Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

Seeking love from Nanshan

It took more than 20 days for the emperor to drive from the capital to Yongzhou, but it only took [-] days to return to the capital from Yongzhou.

The royal horse that pulls the carriage has been changed three times and four times. This is the most tiring trip for Nangong Jingnv in the past 15 years. After finally returning to Princess Zhenzhen’s mansion, before she had time to take a bath and change clothes, a maid walked up to Chuntao to report .

Chuntao was shocked when she heard this, pulled Qiuju aside and whispered a few words, and the two discussed it.Qiu Ju walked towards Nangong Jingnv.

"Your Highness."

"Is Tangquan ready? I'm exhausted."

"Your Highness...the servant has something important to report."

"Go ahead."

"On the eve of Qingming Festival, the Weiyang Palace leaked water..."

Nangong Jingnu frowned: "How about the loss?"

Qiu Ju knelt on the ground and replied in a low voice: "All the 36 palaces were burned..."

Nangong Jingnv "Huo" stood up suddenly: "Have you rescued anything?"

Qiu Ju shook her head, Nangong Jingnv swayed and rushed out.

……

The sedan chair stopped in front of Weiyang Palace, but there was no bright yellow building in the past, and even the surrounding walls were burnt black.

Nangong Jingnv jumped off the sedan chair and walked inward. A dozen servants were cleaning the ruins.Seeing Nangong Jingnv stopped their work one after another, bowed down and bowed down: "See Your Highness Zhenzhen."

Nangong Jingnv stared blankly at everything in front of her. She could see nothing but scorched black, and she couldn't even leave the frame of a palace!

She has always felt that Weiyang Palace is so big that people feel lonely, but she never thought that after it was burned down, it would be even more empty than imagined.

"Where is the chief servant?"

A servant dropped the broom and walked quickly to Nangong Jingnv: "Your Highness, my servant."

"Did you salvage any price?"

The waiter had a troubled expression on his face: "This..."

"Did you grab a painting?"

"Damn the slave."

"...You all back down."

"Yes."

Chuntao and Qiuju exchanged a look, then retreated silently.

Time passed by bit by bit, Chuntao tried to go in several times but was stopped by Qiuju.

Nangong Jingnv stayed on the ruins for an hour before she came out, and got into the sedan chair in silence: "Go back to the house."

"Here."

Qi Yan finished bathing, washed off the dust, put on clean clothes, and walked out from behind the screen.

Suddenly I heard a burst of cramped footsteps from outside the hall, and the next moment, the door of the hall was pushed open.

"See Your Highness."

Nangong Jingnv stood two steps away from Qi Yan with her chest heaving and her eyes red.

Qi Yan's heart is like a mirror, suppressing the guilt in her heart, and looking at Nangong Jingnu with calm eyes.

It wasn't until Chuntao and Qiuju closed the palace door from the outside that Nangong Jingnv threw herself into Qi Yan's arms.

Qi Yan's heart trembled, and she called out in a puzzled tone: "Your Highness?"

Nangong Jingnv sniffed the faint scent of green grass and water vapor from Qi Yan's body, she shed tears on her skirt: "Weiyang Palace is gone."

Almost at the same time, several "reasonable" answers came to Qi Yan's mind.But when it reached the edge of his mouth, it turned into a silent sigh.

Fortunately, Nangong Jingnv was still immersed in the grief of losing the portrait of her biological mother, so she didn't notice it.

She tightly wrapped her arms around Qi Yan's waist, and said in a strong nasal voice: "Nothing was snatched out, the portrait of the queen mother is gone, and the Ye Mingzhu that I wanted to give to you after the son-in-law's mansion is built is gone..."

Qi Yan remembered: At the New Year's Eve palace banquet, Nangong asked Nangong Jingnv to give Nangong Jingnv an East China Sea Night Pearl, which was just suitable for him who couldn't see at night.

Qi Yan's lips moved, and finally managed to utter a "reasonable" sentence: "How could it be gone?"

Nangong Jingnv sniffed: "Weiyang Palace is on fire, everything is burned."

Qi Yan raised her hand, stroked the back of Nangong Jingnv's head, and touched the slightly raised bun.

This place is different from the grasslands. Once a girl in Wei country gets married, she has to tie up her loose green hair, and she has to comb her hair like a married woman for her whole life.

No matter how old you are when you get married, once you change your hairstyle, you are no longer a child.

From then on, you should pay more attention to your words and deeds, and you must not do anything that is unethical.

Nangong Jingnv's hair was curled up because of herself, and the fire in Weiyang Palace was caused by herself. Everything she lost in the near future will be created by herself.

Qi Yan really wanted to find a deep mountain to climb up, and ask the god living above the sky: why?Why did you let the grassland be destroyed, why did you let yourself take revenge in such a way?

Nangong Jingnv cried for a while, and called out in a muffled voice, "Qi Yan?"

"Ok?"

She rubbed against Qi Yan's chest and raised her head: "Why don't you speak?"

Qi Yan lowered her eyes slightly, Nangong Jingnu read the faint sadness in those amber eyes, and heard her say deeply: "I don't know how to comfort His Highness, I hate that I can't empathize with him, let alone share the burden for His Highness. suffering."

Nangong Jingnv twitched twice, clutching the corner of Qi Yan's clothes: "I'm tired."

"The minister sent His Highness back to rest."

"Just here, I don't have the strength to go that far."

"it is good."

Qi Yan helped Nangong Jingnv to sit on her bed, squatted down beside the bed and took off Nangong Jingnv's shoes and socks with her own hands.

Nangong Jingnv blushed and hid: "It's fine for me to come by myself."

Qi Yan grabbed Nangong Jingnu's ankle, and said softly: "Your Highness, sit down, I'll be fine."

