Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

"Second sister, it's windy. You've just recovered from the cold, so let's go back."

Nangong Shunv looked at the row of footprints on the snow again, a thousand gold is easy to find and a friend is rare: I didn't expect such a master to be hidden in the palace.

The two sisters returned to the main hall, Nangong Shunv asked: "Sister, can you still learn the piano?"

Nangong Jingnv shook her head, and Nangong Shunv asked again: "What? Didn't you go well just now?"

"After watching the second sister's piano skills, I feel that I will never be able to catch up in my life."

"Don't underestimate yourself, Jingnv has her own advantages."

"really?"

Seeing that her younger sister was full of anticipation, Nangong Shunv took her hand into the inner hall and said sincerely: "Of course it's true, my sister's goodness is not on the surface. Those who understand will treasure it, and those who don't don't need to force it. "

Nangong Jingnv seemed to understand, but Nangong Shunv sighed quietly: "Sometimes, I really want to go out of the palace..."

"After the Spring Festival, I beg my father to let my sister stay at my house for a few days, and then I will find a chance to go out for a while, and it will be the same as before."

Nangong Shunu smiled without saying a word.

After a long time, she said softly: "Well, it's still the same as before." Only she herself knows the true meaning of "leaving the palace".

After all this trouble, she was completely tired of life in the palace.In the past, her mother was her only support, but when she knew that she had handed over the "white silk", she indiscriminately reprimanded herself for being "unclean".

This square city that everyone envied, Nangong Shunv felt that it was an innate shackle.

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At dinner, Qi Yan said that she didn't feel unwell.

Nangong Jing ordered Chuntao to send a copy to Qi Yan, and the two sisters had dinner. Nangong Shunu persuaded: "Go and see your brother-in-law."

Nangong Jingnv walked towards the side hall just as she had this intention.

"See Your Highness."

"Get up, Qi... Is the son-in-law inside?"

"Yes, yes."

Nangong Jingnv entered the side hall, and saw Qi Yan sitting at the table with her right sleeve rolled up, her left hand holding a porcelain bottle to her lips and biting off the cork.

Nangong Jingnv walked over quickly: "What's wrong? Are you injured?"

Qi Yan lowered her right arm and turned her body slightly to block Nangong Jingnv's sight.

"The servant accidentally overturned the soup and scalded it."

"Show me."

"This..." Seeing that Nangong Jingnv frowned slightly, Qi Yan took out the arm that was behind her back.

Nangong Jingnv gasped: the large area of ​​skin on the exposed forearm was abnormally red, and the burns spread all the way to the back of the hand, with occasional blisters.

Nangong Jingnv's complexion sank, she sat down at the table and took the medicine bottle from Qi Yan's hand: "Be patient."

"Ah."

The emerald green ointment slowly dripped onto Qi Yan's wound, Nangong Jingnu gently spread the ointment with her fingers, and there was scorching temperature from her fingertips.

Qi Yan didn't say a word, but the trembling from time to time showed her pain.

"How did you get this injury?"

"It was the subject who was not careful..."

"You think I'm a three-year-old kid? Could you accidentally burn your arm?"

"Your Highness, forgive me, my servant..."

"to be frank."

"It's Sister Chuntao who didn't serve the soup."

"Where is she? Why didn't I see her report, and didn't give you the imperial doctor?"

Qi Yan was silent for a moment: "It's the minister who asked Sister Chuntao to go back first, and it's snowing outside so it's not good to bother the imperial doctor."

Nangong Jingnv's beautiful eyes froze: "Her job is getting better and better now!"

Qi Yan touched the back of Nangong Jingnu's hand: "Your Highness, just listen to what I have to say."

"You want to intercede for her?"

"Ah."

"Chuntao and Qiuju have followed me for many years. They usually make small mistakes, are lazy and slack, and I never pursue them. But how dare they suppress and not report such major events? They hurt you today, and I can't keep them if they hurt others in the future. she!"

"Your Highness, I have the responsibility to pursue this matter. If I didn't get up rashly, I wouldn't overturn the soup. Besides, Sister Chuntao has admitted my mistake to me and gave me a good burn ointment. Your Majesty, please read For the sake of Sister Chuntao's service for many years and unintentional mistakes, please forgive Sister Chuntao this time."

Nangong Jingnu let out a long sigh: "The burn is so serious, it's better to be Doctor Xuan."

"This subject has often bothered the imperial doctor since he entered the palace. It's snowing outside, let's forget about it. It will be fine after a few days." Qi Yan naturally wouldn't make this matter a big deal, Chuntao did accidentally burn her.But it only splashed a few drops and burned the back of my hand...

After Chuntao left, Qi Yan had a plan, and simply picked up the soup and poured it down his arm.She expected that Nangong Jingnv would come tonight, so she should only show this injury to her.Chuntao and Qiuju are loyal and shrewd, so they must be cut off.

"Have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet."

Nangong Jingnu frowned: "Come here."

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Let the little kitchen make something to eat."

"Here."

Seeing that Qi Yan had put down her sleeves, Nangong Jingnv said: "I'm most afraid of covering burns, it's better to let it dry."

"Most of the servants in Your Highness's palace are girls' families, and the servants hang their arms all day long... it's out of style."

Nangong Jingnu couldn't help laughing: "You really look like an old master."

"It's a ritual."

Nangong Jingnv was a little surprised: it turns out that this person is not completely submissive.

