Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

Accompany you to laugh three thousand times

Qi Yan: "Your Highness..."

"Tuk tuk." A knock on the door interrupted Qi Yan's words.

Palace servant: "Your Highness, Prince Consort, the hot water is ready."

Qi Yan: "Go to the kitchen and ask Pao Ding to prepare some ginger soup. Your Highness just got caught in the rain."

Palace maid: "I have already ordered you to go down. I respectfully invite Your Highness and Prince Consort to move to Tangquan."

There is a Tangquan Hall in this area of ​​Weiming Palace. Starting from Qi Yan’s side hall, you don’t need to hold an umbrella and walk through a few corridors.

Nangong Jingnv got up and walked towards the door, remembering that Qi Yanye couldn't look at her, she turned around and took her hand: "Let's go."

Qi Yan: "Thank you, Your Highness."

The two wet people held hands and left the door of the bedroom. The maids waiting outside put two cloaks on the two of them first, and then lowered their heads in unison—see no evil.

The Weiming Palace was rebuilt according to the Prince’s East Palace in the previous dynasty. Emperor Shang of the previous dynasty attached great importance to enjoyment, so the facilities in the Weiming Palace are complete and luxurious. There are five Tangquan Palaces distributed in the east, west, north, south and the center. The Tangquan on Qiyan’s side It is the largest among the five, with two soup ponds, "Qingluan" and "Huofeng", which are just right for Nangong Jingnv and Qi Yan to bathe at the same time.

When we came to the entrance of Tangquan Hall, there was only a wall separating the two soup pools of Qingluan and Huofeng.

Qi Yan: "Your Highness please first."

Nangong Jingnu: "Qingluan Pond draws running water from mountain springs. Even if the palace people keep pouring hot water in, the water temperature is low. The dark path of the fire, the water temperature is higher."

Qi Yan heard that Nangong Jingnu wanted him to choose first, so he said: "Then I should choose Qingluan."

Nangong Jingnu shook her head: "It's better to invite the son-in-law to Huofengchi. My heart is hot these days, and Qingluan is better."

Qi Yan: "Yes."

The two entered the soup ponds respectively, the two soup ponds were separated by a wall, one was ice and the other fire, and if one listened carefully, one could even faintly hear the sound of the water next door.

Qi Yan locked the door, put her wet clothes on the screen, and slowly got down into the soup pool.Sure enough, as Nangong Jingnv said: The temperature of the water in the Huofeng Pond is very high, which instantly dispels the chill brought by the rain, and makes the pores of the whole body transparent.

Qi Yan leaned against the warm pool wall and snorted comfortably, then slowly closed her eyes.

Suddenly, a sound of water came through the wall behind Qi Yan, perhaps because the Tangchi was quiet and empty, the voice from next door was clear.

The sound of the water may be urgent or slow, sometimes louder and sometimes quieter, a picture of a beauty bathing suddenly flashed in Qi Yan's mind, the protagonist in that picture is Nangong Jingnv.

The hot blood around her body rushed to her face, and Qi Yan was a little dizzy. Suddenly, the picture in her mind moved, accompanied by the sound of water, changing many body movements: Nangong Jingnv's waterfall-like long hair on the water surface Spread out, the water in the pool just reached her chest, and the white and round scenery floated half of the water...

The beauty scooped up a handful of clear water and sprinkled it on her face. The water drops passed over her black willow eyebrows, long and fine eyelashes, outlined the soft contours of her face, dripped down her smooth and white chin, and returned to the soup pond.

"Hmm!" Qi Yan suddenly opened her eyes with a blushing face.With this cough, the sound of the water next door slowed down, and then it was basically inaudible...

Qi Yan picked up a handful of water and splashed it on her face, raised her hand and rubbed her nose embarrassingly: Does this count as a guilty conscience?

Nangong Jingnv next door was enjoying her bath, because she didn't hear any sound coming from the opposite side when she entered the pool, so she thought the sound insulation of the wall was not bad, but a clear coughing sound came from halfway...

She stood in the middle of the soup pond for a while in embarrassment, then slowly took steps, and under the premise of not causing splashes as much as possible... walked to the corner of the soup pond and sat down with her arms folded.

Qi Yan knew that Nangong Jingnv must be uncomfortable, so she finished washing quickly, went ashore, put on clean clothes and left the pond.

Coming outside the gate, Qi Yan cupped his hands towards the gate of Qingluan Pond: "Your Highness, I'm going back to the main hall first."

When there was no sound at all, Nangong Jingnv let out a long breath, but she lost the interest in taking a bath and called Qiu Ju to come in to serve her.

The violent storm outside was still there, and it didn't stop after a while like Qi Yan said.

Nangong Jingnv stood in the corridor and looked out, the sky was covered by dark clouds and the sky and the earth were connected by rain.

The rain hit the stone slabs outside the corridor, and the water splashed into the corridor.

Qiu Ju half-blocked Nangong Jingnu and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, go back quickly."

After entering the bedroom, Nangong Jingnv asked Qiu Ju to drink a bowl of ginger soup and have a rest. When the rain stopped, she would tell her whether to return to the main hall.

The side hall was brightly lit. There were twelve small holes on the upper end of the long-burning lamp with a square narrow mouth. The lit wick protruded from the inside. There were two bowls of steaming ginger soup on the table. Offer ginger soup: "Your Highness, drink it while it's hot."

Touching fingertips, feeling throbbing, Qi Yan hastily withdrew her hand and turned her eyes away, Nangong Jingnv also lowered her gaze to the steaming ginger soup.

