangong Jingnu naturally took Qi Yan's hand: "Come this way."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

The two returned to the West Wing and had dinner in silence, then simply washed up and lay on the bed.

Although Li Yuandao replaced all the furniture with new ones, the bed in the west wing was far less spacious than the bunk bed in the princess' mansion, and the two of them lay side by side on the bed with less than half an arm's space between them.

Nangong Jingnu had a lump in her heart. At this time, only the two of them couldn't help but ask: "Why didn't you answer the question Ben Gong asked you just now?"

Qi Yan pondered for a while: "I don't know what to say."

Nangong Jingnu turned around and looked at Qi Yan: "Why don't you know what to say?"

"I don't dare to say disrespectful words, and I don't dare to deceive Your Highness; I can only be silent."

Nangong Jingnu frowned: "You don't agree with what Ben Gong said?"

"I dare not."

The atmosphere froze again, and after a while, Nangong Jingnu said, "Just say it, this palace will keep it a secret for you."

After another long silence, Qi Yan sighed, "It's better not to say it."

"Bengong let you say it!"

Qi Yan simply turned around, lying face to face with Nangong Jingnu, and said in a very soft voice, "Your Highness really thinks it's a good thing for the people to greet each other?"

"Of course! Doesn't this just prove that the father is quite popular with the people?"

"Your Highness, aren't the people cold?"

Nangong Jingnu was at a loss for words, and heard Qi Yan whisper again: "They are all flesh and blood, wouldn't the common people be cold if they kneel in the ice and snow? Naturally, His Royal Highness does not know the noble status, and some poor families have only one cotton coat for three generations. , whoever goes out wears it. In this way, regardless of the young and the old, kneeling in the ice and snow, what will happen to the people who wear single clothes?"

"If these people are cold and sick because of this, will Li Taishou pay for their treatment? Even if it is given, how many people dare to go to the government to ask for money for treatment?"

Nangong Jingnu's momentum immediately weakened: "How can I get sick if I just kneel for a while."

Qi Yan snorted softly: "Those people went out before dawn."

"how do you know?"

"This minister is from the common people, let alone His Majesty's visit, even if a first-rank official visits, the people will kneel on the side of the road two hours in advance. His Highness only saw the scene of the people kneeling to greet them, but I have seen them in the cold wind. She looks shivering, but have you noticed anyone wearing a single shirt?"

Seeing that Nangong Jingnv was silent, Qi Yan whispered again: "Your Highness forgives your sins." Then she turned her body and turned her back to Nangong Jingnv.

Qi Yan folded her arms and slowly closed her eyes: What does the life and death of the Wei people have to do with her

When Nangong Jingnu said that Nangong Rang won the hearts of the people, she could agree.

The reason why she chose silence in the end was because at the last moment, the worry surging in her heart stopped her.

At this time, Nangong Jingnu was not deeply involved in the world, and it was easy to fool her, but she would grow up one day.

Through the review in the afternoon, Qi Yan confirmed Nangong Jingnv's unforgettable skills. She is only fifteen years old this year.

Baobuqi will suddenly wake up one day. If one day Nangong Jingnu herself understands that it is not a good thing for people to kneel and greet them, how would she feel about Qiyan's approval today

For Qiyan Agula, the life and death of the Wei people had nothing to do with her. But for Qi Yan, who was born in a miserable folk life, being indifferent is the biggest distortion.

Qi Yan couldn't predict what Nangong Jingnu would grow up to, and she didn't dare to gamble.

After all, all hope of revenge is in the hands of Nangong Jingnu...

The prairie prince Qiyan Agula is dead, and there is only Qiyan in this world. It's not enough just to act and disguise it, sometimes she has to show Qi Yan's soul.

Qi Yan thought that this was the end of the matter, but she didn't want Nangong Jingnu to gently push her twice: "Hello."

Qi Yan's body froze, but turned around.

"Can you see this palace clearly?" Nangong Jingnu asked in a low voice.

"I can't see you."

Nangong Jingnu's heart was relieved, and she asked in a soft voice, "Are you... angry?"

With the light from the row of lanterns hanging outside the window, Qi Yan could clearly see Nangong Jingnu's uneasy expression and guilty gaze.

His heart trembled, as if he was stuck in his throat.

Nangong Jingnu bit her lip, stretched out her hand and tugged at Qi Yan's sleeve: "This custom has existed since ancient times, it's a big deal... Change the Japanese Palace to talk to the emperor and ask him to make a decree to avoid kneeling and welcome... You don't Angry."

