Love is too deep to be overwhelmed
At this moment, all the words in the world cannot accurately describe Qi Yan's mood.
She has worked hard to get to this day, every step of the way, and the organs are exhausted. The rotten heart beating in her chest is bleeding bright red because of Nangong Jingnu.
She tried her best to minimize the damage to Nangong Jingnu before ending all this.
But her fifteen-year-old birthday wish was to step back into this sea of fire.
promise? This girl will suffer ten times, a hundred times more pain than she is now.
Refuse? Tears wet the clothes on her chest, she is holding on to her clothes...
"Are you okay?" Nangong Jingnu raised her head, and there was cautious expectation on Lihua's face with rain, and Qi Yan's heart was twisted like a knife.
"Your Highness..." Do you know that moths fly into the flames
A full teardrop hung in Nangong Jingnu's eyes, shaky, she used an almost pleading tone: "Please..."
Nangong Jingnu was drunk, otherwise she would never have said such a thing.
She was drunk, so she couldn't read the sadness flowing in Qi Yan's eyes.
She was drunk, and she just wanted to go back to the past.
"Don't you regret it, Your Highness?"
The nerves paralyzed by the intoxication could not ponder the meaning of this sentence, she bit her lip and shook her head vigorously, tears falling down.
"I promise you."
Nangong Jingnu sniffed: "Really?"
"a man of his words."
Nangong Jingnu released her hand, and instead grabbed the front of Qi Yan's chest: "Then you stay tonight."
"Okay, listen to your Highness."
…
At the beginning of the lantern, the guests returned.
Nangong Jingnu vomited again, Qiu Ju brought the hangover soup, and Qi Yan went to open the door.
Qiu Ju handed the soup bowl to Qi Yan, glanced into the hall, and gave a deep slap in the face: "My concubine, my servant has a few words from my heart, I don't know if I should say it or not."
"Sister Qiu Ju, please speak."
"The slaves are bold. Although the slaves are servants, they have served by His Highness since childhood. To say something outrageous, the slaves watched His Highness grow up. These days, His Highness often locks himself in the study for a whole day, and the slaves watch His Highness gradually grow. Thin, but helpless."
Speaking of this, Qiu Ju knelt in front of Qi Yan and lowered her head very low: "Your Highness, you must know why. Even the servants in the inner court know that His Highness Zhen Zhen has an excellent temperament. You are knowledgeable and reasonable, and you are older than His Highness... The slaves implore the concubine to treat our Highness kindly."
Qi Yan helped Qiuju up: "I see, I have sister Lao Qiuju to worry about."
"This is the duty of the slaves. The slaves bumped into the concubine and went to receive the punishment."
"No need, Sister Qiu Ju is loyal to the master, I will be the second master for His Highness, and Sister Qiu Ju will go to receive the reward."
"Thank you, Concubine."
Seeing that Qi Yan had not returned for a long time, Nangong Jingnu called out, "Qiyan?"
Qiu Ju called Wan Fu and took it to the door of the bedroom, while Qi Yan came to the bed with the sobering soup.
Nangong Jingnu was sitting on the bunk bed with only one lingerie on, her cheeks flushed.
"I'm going to serve sober soup for His Highness."
Nangong Jingnu frowned slightly: "Don't drink it, the hangover soup has a disgusting taste!"
Qi Yan sat beside Nangong Jingnv, stirred the spoon and blew it, scooped up a spoon and handed it to Nangong Jingnv's lips, and coaxed softly, "Your Highness is very drunk today, if you don't drink the sober soup, you will surely wake up tomorrow morning. I have a headache. Besides, Sister Qiu Ju has been working hard for an hour, come~ I will feed you.”
Nangong Jingnu opened her mouth obediently when she looked at Qi Yan's well-defined hand.
Pretty face wrinkled in one place, finally swallowed the second spoon and handed it to his mouth, opening his mouth again.
When the bowl of soup bottomed out, Nangong Jingnu hugged Qi Yan's arm, rubbed her forehead against her shoulder, and said coquettishly, "Well~ I won't drink it~."
Qi Yan: "There's only one mouth left."
"Don't drink it~, it tastes so disgusting, I will vomit if I drink it again!"
Qi Yan insisted: "The hangover soup comes in accordance with the dosage, so let's drink it up, Your Highness."
Seeing that coquettishness was ineffective, Nangong Jing looked at Qi Yan angrily, but she still couldn't resist and took her last sip.
Qi Yan put down the empty bowl and said sternly: "In the future, if Your Highness drinks like this again, drink two bowls of sober soup."
Nangong Jingnu suddenly understood that Qi Yan was "punishing" herself, and whispered, "Be careful..." A sweetness spread in her chest.
"What did your Highness say?"
"Well... I see! I'll drink three cups in the future~."
Qi Yan's ink-like eyebrows raised: "Every day or every meal?"
"No one drinks three meals a day! It's not like drinking every day... It's naturally the time for a palace banquet."
Qi Yan nodded in satisfaction and stood up.
Nangong Jingnu asked, "Where are you going!"
Qi Yan picked up her sleeves and sniffed seriously: "I accidentally got the smell of alcohol, so I'm going to wash up. Your Highness will go to bed first?"
Bathing is just an excuse, the original intention is to wait for Nangong Jingnv to fall asleep and then come back, but who knows, Nangong Jingnv grabs her sleeve: "I don't dislike you..."
The neckline of Nangong Jing's blouse was a little loose, and the fiery red apron was looming.
