this belated joy

Another half an hour later, the Fifth Prince Nangong Da also came.

His legs and feet were inconvenient and he leaned on a cane. One good leg stepped over the threshold first, and then he dragged the sick leg over with difficulty.

"Fifth Brother." Nangong Jingnu called out in a low voice.

Nangongda nodded, seeing that there was not even a futon in front of Nangongping's coffin, he ordered: "Bring two futons here."

The imperial concubine Zhao's speech was still the same, but Nangongda said firmly: "Sister-in-law, the deceased is respected. And it was the father who ordered us brothers and sisters to come here. The eldest brother deserves this worship."

The palace servants took a pair of futons, and Mrs. Zhao gave the seat to the eldest son. After Nan Gongda kowtowed, the boy immediately returned the salute.

Nangongda's words also reminded the others, the second elder brother and the fourth elder brother looked at each other, and they both came to the futon to pay respects.

Next came Nangong Jingnv and Qi Yan, and finally the third prince Nangongwang.

……

Nangong Da staggered to the coffin, saw Nangong Ping's bluish face, and said in surprise, "Brother, this..."

Li Zhaorong burst into tears suddenly, and the imperial concubine Zhao also cried out. The two children were depressed for a long time, and when they saw the adults crying, they also started to cry.

Li Zhaorong passed out due to excessive grief.

The fifth prince Nangongda stretched out his hand to help him, but he fell down because his feet were not straining, and his forehead hit the mouth of the coffin, and blood flowed out.

The scene was chaotic for a while, Li Zhaorong was carried away, Zhao Shi bit his lip and held the two children in his arms and covered their mouths.

Seeing blood in the mourning hall is very unlucky for any dynasty.

The palace people called Qingshui and knelt on the coffin to wipe the blood. Nangongda was carried to another palace to wait for the imperial doctor to treat him.

The air seemed to freeze, and the Third Prince Nangong looked at the pool of blood on the ground, and broke out in a cold sweat.

He ordered the murder of the person lying in the coffin. In order to put the blame on the most suspected second child, he did not cover up at all.

The informant said: The spread of the ballad will spread to Gyeonggi in a few days, and Nangong Rang has also recovered his health. This is the best time to murder Nangongping.

The blood on the ground was wiped dry, leaving a puddle of water, Nan Gongwang didn't want to think about it anymore.

He felt a bunch of eyes staring at him, and when he raised his eyes, he met Qi Yan's pair of amber eyes.

Nangongwang couldn't read any other emotion in the other party's eyes, which was one of the reasons why he was afraid of Qi Yan.

He really couldn't think of what could make a scholar have such a firm heart, and Qi Yan didn't hesitate to kneel down to persuade her to drink at Nangong Jingnv's birthday banquet, which overturned Nangong Wang's cognition.

Returning to Fuzhong Nangong Wang to savor that scene again and again, but the more I think about it, the more frightened I become...

Nangong Wang knows: I will never get rid of Qi Yan easily in this life.

Fortunately, this person is helping him wholeheartedly... When he ascends to the Great Treasure in the future, it is not impossible for him to be a high-ranking official and rich salary.

The incident of seeing blood in the mourning hall alarmed the empress and concubine Liang of the main hall. She first sent someone to report the incident to Nan Gongrang, and then she changed into a plain dress to express her condolences.

Although Nan Gongping is not favored, he has the status of the eldest son, and the mourning hall is located in her palace, so he should come here because of emotion and reason.

"The concubine Liang has arrived."

Nangong Jingnv's eyes flickered, she hadn't seen Concubine Liang for several years since she and Nangong Lie got into an argument.

Everyone: "See your wife."

"Retire without courtesy."

Concubine Liang glanced at the water stains that hadn't completely dried out, grabbed a handful of golden scorpions and sprinkled them into the brazier, and said to Concubine Zhao: "My condolences are changing, but fortunately the eldest prince has blood, so please raise them carefully. "

Mrs. Zhao: "Thank you, Madam."

Concubine Liang looked around for a while and stayed on Nangong Jingnv's face for a while, then looked at Qi Yan, and said softly: "The concubine and the two grandsons of you are also cautious here, follow me to the main hall, if you want to come, Your Majesty will It's about to go down."

"Yes."

After everyone left one after another, Mrs. Zhao lay down on the edge of the coffin, touched Nangong Ping's bluish face and cried out loudly.

Nan Gongping died suddenly after dinner last night. Qikong bled, and Li Zhaorong broke into Ganquan Palace at night when he learned that his son had been poisoned to death.

Looking at this gray-haired, old woman, Nangong Rang was stunned for a long time before he remembered who she was.

Li Zhaorong was like a mad lioness, kneeling on the ground and sternly asking Nangong Rang why he wanted to "give death" to Nangong Ping.

