"Yeah," the girl said with her head resting on Yan Xun's chest, her voice a bit muffled, "You mean what you say."
"Absolutely counts!" Yan Xun promised firmly, "If a man says something, it's hard to follow. Whoever can't do it doesn't walk on two legs."
"Okay then, let's go."
"No, there is one more thing." Yan Xun suddenly said seriously, "This is very important, you have to remember it carefully."
"Huh?" Chu Qiao immediately raised her head, blinking her big misty eyes, "What's the matter?"
"As a friend who grew up with you, fought together, and lived together, I have the most sincere advice for you, and you must always remember it."
Chu Qiao frowned, as she was smart, she seemed to have smelled a hint of conspiracy, she asked doubtfully, "What exactly are you trying to say?"
"Be honest with me!" Yan Xun snarled, then suddenly lowered his head, and kissed Chu Qiao's mouth. The domineering breath invaded immediately. The man's hand pressed the back of the girl's head, his lips and teeth intersected, and his tongue followed the trend. Domineering and strong, he broke through the girl's fragile line of defense in an instant, catching her by surprise. His breathing became disordered immediately, and his chest heaved violently. The vast snowfield was covered with silver, and in front of the five hundred guards, the King of Yanbei kissed Master Chu at the staff office...
It wasn't until Chu Qiao was about to lose her breath that Yan Xun let her go a little bit. Seeing her blushing and looking around, like a thief who was caught stealing, Yan Xun suddenly laughed, and said loudly: "What are you afraid of? The whole Yanbei is mine."
Chu Qiao suddenly ran away, blushing and shouting: "Ah! You bastard! My reputation has been ruined by you!"
Yan Xun held Chu Qiao's waist, and raised his eyes slightly, "I said, Ah Chu, don't you know? Since you followed me into Shengjin Palace, the word 'Qing Yu' has already waved you goodbye. "
"Bastard!" Chu Qiao couldn't catch up with her words, and seeing people on the left and right looking at her with a smile, she became even more angry, pointing at Ah Jing and the others and shouting, "Don't laugh! Don't speak out! Beat you! And you , You, who is that, your teeth are showing! What's your name? Which unit? Are you still laughing? Just talk about you!"
"Ah Chu! Don't talk about him!" Yan Xun sternly pulled her towards him, "You have to be honest, you are obviously worried that I will go out and mess around, why do you make so many long speeches, and you are so righteous Look, I think you are the one who deserves a beating."
"Hey, hey!" Chu Qiao was embarrassed, blushing and jumping, "Surnamed Yan, has it been too long since I fixed you? You still want to beat me? Can you beat me?"
Yan Xun frowned, "I let you do that, do you really think you are invincible?"
"Okay, the bridge will be demolished if you cross the river, if you don't accept it, let's compete!"
Yan Xun laughed suddenly, "Ah Chu, are you reluctant to let me go? You purposely dawdled and wasted my time."
Chu Qiao's eyes widened, and she shouted angrily: "Who doesn't want you? Get out! I'm tired of looking at you even more!"
"Then I'm really leaving?"
"Go away, no one wants to look at you."
"Don't regret it!"
"The devil will regret it."
"After I'm gone, don't cry secretly!"
"Are you going or not? So much nonsense!"
"Haha!" Yan Xun got on his horse and laughed loudly, "Achu, I'm leaving, wait for my triumphant return! Drive!"
Hundreds of war horses flew away immediately, and the pure white snow powder formed a straight line behind the horses' hooves. In the sky, war eagles flew together. A torrential giant painting, in an instant, only a faint shadow remained.
Chu Qiao stood where she was, watching Yan Xun's leaving back with tenderness in her heart. She clasped her hands silently, and slowly closed her eyes. Her voice was calm, with deep nostalgia and sincerity, "Almighty God, please bless my lover, and wish him smooth sailing and a safe and triumphant return." It was snowing heavily, but in Huai Song Dynasty, it was rainy and windy, and the sun was cloudy.
There are no lamps in the hall, only the shadows of candles are deep. The empty Moji Hall is covered with Su Qing's gauze, and the long corridors are all paved with white pear wood. There is a unique echo when you step on it, which is simple and unsophisticated, as if you have penetrated the ancient time, singing ancient sacrificial tunes at the end of the world.
All the palaces hung up pure white palace lanterns early. Today is the anniversary of the death of the late emperor Nalan Lie. The palace people all changed into plain white sacrificial attires, and even the red chrysanthemums blooming in front of the palace gates were wrapped in white silk , Xiao Xiao rain, a bleak.
The sound of the ring pendant was moving, and the woman in palace costume wearing a ring bun walked slowly in the main hall. She had sculpted eyebrows and thin lips, bright eyes like stars, and a bright wind spirit.
At the end of the main hall, there is a small table on the floor. Beside the small table, there are a few court servants who are shouting loudly. Everyone's face is covered with veins and their foreheads are flushed. A young man in a deep robe and coiled dragon also huddled together with the crowd, dancing and dancing. He was eighteen or nineteen years old, but he looked like a six or seven-year-old urchin.
The nanny on the left frowned, stepped forward and said, "The eldest princess is here, why don't you salute?"
When everyone who was playing heard this, they turned their heads quickly. Seeing the woman standing in the center, everyone stepped forward in panic, knelt down on the ground, and shouted loudly: "See the eldest princess, the princess is a thousand years old."
"Get up." The woman in plain clothes nodded quietly, her voice was light, with a fairy air as thin as morning mist, she looked at the young man in the bright yellow and deep robe in the crowd, and gently waved, "Yu'er, come here."
