Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

Boundless Falling Down

Qi Yan's mind exploded with a "boom", and she saw Nangong Jingnv's slightly trembling eyelashes and a slightly eager expression.

The heart was pounding, and the only thing left was the girl lying on the body. It was the first time for the two of them to stick to each other dryly, as if they were still.

Nangong Jingnv felt that the other party's lips seemed to be softer than expected, she rubbed them mischievously and raised her head shyly.

But Qi Yan suddenly got enlightenment, her body moved first, raised her hand to pinch the back of Nangong Jingnv's head and pressed her down again, her lips moved and dawdled lightly.

A tingling feeling went from the lips of the two to the bottom of their hearts, and it was unknown who realized the ingenuity first, and after a while, the two kissed selflessly.

Qi Yan clasped Nangong Jingnv's waist and twisted around, successfully pressing it under her body.

At this moment, she completely forgot her mission, and a gap was suddenly opened in her heart that had been suppressed for 11 years, and her deep emotions surged out, no longer under the control of reason.

I don't know which one's tongue touched the other's lips first, Nangong Jingnv groaned, and wrapped her arms around Qi Yan's neck.

The cuffs slipped off, revealing the white and tender skin...

Qi Yan's breathing became heavy and rapid, and her hands slid across Nangong Jingnv's waist.

Suddenly, she thought of a question: in the eyes of the other party, she is a man...

It's like pouring a pot of cold water on the head, extinguishing all the fires, and those emotions gushing out of the cracks instantly turned into ice.

He is just a liar in disguise, his gender is fake, and even Qi Yan does not exist.

Nangong Jingnv slowly opened her eyes, her misty eyes oozing with charm, Qi Yan felt a pain in her heart when she saw it.

Moist red lips parted slightly: "What's the matter?" The voice was lazy, like a cat stretching its waist in the sun.

Nangong Jingnv caught the panic in Qi Yan's eyes, and tightened her arms around Qi Yan's neck.

Qi Yan got up but failed, and called out: "Your Highness?"

Nangong Jingnv's cheeks were flushed, she stared at Qi Yan for a long time and said softly: "I like it very much."

"Your Highness..."

Nangong Jingnu originally wanted to say a lot, but this was her first experience after all, and these four words made her extremely shy.

"minister……"

Nangong Jingnv touched Qi Yan's lips with her index finger: "Needless to say, I have some headaches, please sleep with me for a while."

"it is good."

……

Qi Yan stayed at Princess Zhenzhen's mansion for five consecutive days, and on the third day she took the initiative to resign, but Nangong Jingnu used various reasons to stay for another two days.

Although they stayed together night and night for the past five days, they never did anything like Meng Lang again.

The news that the red light of the Princess Mansion had been hung up for several days spread quickly among the royal family, Nangong Shunu secretly breathed a sigh of relief: It seems that what I said was not in vain, Qi Yan is still a caring person after all.

And the other emperor's heirs who came to the birthday banquet secretly wondered: Could it be that their little sister really has some kind of strange collection habit?To win her over with just a piece of used old ink?

On the fifth day, even Qiuju persuaded Nangong Jingnv: It's time to let the son-in-law go home.

Although this court has abolished the aunt of ceremonies in various prefectures, as the female official in charge, she should also play a certain role in admonishing, even if they don't consider the young bodies of the two, they should also be wary of the pen and knife in the hands of the officials.

It is a good thing for the princess consort to be harmonious, but Her Royal Highness is a woman after all, and if this continues, I don't know what dirty assertions the speaker will write.

Throughout the dynasties, there have been many invisible shackles imprisoned on women, even if they are princesses, they cannot be spared.

It is rare for Qi Yan and Qiu Ju to reach a consensus, and it is difficult for Nangong Jingnv to stay any longer.However, he loaded a carriage with the rewards he received on his birthday and let Qi Yan bring them back to the consort's mansion.

……

Day by day, it seems that the peace of the past has been restored.

Nangong Rang, who had suffered a serious illness, reappeared in the court, and a few days later, the courtiers from all walks of life brought up the old story again - Guoben.

The second prince, Nan Gongwei, was the most vocal. Of course, there were very few old children who advocated that the eldest son should be established if there is no heir.

It was the first time that the unknown eldest prince, Nangong Ping, appeared in the eyes of the courtiers.

Even Nangong Jingnv, who never cared about government affairs, heard the news, and told Qi Yan about it as a bedtime talk.

Qi Yanpin had a clue: this seemingly peaceful court is finally about to blow.

Nangong Ping came from a humble background and had no power in the court. There must be something behind her sudden promotion. If she expected it to be correct, it must have something to do with the strategy she dedicated to the third prince Nangongwang...

The ninth year of Jingjia, December [-]th.

Everything in the capital was desolate, and even the flowers in the back garden of the Princess Mansion, where warm jade was laid, couldn't bear the cold and withered one after another.

Qi Yan was playing chess with Nangong Jingnv in the inner hall, halfway through the chess game was when he was anxious.

Nangong Jingnv had a sunspot between her fingertips, and she had been taking the exam for a quarter of an hour.

With a bang, the door of the main hall was pushed open, and Qiu Ju, who had always been calm, broke in...

The frightened sunspot drew a circle on the chessboard and landed on Dead Eye.

Nangong Jingnv frowned slightly: "What happened? You're in a panic."

Qiu Ju quickly walked to Nangong Jingnv and knelt down: "Your Highness, forgive me, someone is coming from the palace."

