Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

"Really?" Nangong Jingnv looked at Qi Yan expectantly, as if she wanted to get an affirmative answer.

Qi Yan smiled gently, and replied softly: "How about the outcome of this move, why don't you decide for yourself when Your Highness's chess skills improve."

"Hmph, cheating!"

Having said that, Nangong Jingnv's confidence is obviously lacking. How could she not know the deep meaning when she is as smart?

But she really enjoyed Qi Yan's tactful way, neither lying nor taking care of her self-esteem.

"Honorable Rong fetched a pen and paper, and transcribed this mess."

"No need, I will remember."

Qi Yan praised without hesitation, and said sincerely: "I didn't expect Your Highness to have the ability of photographic memory."

Afterwards, Qi Yan proposed to discuss a round with Nangong Jing. The two made a fair guess first, and Qi Yan took the white first.

This game lasted for more than an hour, even though Qi Yan wanted to give in, Nangong Jingnv still lost.

Through this trial, Qi Yan discovered that: Nangong Jingnv is smarter than imagined, and also easier to deceive than imagined.

After dinner, the two returned to their bedrooms after taking a bath.

Qi Yan came to the bedside: "Your Highness."

Nangong Jingnv pulled the quilt and only her head was exposed, looking at her vigilantly: "What's the matter?"

Qi Yan took two steps back and lowered her eyes, and said softly: "I have something to ask His Highness to make a decision."

"Go ahead."

"Before that, please forgive me for the crime of collision."

"Okay, tell me."

"Your Highness, do you know how to return to the door in three dynasties?"

"Naturally. Tomorrow morning, I will go back to the palace to pay my respects to my father."

"Then, what is Your Highness's plan for the matter of falling red?"

Nangong Jingnv was stunned for a moment, then her face flushed when she realized, "You, you are presumptuous!"

Qi Yan neatly raised her robe and knelt down: "Your Highness, forgive me."

"What are you doing, get up and talk."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Nangong Jingnv lowered her head, twisted her hands holding the quilt together, shy and at a loss.

The teaching female officer specifically told about the matter of falling red: this is the proof of the woman's innocence.

When returning from the three dynasties, the white silk handkerchief that has fallen red should be brought into the palace together, and handed over to the acting palm, Feng Yinhui, for inspection, and to be kept in the Zongzheng Temple.

But, but she...

"Your Highness, this matter concerns His Highness's reputation, why don't you listen to your minister's opinion?"

"You said."

"Where is the white silk handkerchief?"

Nangong Jingnv touched under the jade pillow and took out a white silk handkerchief: "What do you want it for?"

Qi Yan held the white silk handkerchief in his hand: "May I ask Your Highness whether to pay Luohong or not?"

"Naturally! But..." Luohong has something to do with Qingyu, how could he not hand it over?

"Well."

Qi Yan turned and left with a white silk handkerchief, Nangong Jingnv couldn't bear the curiosity in her heart, she lifted the quilt and followed.

Qi Yan put the white silk handkerchief on the table, took out the cutter and opened the sleeve, and cut a clean cut on the forearm.

Following Nangong Jingnv's exclamation, red dots fell.

Qiu Ju, who was on duty outside the hall, heard the voice and asked with concern, "Your Highness?"

Nangong Jingnv had a pale face, looking at Qi Yan's bleeding wound in disbelief, a little at a loss.

The state of Wei believed in Confucianism, and the Master said: "The body, hair and skin, are received by parents, and dare not hurt them. This is the beginning of filial piety."

Hurting herself without hesitation like Qi Yan completely overturned Nangong Jingnv's cognition.

Qi Yan calmly handed the handkerchief to Nangong Jingnu, and said in a low voice, "If Your Highness keeps silent, Sister Qiuju will rush in."

"I'm fine, let's get back!"

"Your Highness?"

"Get out!"

"Yes……"

A trace of sullenness flashed across Nangong Jingnv's face: "You are the parents of your body, hair and skin! This palace... I will find you a medicine box."

Qi Yan raised her hand to stop him: "If this wound is seen by others, the sword will be for nothing."

Seemingly seeing through Nangong Jingnv's thoughts, Qi Yan said helplessly: "Ants are greedy for life, so naturally my servants cannot avoid it."

Nangong Jingnv looked at Qi Yan in a daze, with mixed feelings.

Yes, if I don't see "Luo Hong", I may be fine, but what will happen to the person in front of me?

Nangong Jingnv didn't want to think deeply, she turned her head: "First find something to bandage you."

In the end, Nangong Jingnv took a handkerchief she carried with her, bandaged Qi Yan's wound, and said nothing more.

They all fell asleep, Qi Yan clutched her arms and lay face up on the couch.

What does Nangong Jingnv's reputation have to do with her?

But this Luohong is a "golden medal for avoiding death" that she must obtain, so that Nangong Rang will let her go for the sake of her beloved daughter.

After getting rid of the crisis of revealing his identity, Qi Yan has completely calmed down.

Given Nangong Rang's love for Nangong Jingnv, there is absolutely no reason for Nangong Jingnv to marry at the age of 14, let alone marry a poor student with a low status.

Recalling the conversation between Lu Quan and Nangong Rang at the Qionglin Banquet, Qi Yan understood: he was just a shield that Nangong Rang grabbed casually.

Qiyan Commoner was born with no influence in the court, and he never had any troubles with his relatives, so he was suitable to be placed next to Nangong Jingnv.But if he and Nangong Jingnv are not husband and wife, they will be poisoned and killed.

On the other hand: Nangong Rang cut off the possibility of his daughter-in-law marrying into the Taiwei's mansion at any cost, probably because he wanted to do something to Lu Quan.