Nangong Jingnv leaned on her chin and looked at Qi Yan: "Is there anything else I don't know about you?"

"I mean, besides Xiao, what else can you do?"

Qi Yan pondered for a moment: "A gentleman's six arts, except for not being familiar with riding and shooting, can be regarded as having a little understanding of others."

"This is also called a little understanding? The second sister spoke highly of your flute sound! She also told me that I must find you!" Nangong Jingnv felt a little regretful after speaking, she looked at Qi Yan with her eyes as if observing the other party reaction.

But seeing that Qi Yan's expression didn't fluctuate at all, he calmly replied: "The Second Highness's piano skills have reached a state of perfection, and I am ashamed of myself."

Nangong Jingnv looked at Qi Yan: the orange candlelight in the hall cast a thin layer of halo on his whole body, and those amber eyes became more and more quiet. After several days of contact with her, he felt that Qi Yan is not an indifferent person, but why is his expression so calm every time he deliberately mentions his second sister?

In a short time, Nangong Jingnu thought a lot, and couldn't help asking: "You, you and Second Sister..."

"Ok?"

The distance between the two was very close, and Nangong Jingnv found that Qi Yan's eyes were so clear that she could vaguely see her own reflection.

"Second sister... said she wanted to go out of the palace and walk among the people."

Nangong Jingnv burst into a trace of melancholy: that's all.Why bother?If this person reveals the past with the second sister, how will they deal with themselves in the future?

She is the most honorable princess of the Wei Kingdom, loved by her father and loved by her sister.

At this moment, Nangong Jingnv felt for the first time what it meant to be "involuntary".She can use her identity to ask questions, but then what?The hardest thing to do is three people...

Qi Yan didn't notice the other party's thoughts, she glanced at the window: "Father Long En, lift the curfew during the Lantern Festival. The people were very lively that day, the streets and alleys were decorated with lights, and all kinds of stalls on both sides of the street came from the street. Even to the end. Rich people set up a shed to distribute Shangyuan oil hammers, and poor people just need to take a big bowl and report the number of people in their family to get enough oil hammers for the whole family. There are lantern riddles in front of each restaurant. Show it to win prizes. You can sell a Kongming lantern for only three or five copper coins, write down your wishes and light the lights, and watch them float to high places like stars in the sky.”

Nangong Jingnv was unknowingly attracted by Qi Yan's description, she sat up straight and her eyes sparkled.

Qi Yan continued: "This day was my favorite when I was a child. There are not so many red tapes on New Year's Eve, and the elders are also extraordinarily generous. The pressed money that was placed under the pillow on New Year's Eve can also be withdrawn on the Lantern Festival. Yes. Generally, there is at least three or five pennies strung together with a red rope to make a small pendant. You can buy sugar figurines, wooden swords and other gadgets when you walk on the street with it. On this day, even if the elders are greedy, they will not be harsh. Yes, when the harvest is good, my father will buy me a lantern and put it in the moat to watch it drift away..."

Qi Yan's face naturally showed nostalgia, but none of what she said was from her own experience.

Some of them were seen in miscellaneous anecdotes, and some were seen when she traveled around before the meeting.The part where the river lanterns are set off is a father and son that we saw when we walked to Jizhou.

The climate in the grassland is harsh, and the snow is deep enough to sink in winter. She, Xiaodie and Bayin mostly live in tents, but her mother will use limited ingredients to make some "weird" food on any specific day.

That day, Qi Yanli stood on the bridge for a long time, watching the river lantern drifting away and watching the father and son leave, thinking a lot.

It's a pity that there is no "what if" in life, and her experience doesn't even allow her to imagine anything.

It's just these two words, which seem to carry a kind of insidious witchcraft, and every time they are mentioned, they may feel lost or feel heartbroken.

"Why didn't you say it?" Nangong Jingnu was listening with gusto, but Qi Yan fell into deep thought.

Qi Yan came back to his senses, and cursed himself: How can you relax in front of the enemy's daughter?

Said sadly: "It's a pity that a natural disaster broke out in Jinzhou in the first year of Jingjia, my eyes..."

She twitched the corner of her mouth and sighed softly: "I may not have seen the grand occasion of Shangyuan for many years."

Nangong Jingnv bit her lips: "It's okay! No, it's... I mean, you are still young, you may have a turnaround if you take good care of yourself! If you want, I can beg Father to allow us to return home a few days earlier, On the day of Shangyuan Festival, the three of us went to the folks for a walk together!"

Qi Yan doesn't care to hang out with the two princesses, but her goal has been achieved: the palace is full of eyes, and she can't do anything, so it's more convenient to go back to the princess mansion.

Qi Yan took retreat as an advance, and said embarrassingly: "Impossible, this pair of eyes of this minister may not be able to protect the two Highnesses thoroughly."

"Who used you to take care of me? Ben Gong and Second Sister often slip out of the mansion, just change into two sets of men's clothes!" Complacent, Nangong Jingnv noticed her slip of the tongue: "...You are not allowed to tell father."

Qi Yan felt a pain in her chest. Back then Xiaodie would grab her cuffs when she made a mistake, but she still pretended to be a strongman when she was very guilty, and said childishly with her chest up, "Brother, don't tell me Dad."

The fist hidden in the wide sleeves was tight and tight, Qi Yan didn't answer.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

"Your Highness, Prince Consort; servants are here to serve dinner."

"come in."