Qi Yan's eyes darkened, she subconsciously turned her eyes away, and put the chess pieces back into the chess box.

Qiu Ju: "Your Majesty urgently summons His Royal Highness Xuan Consort and Prince Consort to enter the palace immediately."

Nangong Jingnv suddenly stood up: "What's wrong!?" Nangong Rang's body began to toss and turn again, could it be?

Qiu Ju bit her lips: "The maidservant dared to ask, and the father-in-law who delivered the decree said... His Royal Highness the First Prince... died."

Nangong Jingnv was startled, as if she was reflecting who this Nangong Ping really was.

"This Palace...understood."

Nangong Jingnv raised the hem of the palace dress and was about to go out, but Qi Yan held her back: "Your Highness... it's better to change into a simple and elegant palace dress and take off the ornaments on your head."

"Yes, you didn't say that Ben Gong was almost negligent, Qiu Ju changed the clothes for Ben Gong."

Qi Yan went to Xiyuan to change into a dark black palace attire, and the two of them boarded the carriage into the palace together.

Nangong Jingnv was a little absent-minded, looked out the window and murmured to the street going backwards: "Brother... Brother Huang, it seems that he is only 11 years older than me."

Although the tone was not heavy, Qi Yan could still hear a hint of sadness.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the palace and the two changed into the sedan chair, and the servant directly carried the sedan chair and walked towards the harem.

Nangong Jingnv asked, "Where is this going?"

"Return to Your Highness, His Majesty has an order: Your Highnesses will go directly to Ganlu Palace after entering the palace."

Nangong Jingnv nodded with understanding: Ganlu Palace is the palace of the good concubine Ma Shi, the mother and concubine of the eldest prince Nangong Ping are not qualified to live in the main hall, and have been living in the side hall of Ganlu Palace.

Concubine Ma is the sister of the same clan of Empress Yuan, and also the biological mother of the sixth prince Nangong Lie. Nangong Jingnv often went to Ganlu Palace when she was a child, but she doesn't seem to have seen Li Zhaorong a few times in her memory.

Nangong Jingnv was a little puzzled: The eldest prince doesn't have a palace in the inner court, so why didn't he stay in his own house?

After getting off the sedan chair, although no white flags were hung in Ganquan Palace, all the colorful palace lanterns were taken off.

Nangong Jingnv told Qi Yan in a low voice: "You will stand behind me in a while and don't talk too much, and don't look around."

"Yes."

……

It was not until the side hall that there was a slightly sad atmosphere. There were two white paper lanterns hanging at the door, and the ink of the word "Dian" on them was still very new. I think the lanterns were newly made.

Nangong Jingnv stamped her feet outside the hall door, sighed quietly and stepped sideways into the hall.

But he didn't see Nangong Ping's coffin, and the servant explained in a low voice: "Your Highness, please move to the side hall..."

Hearing this, Nangong Jingnv's heart welled up with sadness again, her impression of this imperial brother was already very vague, she could only vaguely remember that he spoke very little, as if there was still a beard on his lips.

Because of Li Zhaorong's low status, according to the palace etiquette of Wei State: Even if he lives in the side hall, he cannot stop his coffin in the main hall, so as not to run into the main empress.

After walking more than a dozen steps, the suppressed cry came faintly, which made Nangong Jingnv feel heartbroken.

When Ma Shi passed away in the Yuan Dynasty, she was too young to remember anything. This was the first time in real sense.

The side hall is not big, and it becomes more crowded once a coffin is parked.

A gray-haired woman in plain onyx stood beside the coffin, covering her mouth with a plain handkerchief in her hand, and let out a weak cry.

Qi Yan's deep eyes were silent, and she lightly glanced at the dark coffin and the heartbroken Li Zhaorong. This was the first life that the Nangong royal family gave back to the grassland!

At this moment, she had imagined it countless times. She thought she would feel some long-lost joy, but she didn't expect it to be so peaceful.

Maybe it's because Nangong Ping's weight is too light, just like his name, it's not enough to arouse her joy.

There was a brazier in front of the coffin, and a woman and two little boys knelt beside it, wiping their tears and throwing golden pegs into the brazier.

In the inner garden of the palace, even Nangong Ping's closest relatives did not dare to cry.

The three princes under Nangong Pingxia all came, and they were standing in a row by the window. Nangong Jingnv came to the coffin, hesitated for a moment, but decided to kowtow.

The dead are the greatest, there is no need to worry about so much...

But she found that there was not even a futon set up under her feet, she turned her head and glanced at the three imperial brothers, the expressions of the three were indifferent, without sadness.

Nangong Jingnv whispered: "Bring two futons."

Nan Gongping's wife, Zhao Shi, was horrified: "This...Your Highness Princess, you don't have to do this, just salute."

Nangong Jingnv sighed softly, bowed and saluted.

She glanced in the direction of the coffin, but didn't have the courage to go forward.

Qi Yan said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, on behalf of you, let's pay our respects."

Nangong Ping's face was bluish, Qi Yan deeply imprinted the remains in his mind, raised his arms to salute Li Zhaorong, and retreated to Nangong Jingnv's side.

Nangong Rang didn't come, five people lined up by the window in a daze, Li Zhaorong's suppressed crying lingered, Zhao Shi would sob a few times if he couldn't hold back, and stopped immediately.

Outside the window, a gust of cold wind blows and takes away a whimper.