The two people in the hall did not speak, only the sound of rain continued to come in through the ceiling.After drinking the ginger soup, Nangong Jingnv sat upright behind the round table, shifted her hands a few times, and finally folded them on her legs, looking a little cramped.

The heavy rain trapped her in the side hall, and beside her was Qi Yan, whom she had never been willing to face alone.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he met those amber eyes, which showed an exotic beauty against the orange candlelight.

Nangong Jingnu's heartbeat slowed down a bit: "What do you think I am doing?"

Qi Yan replied softly: "There are only ministers and Your Highness in this hall."

Nangong Jingnv turned her eyes away and asked, "What did you see?"

Qi Yan: "His Highness's facial features are softer than before. Now, if His Highness goes out in men's clothing again, I'm afraid he will be recognized."

Nangong Jingnv gave Qi Yan an angry look: "You haven't changed at all."

Qi Yan hooked the corners of her lips: "I spent a lot of time explaining this to my colleagues."

Nangong Jingnv looked at Qi Yan again, and asked, "Explain what?"

Qi Yan: "All the adults in the same dynasty have grown beards, but the minister is different, so it is natural to explain."

Nangong Jingnu also chuckled, she couldn't imagine what Qi Yan would look like with a beard, would she become a serious old scholar?

Qi Yan's eyes were piercing: "His Royal Highness also wants you to grow a beard?"

Nangong Jingnu shook her head: "This is your own business, you can decide for yourself."

Qi Yan: "Thank you, Your Highness, this way I won't be afraid of what other people will say."

……

After some communication, the previous embarrassment was finally broken. Nangong Jingnv proposed to play chess. After playing a game of chess for two hours, the sky outside was completely dark, but the heavy rain showed no sign of stopping.

Qiu Ju came to ask if Nangong Jingnv would stay in the side hall tonight, but the latter pursed her lips and said nothing.

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Qi Yan's mind, especially when she saw Qiu Ju pointing her gaze, she had mixed feelings.

She turned her head to look at Nangong Jingnu, who had an unnatural expression.

Today, Qi Yan has to admit one thing: he is ashamed of Nangong Jingnv.

Qi Yan has never regretted embarking on this road of revenge.

During this journey, I have exhausted all my tricks, made false claims with the enemy, and had blood on my hands...

She has had compassion, and her conscience is often disturbed, but she has never regretted it. She must pay off the evil debts made by the Wei country.

But Qi Yan often didn't know how to face this girl in front of him.

The Nangong family owed a blood debt to the Qiyan royal family, but they themselves owed a love to Nangong Jingnv.

The blood debt must be paid in blood, but how can I repay this feeling by myself?

He pleases her, seduces her to fall in love with him, then plots against her, and finally... betrays her, even kills her.

In the past three years, Qi Yan has also grown a lot, and many problems that she didn't dare to think deeply about before can now be seen clearly.

"Your Highness...stay here."

Nangong Jingnv's breathing stagnated, she turned her head to look at Qi Yan with complicated eyes.

Qi Yan endured the pain in her heart, and said softly: "It's been a long time since I have had a heart-to-heart talk with His Highness, so please stay with His Highness."

Nangong Jingnv remained silent, but her relaxed posture revealed acquiescence.

Qi Yan glanced at Qiu Ju, who smiled and slapped Wanfu and retreated.

……

It was night, Nangong Jingnu and Qi Yan came to the bedroom.

Qi Yan took off her underwear in front of Nangong Jingnu, and then turned her back on her own initiative.

Nangong Jingnv bit her lip, raised her hand and tore off her belt to remove the complicated palace attire.

Qi Yan: "I'm going to blow the lamp. Your Highness, can I hold my hand?" Without waiting for the other party's reply, Qi Yan took the initiative to hold Nangong Jingnv's hand, feeling the tide in the other party's hand and feeling guilty again.

Counting, they have been married for six years.

The two lay side by side on the Babu bed, Nangong Jingnu turned her back to Qi Yan: "Go to sleep."

Qi Yan was silent for a long time, and took the initiative to move towards Nangong Jingnv's direction: "Your Highness."

Nangong Jingnv was suddenly a little nervous, and responded in a low voice.

Qi Yan: "In the past three years, I have often introspected. I... owe Your Highness too much."

Nangong Jingnv bit her lip, it was a thorn in Nangong Jingnv's heart - Xiaodie.

Qi Yan: "I'm sorry, Your Highness."

After saying this, Qi Yan's eyes were red, and tears flowed silently.

This apology contained too much, but it was not just for Xiaodie's matter, the weight of the apology was too light... Qi Yan knew that he owed Nangong Jingnv all his life.

Nangong Jingnv finally turned around when she heard the choking sound coming from behind her.She couldn't see her fingers in the hall, but she knew that the people around her were crying.

Qi Yan didn't try to hide her sadness, and the sad cry directly reached Nangong Jingnu's ears.

Nangong Jingnv's eye sockets were also a little wet, she knelt on the bed and touched Qi Yan's hand in her palm.

"Qi Yan..."

Qi Yan suddenly pulled Nangong Jingnv into his arms, hugged her waist tightly and buried her face in Nangong Jingnv's neck, hot tears stained Nangong Jingnv's skin.

Qi Yan: "I'm sorry Your Highness... I don't expect Your Highness to forgive me, it's just..."

Tears also overflowed Nangong Jingnv's eyes, she let Qi Yan hold her, and murmured: "How can you...with her, you..."

Qi Yan: "I deserve to die."

Nangong Jingnv bit Qi Yan's shoulder heavily: "You really deserve to die."

Qi Yan: "Then please Your Highness push this minister to the entrance of the vegetable market and chop him up."

Nangong Jingnu: "...So, it's too cheap for you."