Their mother and son have always abided by the palace rules, and the only cause of death is that His Majesty wanted to erase the stains in their lives.

Li Zhaorong offended Tianwei, but Nangong Rang did not commit the crime. He ordered people to carry Nangongping's body into the palace, so the mourning hall was set up in the palace of Concubine Liang...

Concubine Ma sent her confidants to invite her several times, but the sixth prince, Nangong Lie, waited and waited but did not come, until there was a chorus from outside the palace: Nangong Rang, who had left the early court, is here.

Concubine Liang thumped in her heart, she hurriedly stood up and went out to greet her, everyone knelt down on the ground: "See father."

Nangong Rang: "Get up, everyone."

Everyone lowered their heads, only Nangong Jingnv looked directly at Tianwei, she felt distressed when she saw her father's haggard face.

Nan Gongrang looked around for a week: "Where are Shu Nu and Lie Er?"

Four or nine times: "His Royal Highness Zhuo Hua was caught with a cold a few days ago. The imperial doctor told the servant in charge of delivering the decree that His Royal Highness Zhuo Hua's fever manifested and he needed to stay in bed for a few days. It is difficult to enter the palace. The sixth prince has already sent someone to pass it on, presumably It's almost there, too."

Nangong Rang nodded and rubbed his temples.

"Your imperial brother died young, I called you all here today to let you have a last look at him, in the past..."

Suddenly there was a chorus from outside the hall: "The Sixth Highness has arrived."

As Nangong Lie stepped into the hall, a faint smell of alcohol wafted out. Although he was not dressed as gorgeously as usual today, his clothes were still not suitable for mourning.

Concubine Liang glared at Nangong Lie with hatred for iron and steel, then turned her head to look at Nangong Rang, her heart sank.

Nangong Lie was drunk and hung over Flower Lane last night, the servants in the mansion received the imperial decree and ran to several houses before finding him.Nangong Lie didn't have time to go back home to change clothes, and he didn't know that something was wrong until he entered Ganquan Palace and heard the report from his mother's confidant.

"The sons and ministers see the father, mother and concubine."

Nangong Rang stood up slowly, and kicked on Nangong Lie's shoulder suddenly: "Naughty animal!"

Everyone in the hall knelt down in unison again, Nan Gonglie knelt down again, not daring to argue.

Concubine Liang bit her lip and silently knelt beside Nangong Rang, who turned a blind eye and said to Nangong Lie, "Stand up."

"Yes."

Before Nangong Lie could stand still, Nangong Rang's slap came over: "Pa", blood oozed from the corner of Nangong Lie's mouth, and his cheeks immediately swelled up.

Nangong Rang scolded angrily: "You are unfaithful, unfilial, heartless and unrighteous bastard! Such a big event happened in the palace, but you came here with a suit full of alcohol?"

Nangong Lie knelt on the ground and kowtowed like garlic: "Father, calm down, I know I was wrong, please take care of the dragon body."

Concubine Liang knelt aside and wept sadly. Nangong Jingnv felt a little uncomfortable when she saw it. The emperor was obviously really angry this time. Normally, the emperor would treat Concubine Liang a little bit badly no matter how mischievous the sixth brother was...

Qi Yan lowered her head, listening to Nangong Rang's rapid panting and slightly trembling voice, the joy came long after.

The fists hidden under the wide sleeves were clenched white, and the four fingers left deep nail marks on the palms, until the two forearms were numb, and the fists could not be clenched due to lack of strength...

Only in this way can she control her expression without revealing any clues.

Scenes of painful past flashed by. Before leaving, my father pressed her shoulders and told her to take good care of her younger sister, and he would find them soon.

The worried eyes of the mother and the eagerness to bring everything when packing the luggage, and the fear that the heavy luggage would become a burden to their sisters, all carefully picked out the same thing.

Bayin was riding on horseback, the little boy's eyes were full of hatred: Anda, they killed my father, I want to go back...

When they parted at the end of the road, Xiaodie called out in a long voice: Brother...

This is the pain, old thief Nangong, come and taste it too.

This is just the beginning, first use your most contemptuous son to ask for some interest.

"Father!"

The crisp and sweet voice made Qi Yan's body shudder, she pulled away from the memories and madness, and saw Nangong Jingnv rushing forward to hug Nangong Rang's arm.

"Father, don't fight anymore. The sixth brother already knows his mistake. We feel bad when the eldest brother is gone. Take care of the dragon body."

Nangongrang looked at his beloved daughter, then at the other sons, and sat down on the chair as if he had aged many years in an instant.

He has always regarded Nangong Ping's mother and son as a stain on his life, and he has never seen their mother and son for so many years.

If Li Zhaorong hadn't risked his life to break into the palace last night, he might have forgotten the existence of such a person.

Looking at Li Zhaorong's grey-haired old state, Nangong Rang was stunned for a long time: No matter what, he couldn't match the person in front of him with the maid in his memory.