Nangong Jingnu lay down on the bed, looked away: "Thank you."

Qi Yan pulled up the quilt for Nangong Jingnv: "I brought a clean cloth for His Highness to wipe his face."

"Ah."

Qi Yan washed the clean cloth and came over, Nangong Jingnv was already asleep.There was still a full and crystal clear teardrop hanging from the corner of his eye.

Nangong Jingnv had always been coddled, she hadn't had a full night's sleep in the past ten days, and she had already reached her limit after crying for so long.

Qi Yan tightly held the wet cloth, carefully sat on the edge of the bed, carefully wiped Nangong Jingnv's face, and then took her hand to wipe.

I'm sorry, Your Highness.

I don't expect your forgiveness, nor will I let it go.

If you don't pay off the debts during your lifetime, you should go to the underworld to pay them back.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

Chuntao's voice came: "My son-in-law?"

Qi Yan walked quickly to the door, opened the door and made a silent gesture: "His Highness is asleep, talk over here."

"Yes."

When the two came to the side hall, Chuntao took out a folding fan from her bosom and handed it to Qi Yan: "The butler of the private house just came, and I asked my maidservant to hand this over to the son-in-law."

Qi Yan shook open the folding fan, and there were her own words on the fan. Although there were two fans in total, the only one who would use this method to find her at this time was Gong Yanghuai.

"I'm going out for a while. If His Highness wakes up, please ask Sister Chuntao to notify you."

"Yes."

Sitting on the carriage back to Qi Mansion, Qi Yan roughly guessed what Gong Yanghuai would say.

It's hard for him, Gongyangzhong has the highest official position in the entire Gongyang Mansion, the eldest son Gongyangbai has a idle job in Hongxue Hall, and Gongyanghuai is a sixth-rank official who doesn't even have the qualifications to face saints.

After such a big incident happened, the ministers of the DPRK and China would not dare to intercede for Gong Yangzhong...

Qi Yan didn't want to do anything to Gongyang Zhong, throwing away his personal relationship with Gong Yanghuai, Gong Yangzhong didn't participate in the matter of the grassland back then.

It's just that blood is bound to be shed on this road of revenge, and she will not seek far in order to bypass anyone.

Qi Yan weighed inwardly: what would he get if he helped Gong Yanghuai?What kind of risks will be faced.

……

"My son-in-law, the private house has arrived."

Qi Yan jumped out of the carriage, and the porter greeted him: "Master is back?"

"Well, where are the guests?"

"In the main hall, Steward Qian is entertaining."

Qi Yan turned to the coachman and said, "You go back first."

"Yes."

When he came to the living room, he saw Qian Yuan, the housekeeper, standing beside his shoulders with his head down, and Gong Yanghuai was spinning around anxiously.

"White Rock."

As if seeing a savior, Gong Yanghuai rushed to Qi Yan, "Tie Zhu! You've come!"

"Baishi stay safe, don't be impatient, butler Qian, you take people down first, and don't leave anyone to wait on you."

"Yes."

Qian Yuan withdrew, and Gong Yanghuai said anxiously: "Today, there is a sudden order from the palace, saying that my father has been sent to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice for 'negligence of duty'. My father's old friend came in a hurry in the afternoon. "Prepare" early and leave. My mother couldn't bear the blow and was already bedridden. My elder brother didn't want me to trouble you, but I still came after thinking about it. Father is always cautious, how could he be "negligent of duty"? "

Qi Yan sighed lightly: "Baishi sit down first, let me elaborate."

"it is good."

Under Gong Yanghuai's anxious gaze, Qi Yan pondered for a long time, and said softly: "Everything I will say next is confidential, and I hope Baishi will not reveal a word."

Gongyang Huai raised his palms up: "I, Gongyang Baishi, swear to the sky..."

"Baishi doesn't have to be like this, I can trust you. But, let me say something disrespectful, uncle may be in danger this time..."

After hearing what happened, Gong Yanghuai's face turned pale, and he almost slipped off the chair.

Although the emperor did not call the ancestral tomb the emperor's mausoleum, it was just missing a name.

The fire in the emperor's mausoleum is a great crime to punish the nine clans, and it is already a great grace of the emperor to take down three people.

Gongyanghuai finally fell to the ground in tears like rain.Covering his face with his sleeves, he cried in despair.

He also thought that the phrase "prepare early" that his father's friend said was to let them find a way to find someone to intercede.

Wan didn't expect to let them prepare for the funeral in advance...

The elder brother is a scholar, he never thought of going further when he was working in the Hongxue Academy, and he is relatively high-ranking among his friends, so he originally wanted to ask Qi Yan to speak kindly in front of the princess and try to get a lighter punishment.

It seems impossible...

Even if Qi Yan was willing to help out of old feelings, how dare he speak up?

Qi Yan lifted Gongyang Huai from the ground: "Baishi..."

Gong Yanghuai wiped away tears indiscriminately: "Excuse me for being abrupt, thank you for coming this time. I'm back..."

Qi Yan raised her arm to stop him: "Baishi stays."

Gong Yanghuai covered his face and waved his hands: "Your Majesty is so generous, I will go back and prepare..."

Qi Yan took Gong Yanghuai's arm, and said sincerely: "There is still a slight change in this matter."

In the past, the master had taught Qi Yan that he had to pay for the vengeance of subjugation by piles of corpses and rivers of blood.

Qi Yan has always thought so, but Gong Yanghuai's crying reminded her of her once desperate self. How great would it be if someone could come to help her back then?

Looking at Gong Yanghuai's hopeful gaze, it's too late to regret...

Qi Yan had no choice but to convince himself that the Gongyang Mansion was still useful, so he could feel better.