There is not much time left for myself.

The instigator of the invasion of the grassland in command back then, the biggest murderer who killed his own family, must not die at the hands of others!

Two hours later, Qi Yan opened his eyes on time.

It was still dark outside, this time she didn't go to the room but got up and sat on the chair.

Another half an hour later, Chun Tao, the female officer in charge, came to the door: "Your Highness should get up, and I have to go back to the palace today."

Nangong Jingnv snorted softly and opened her eyes.

But he saw Qi Yan standing beside the bed, with his index finger on his lips making a silence gesture.

Nangong Jingnv didn't feel sleepy at all, she frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Your Highness, you have offended me by doing all the tricks."

After speaking, she lifted the quilt and lay down. Nangong Jingnv's exclamation was suppressed by her lips, and a cold hand was pressed against her lips.

With a "pop", Nangong Jingnv opened Qi Yan's hand.

Qi Yan begged in a low voice: "Your Highness."

Chuntao urged again: "Your Highness? It's time to get up."

Nangong Jingnv gave Qi Yan a hard look: "Come in."

Entering the sleeping hall, Chuntao's heart skipped a beat, and her astonishment flashed across: She saw Her Highness the Princess sitting on the bed with her blue hair loose, her face blushing, covering the quilt, and beside her was the sleeping son-in-law!

Based on Chuntao's understanding of Nangong Jingnv, this is absolutely impossible.But looking at Nangong Jingnv's blushing cheeks and shy expression, they all showed the beauty of last night...

Chuntao turned around and winked at her confidant, who retreated knowingly.

Nangong Jingnv felt that the top of her head was burning, and she wished to escape from here immediately, but this person was lying outside again, so she pushed Qi Yan: "Get up."

"Well……"

Before Qi Yan opened his eyes, he smiled and called out in a low voice: "Your Highness~" The voice was very well-crafted, and there was a hint of coquettishness in the exhaustion.

Chuntao and a group of maidservants turned around holding the tray. Nangong Jing's pretty face was flushed, and smoke was rising from her orifices: If she hadn't pitied this man for cutting herself, she would have picked up the jade pillow and smashed it in his face!

Who will see this smile that is more charming than a woman? !

And what's with that lazy voice?This person obviously just lay down!

"Don't get up yet?"

Qi Yan sat up straight and saw that all the maids in the palace had carried their backs, so she smiled guiltily at Nangong Jingnv.

The palace maid who had just left brought back a few palace maids, holding the consort's outfit in their hands.

After consummating the house, the son-in-law is half the master.

However, whether this master's identity lasts for a long time depends on the princess's attitude towards him in the future.

Nangong Jingnv changed into luxurious palace attire, while Qi Yan also changed into the purple court attire exclusive to the captain-in-law under the service of the maidservant.

Chun Tao put the blood-stained white silk handkerchief into the brocade box and took it with her.

Sitting in the four-horse carriage entering the palace, the two sat on each side, Nangong Jingnu turned her head and looked out the window.

Qi Yan called out: "Your Highness?"

Nangong Jingnv snorted lightly, but did not turn her head.She was still thinking about the early morning.

"Your Highness is angry just now?"

"Wonderful sages, shameless."

Qi Yan pursed her lips, sat next to Nangong Jingnv, and said in a very low voice: "What happened in the early morning is a last resort, and I promise not to do it again."

……

"If His Highness does not give up, I would like to be friends with His Highness before the matter is accomplished."

Nangong Jingnv thought about it and felt that this was reasonable. After all, she had to meet this person frequently for a long time, and it was naturally best to live in harmony.

"It's a deal." Qi Yan nodded with deep eyes...

With Qi Yan's talent and knowledge, there are countless ways to say it, but he just said the word "things come true".

This may be the last struggle of the conscience hidden deep in her heart that is about to disappear.

It's a pity that this kindness was too shallow to have any effect.

Originally, it was enough for the princess to be entertained by the queen or the concubine who was in charge of Fengyin when she returned home, but Nangong also came after letting the court go.

Recently Nangong Rang was very unhappy, because the group of old officials in the court had repeatedly admonished the establishment of the crown prince.

Nangong Rang is over fifty years old and has nine sons and three daughters.

According to the law, if there is no son-in-law, the eldest son should be established, but the eldest son Nangong Ping was born by Nangong Rang when he was young because of drunkenness and a lowly maidservant in the family. Nangong Rang has always regarded this son as a stain on his life.

Nan Gongping is 35 years old this year, but he has no title yet, and his mother only has a title of Zhao Rong, who lives in the palace next to Leng Gong.

Lao Jiu is not yet ten years old. Only the fifth prince, Nan Gongda, has the most similar temperament and temperament. His mother Xianfei is also a lady from a famous family, but it is a pity that Nan Gongda was born with a lameness.

None of the remaining five sons could catch Nangong Rang's eyes, no matter in heart or talent.

Every time Nangong Rang thinks of the Fifth Prince, he has mixed feelings.

After all, he was sitting on the throne under the support of others, so since he took the throne, he has worked hard and dared not slack off.But if the crown prince is unbearable, wouldn't the wisdom of the Nangong clan be destroyed in a hundred years?

Nangong Rang sighed heavily and stepped into the hall.

"My son sees my father."

"I see you, Your Majesty."

Concubine Hui got up in a hurry, greeted her generously, but she blamed in her mouth: "Where are all the servants in this palace going to be lazy? There is no notification when your majesty comes down."

Nangong Rang helped Nangong Jingnv up first, and waved his hands: "It was Zhen who didn't let the transmission pass."