Three thousand blue silk was scattered, and a few strands of hair crossed his shoulders and hung down to his chest, arching a small arc at the chest.
Qi Yan looked away: the girl in front of her seems to have grown up...
"Since His Highness does not dislike it, I will blow the lamp."
"I'll accompany you." Nangong Jingnu struggled to get up.
"No need, Your Highness, sit down."
Said that Nangong Jingnu had stood barefoot beside Qi Yan, and simply leaned against Qi Yan because her feet were floating.
Seeing that Nangong Jingnu was so drunk, Qi Yan didn't forget the thing she couldn't see at night, and she had mixed feelings again.
She didn't refuse any more, she half hugged and half hugged Nangong Jingnu and blew out the lamp on the table.
The two returned to the bed, Qi Yan served Nangong Jingnv to lie down, stood in front of the bed, took off his outer robe and only put on his underwear, and lay down beside Nangong Jingnv.
The weather in November was already a bit chilly, Qi Yan pulled the quilt, but Nangong Jingnu took the opportunity to hug her into her arms.
It was like a small stove that instantly dispelled all the chills.
"Your Highness?"
"Hug me~."
"it is good."
Nangong Jingnu's eyelids were heavy, but she struggled and refused to fall asleep.
It seems that the last time Qi Yan left without telling her left a shadow on her, for fear that it was just a dream if she opened her eyes again.
Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you feel it.
Qi Yan didn't know what Nangong Jingnv was thinking. She remembered the experience of coaxing Xiaodie to sleep when she was a child, and patted Nangong Jingnv on the back: "Sleep, Your Highness."
"Hmm." Nangong Jingnu agreed, but she regained her spirits again.
"Qi Yan..."
"The minister is here."
"You're not going, are you?"
"His Royal Highness sleep at ease, and when you wake up, you will see this minister at first sight."
Nangong Jingnu couldn't hold back her drowsiness, she closed her eyes and murmured, "What about after that?"
Qi Yan sighed softly: "In the future... I will always be here."
"Well."
Nangong Jingnu entered her dream, but Qi Yan looked straight at the face that was close at hand.
Scenes of the past flashed in front of my eyes, and in another month, it will be their second year of marriage.
This fifteen-year-old girl is fading away from ignorance and greenness, like a full flower bud, waiting to bloom.
Qi Yan doesn't know how long this road of revenge can go. Eleven years, she is always looking forward to that day coming soon.
At this moment, listening to Nangong Jingnu's even breathing, looking at her peaceful sleeping face, and feeling the scorching temperature, Qi Yan really wanted time to stop at this moment.
At least, the girl in her arms is still happy, she has not been affected by hatred, and she has not tasted the pain of losing her relatives...
The thumb slid softly across the long dry tears, over and over again.
Her eyes were fixed on Nangong Jingnu's slightly parted lips, her breathing stagnated.
"His Royal Highness..." Women, can you like women
Qi Yan pursed her lips and could hear her own heartbeat.
If Nangong Jingnu knew her identity as a woman...a tingling pain appeared in her chest again.
Qi Yan sighed, holding her breath and leaning over.
"Qi Yan~."
Qi Yan snapped open and saw that she was babbling again, laughed silently, raised her hand and pinched Nangong Jingnu's nose: "Hey..."
The two times of stealing incense and jade failed to succeed. The last time was a kind of farewell, but this time...
It's like a cat walking into my heart, coming out from time to time to catch it.
It wasn't until it was dawn that he barely fell asleep.
An hour later, Nangong Jingnu woke up. Her physique is special, the more she drinks, the sooner she wakes up.
The stinging pain in her temples made her let out a groan, and she smiled brightly when she saw Qi Yan sleeping beside her.
After another half an hour, Nangong Jingnv was a little bored, she twisted a bunch of hair and swept it towards Qi Yan's breath.
"Well."
Seeing Qi Yan's signs of waking up, Nangong Jingnu turned away with a guilty conscience.
Unexpectedly, Qi Yan first grabbed the naughty man's wrist and pulled in his direction.
"what!"
Nangong Jingnv fell on Qi Yan's body, their chests were intimate and they smelled each other.
Nangong Jingnu smiled with a guilty conscience: "Are you awake?"
Qi Yan looked at these lips, and the longing that was finally suppressed came out again, and she raised her hand and clasped Nangong Jingnu's waist.
Nangong Jingnu's heartbeat changed, and she stared blankly at Qi Yan.
Qi Yan took a deep breath, and the hand resting on Nangong Jingnu's waist changed from clasping with one to two: "His Royal Highness... what are you doing?"
As he said that, he tightened his arms, and the distance between the tip of the two noses was only an inch.
Nangong Jingnu: "I'm just, I..."
Seeing that all the hints were "no results", Qi Yan simply raised her head and dropped a light kiss on Nangong Jingnu's lips.
Nangong Jingnu was completely stunned, and her cheeks quickly heated up.
There was also a faint blush on Qi Yan's fair cheeks. After a night of repression, she finally got what she wanted, but at the moment of separation, more greed appeared.
In nineteen years, she's never been like this, and it seems... sweeter than expected.
Seeing Nangong Jingnu's surprised and astonished expression, Qi Yan was a little shy, and argued forcefully, "This is a punishment for disturbing one's dreams... um." The last word was hidden between her lips and teeth.
Nangong Jingnu closed her eyes and took the initiative to stick it up.