In Nangong Jingnu's heart, Qi Yan seems to never have a temper, no matter what he says or does, he will unconditionally tolerate it.

When Qi Yan asked in a very soft voice, one sentence after another, her mind went blank.

Seeing Qi Yan turn her back to herself, Nangong Jingnu was inexplicably flustered.

It turns out that people who are as gentle as jade have temperaments...

In the past fifteen years, others have always been coaxing her, and it was the first time to "coax" others in such a low voice.

But Nangong Jingnv didn't feel embarrassed, just eager to calm down this silent anger, she was not used to Qi Yan's appearance.

Qi Yan stared straight at Nangong Jingnu, and felt that a wound in her heart that had not healed for a long time, red blood came out again...

Your Highness, did you know that I offered a plan to burn half of your fortune

Do you know that every word, every look, every action I say when I get along with you is designed

Do you know that one day I will subvert the entire Wei Kingdom

And then, take your own life

Seeing that Qi Yan still didn't speak, Nangong Jingnu's nose was sour, and she said aggrievedly: "What else do you want?"

After speaking, she burst into tears, and Nangong Jingnu was extremely aggrieved and uncomfortable.

He is like this, how can he do it? Why is this man so angry

Hearing Nangong Jingnu's thick nasal voice, Qi Yan's lips moved, and she called out with a little sadness: "Your Highness..."

Nangong Jingnu snorted: "Bengong has grown up so big and has never asked anyone."

The next moment, Qi Yan moved her body and groped for Nangong Jingnu into her arms.

"belch."

"Your Highness."

"… Um."

"God damn it."

Nangong Jingnu had forgotten to cry, and let the other side hold her soft body: "Didn't this palace say it? Don't put such unlucky words on your lips..."

"This minister really deserves to die. It made His Highness cry." This is a true sentence. The first half of the sentence and the second half of the sentence contain two different meanings, which only the speaker can understand.

Nangong Jingnu's heart was sour: "Don't talk nonsense, Ben Gong didn't cry."

Qi Yan groped to Nangong Jingnu's face, wiped away a teardrop still hanging from the corner of her eye with her thumb, and said softly, "Well, Your Highness is the strongest."

"right?"

Nangong Jingnu rested her forehead on Qi Yan's thin but extremely hard shoulders, the tears hadn't dried yet, but the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked.

This embrace is warm and safe, and there seems to be a faint grassy fragrance.

She... loves it.

Qi Yan hugged Nangong Jingnu quietly, without any intention of letting go.

Even if she clearly knew that she was a daughter, the other party was the daughter of an enemy.

Once the clan was wiped out, the rest of her life after the catastrophe, ten years of planning and exhausting these days, she was tired.

Even though the door to revenge has just opened, Qi Yan is only a nineteen-year-old girl.

If the grasslands were still there, she might be riding a stream of fire on a spring hunt with Anda and Xiaodie.

When she was a child, she also imagined what she would look like when she grew up: she wanted to be as brave as her father and as gentle as her mother. Desires to grow up as soon as possible, put Harbala on the ground and beat him up, wants to protect Anda and his sister from being bullied, and looks forward to the birth of his younger brother, and then the family lives happily together; forever and ever.

Agula also had troubles with her identity as a woman.

Her mother often told her not to go too close with other men, not to bathe in the river, not to take a nap with them...

Little Agula is very curious: what is the difference between women and men

On the grand ceremony, Nie Rihe brought Princess Jiya and said that he would betroth his daughter to her. Agula was thinking: Can a woman and a woman be together

Jiya is about the same age as her, and Xiaodie just doesn't have a playmate of the right age, so it would be good if she stayed.

But Agula never thought that one day he would become what he is today.

It turns out that the grassland will be destroyed, the plow is not indestructible, and my father can't protect them for a lifetime.

She thought that after ten years of beating herself, her heart was as hard as iron, and there was no trace of conscience.

Until she met this girl who was a year younger than Xiaodie in her arms, her heart was stinged again and again...

"Your Highness."

"Um?"

"sorry."

Nangong Jingnu shook her head: "I would like to thank you for telling me this. In the past, 'folk suffering' was just four words in my heart, but today I understand its true meaning."

"If His Highness is a man, he will definitely be a good emperor."

Nangong Jingnu chuckled lightly: "I used to say that I was afraid of death, but I always said such absurd things."

"Will Your Highness tell others?"

"No, Ben Gong..."

"what?"

"This palace will protect you."

"Thank you, Your Highness."