The young man scratched his head and walked over reluctantly. The servants beside the woman hurriedly saluted and said: "Greetings to the emperor."
The young emperor didn't even look at them, he waved his hands indiscriminately, raised his head, but saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth, and said to the woman in the middle like a child afraid of Mr. "
In the shadow of bright candles in the hall, the woman took out a handkerchief embroidered with Zhilan, gently wiped away the saliva of the young emperor, and said: "Sister Huang knows."
The emperor lowered his head and muttered something, but others couldn't hear clearly. The woman sighed and asked: "Today is the death day of the father, why doesn't Yu'er want to go to the temple mausoleum to offer incense? She even asked someone to beat her." Mr. Lu?"
The emperor lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I... I don't want to go..."
The woman lowered her head and asked patiently: "Why? Can you tell Sister Huang?"
"Because... because..." the emperor raised his head, his fair and handsome face flushed, and argued, "Because Changling King and the others always laugh at me... I don't like to play with them."
The sound of rain outside was crisp, and the wind passed through the corridor, blowing in with a damp smell. After a long time, the woman nodded and said: "If you don't like to go, don't go." She said to the servants kneeling on the ground, "Play well with the emperor."
"Yes!" A group of twelve and thirteen-year-old children responded in unison. The woman turned around and took the palace people away. After a while, there was another commotion behind her. Listening to the voice, it was so joyful and joyful.
Who would have imagined that the emperor of Huai Song Dynasty, which occupies the most fertile area in the mainland, would be a veritable fool? His mind will always remain as a ten-year-old child, never growing up. This matter is the top secret of the royal family of the Huai Song Dynasty. Princess Huai Song has been carefully planning for many years and has been concealing it from the outside world. But now, as Nalan Hongyu grew up, her time as an adult was delayed again and again, and the voices of opposition and questioning in the court were also increasing day by day, and she finally felt that she could not support herself alone.
Back then, before his death, Nalan Lie, who galloped all his life and created a large sea territory in the east, looked at the young girl and the fool, and sighed up to the sky: "The crime of killing is too heavy!" It all fell on the shoulders of the girl who was less than fifteen years old at the time. In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.
Looking at the slender figure walking slowly in front of her, Aunt Yun was in a trance for a while. She didn't realize how many years passed. The young girl with buns and sagging shoulders has now passed her 20th birthday. The palace passed slowly. Although there are rumors about how shrewd and decisive the Elder Princess is, how extremely wise, and even in recent years, some people have secretly suspected that the Elder Princess is in charge of power, and even put the emperor under house arrest, and monopolized power, etc., but she alone knows how much pain the woman in front of her is pretending to be in.
Five years, how many five years are there in a woman's life
"Princess, it's late at night, go back to the palace and rest."
Nalan Hongye shook her head lightly, "There are still some official documents in Yuhe Palace that need to be approved."
Aunt Yun quickly said: "Then take it back to the palace for approval?"
Looking at the anxious face of the old nanny who took care of her since she was a child, Nalan Hongye smiled faintly and said, "Okay."
Aunt Yun was overjoyed, and hurriedly ordered people to go to the Yuhe Palace to get the official documents. After a while, the Palace Lanterns in Roufu Palace were lit up, resplendent and resplendent. Although Nalan Hongye is not a prominent person, everyone in the palace knows who the real master of the palace is, so they are naturally very careful in serving her.
It was nearly three o'clock, and Aunt Yun sneaked in to look at it several times. Finally, she saw that the unapproved official documents on the table gradually became smaller, but in the end, she saw that the eldest princess was holding a frontier letter and hadn't written for a long time. She frowned and asked, "Princess, why is it so difficult to decide? It's the third watch, and I have to go to court tomorrow morning."
"Huh? It's Bianyi's business newspaper." Nalan Hongye was a little dazed, unexpectedly a little bit embarrassed by being disturbed, she brushed the broken hair in front of her eyes, and said without hiding it from the closest person around her, "Big Xia has sent troops to attack Yanbei. Yanbei urgently needs medicine and food, and needs to exchange minerals for our weapons."
Aunt Yun was obviously not an ordinary woman and child, she frowned slightly, "Didn't you just send a batch a few days ago?"
"Small things are a drop in the bucket. Marquis Changle and King Jinjiang tried their best to stop them, using the excuse of the upcoming war in the East China Sea, and the supplies are greatly insufficient. Moreover, because of the war in the north, the price of goods has skyrocketed. The gold collected by Yan Shizi before has almost been spent."
Nalan frowned slightly, when she suddenly heard noise from the direction of Qin'an Hall, she stood up and asked, "What's going on outside?"
Aunt Yun went out in a hurry, came back later and said with a smile: "It's okay, Your Highness is crying at night, the queen is worried that His Highness will catch a cold and get sick, so she sent someone to pass it on to the imperial physician."
Nalan raised his eyebrows and asked, "What did the imperial doctor say?"
"The imperial doctor said it's fine, it's just that the child was hungry at night."
Nalan smiled slightly, his smile was light, his eyes were downcast, and there was a bit of wisdom in his eyes, "This child is the hope of our Great Song Dynasty. No wonder the queen puts her heart into it. My aunt has experience, and she will take care of her when she has free time on weekdays."
"yes."
Nalan sat down slowly and exhaled lightly. Fortunately, fortunately, Yu'er has such a child. Since she can no longer help him to the top, she can only pin her hopes on this child.