Although his youthful memories were blurred, he vaguely remembered how pretty that maid was.

Who is this old woman with wrinkles all over her forehead in front of her?

Hearing Li Zhaorong's hysterical repeated questioning, Nan Gongrang knew that the son whom he had never liked had been killed.

……

He ordered people to carry Nangong Ping's body to the palace, and when he lifted the white cloth and saw that he was bleeding from seven holes, he almost couldn't stand still.

Humans are such complicated and peculiar creatures. It wasn't until Nangong Pingxian's father passed away that Nangong Rang's compassion was fully awakened.

The reason why he beat Nangong Lie was not only because of Nangong Lie's bad character, but because he was passing on the guilt in his heart that could no longer be compensated.

Liangfei Ma sees this clearly, she knows the person next to her as a husband and wife for more than [-] years.

It's a pity that this son has grown up, and he won't even listen to his mother's words...

Nangong asked people to escort Nangong Lie back to the mansion, and he was not allowed to step out of the mansion gate for three months. If he disobeyed, the guards had the right to break his legs.

Nangong Rang turned to Concubine Liang and said, "Why are you kneeling? Get up."

"The minister and concubine are guilty, and there is no way to teach the son. Please punish him."

"I never like to vent my anger. I have heard about the stubbornness of this evil animal. I naturally know your hardships. Get up."

Qi Yan secretly sneered, feeling extremely contemptuous in her heart.

Nangong Jingnv personally helped Concubine Liang up, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and wiped away the tears on her face: "Your Majesty, don't be too sad, take care of yourself."

Concubine Liang: "Your Highness has a heart."

Nangong Rang took the opportunity to admonish the heirs of the emperors to be courteous and affectionate, so they let them go.

It wasn't until he got into the carriage that Qi Yan embraced Nangong Jingnv's shoulders, and said softly, "My condolences, Your Highness."

Nangong Jingnv stared blankly at the car window, and murmured: "I thought my elder brother and I had no relationship, because the number of times I saw him was very small... But today, looking at his coffin is something to talk about." Unbelievable taste."

Qi Yan pressed her chin to Nangong Jingnu's forehead: "Your Highness is kind-hearted, and blood is thicker than water..."

Nangong Jingnv leaned on Qi Yan's shoulder, put one hand on Qi Yan's chest naturally, and said softly: "I always feel that I am still young, and my father is like a towering mountain standing behind me , He is so loving and omnipotent... But today, when I saw Lady Zhaorong, her gray hair, and... I suddenly realized that my father was also getting old. When he beat the sixth brother, I was really worried that his body would not be able to bear it, seeing Concubine Liang weeping sadly, I couldn't help but think of what happened when I was a child, and I didn't want Concubine Liang to be so sad."

Qi Yan listened quietly, but Nangong Jingnv was silent.

After a while, she murmured in a low voice: "Tell me, why is it different from before?"

Qi Yan's back was a little stiff, and she turned her head to place a comforting kiss on Nangong Jingnu's forehead: "I can't explain these things clearly."

Nangong Jingnv twitched the corners of her mouth: "Is there something else you can't explain?"

Qi Yan's eyes flickered, and he said with a pun: "There are many things that I can't explain clearly."

Nangong Jingnv's expression finally became a little more relaxed, and she chose a comfortable position to lie in Qi Yan's arms: "Thank you for reminding me to change clothes today, otherwise something will go wrong. Poor big brother's pair of children, who lost their father at such a young age .”

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I believe that His Majesty will not treat the two emperors and grandsons badly."

"hope so."

"Your Highness..."

"Ok?"

"Today, I can't go back to the princess mansion."

"I know, let the coachman take you back first."

……

Three days later, Nangongping's coffin was set out and the eldest son Nangongmei helped the coffin. Nangongrang did not give Nangongping any posthumous seal, but made two intriguing orders.

Nangongmei, the eldest son of Nangongping, was named the king of the county, Nangonglan, the second son of Nangongping, Marquis of Leyang, and Wangdai were hereditary for three generations.

In addition, as an exception, Li Zhaorong was allowed to enter the palace of the county prince, and be supported by the imperial concubine Zhao and the county prince.

According to the palace etiquette of the Wei Kingdom, only the son of the prince can be called the county king. Although there is no gift for Nan Gongping himself, it actually raises his status for Nan Gongping.

This matter came to an end, Qi Yan and Nangong Jingnv met at Princess Zhuohua's mansion to visit Nangong Shunv.

"Second sister, how are you...?" Nangong Jingnv rubbed her eyes, and stood still, not daring to move.

Even Qi Yan showed a surprised expression and turned his eyes away.

In the dormitory, Ji Ya was lying on Nangong Shunv's bed, pressing on the bed's owner.

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