little son-in-law

The name of Qingquan Palace sounds good, it has two clean and simple tastes, but the fact is that many people know that it is a cold palace, located in the northwest corner of Xiling Palace, because it is too remote, it has been abandoned for many years, Few people pass by during the day, so it was once rumored that it was haunted.The last person to live there was Concubine Jiang of Emperor Ming. She was deprived of her title because she intended to murder the then Empress Xiahou, and she was imprisoned here. Concubine Jiang was found dead in the yard within two months of staying in Qingquan Palace. When he was young, there was not a single piece of intact skin on his body. The scariest thing was the beautiful face, which was slashed to pieces by an unknown sharp weapon, leaving only a large piece of minced meat. The body is soft and beautiful like a flower, but this corpse made the affectionate emperor vomit after just one look, and even had nightmares for half a month because of it.

Que Jiuzhan still remembers Concubine Jiang's appearance. That person had a good relationship with his mother, and he often saw her when he was a child. In his impression, she spoke softly and was very kind. As for whether it was true and kind, he was not interested in knowing, but he But I remember the appearance of the father when he came out of Qingquan Palace, his footsteps were sloppy, his eyes were bloodshot, and he cursed out of control: "Poisonous woman, poisonous woman..." It should be the queen mother who scolded.

"It seems that nothing has changed in these years." The same gray courtyard wall, the same dilapidated gate, the vermilion paint on the door has long since faded and peeled, and it feels a little rough to the touch.

"Young Master, is this the place?" Ming Ran stared wide-eyed and looked around, why is it so dilapidated?Is this still in the palace?Eerie, not really haunted.

"En." Unlike the cold-eyed bystanders who stood outside the door back then, today he is the one who wants to walk in.Moving out from Cheng'an Palace, he didn't bring much except for a few pieces of close-fitting clothing. Among the palace people, only a silly girl like Mingran would follow her to suffer.

Qingquan Palace had been empty for a long time, when the heavy wooden door was pushed open, the dust accumulated over the years on the door lintel fell rustlingly, and the servants of the House of Internal Affairs who followed at the back covered their mouths and coughed and retreated one after another. Throwing away the quilt and some daily necessities brought here, they each found an excuse and left without looking back.

"Hey, didn't you guys come to help clean up?" Mingran held two bundles in her hands, and grabbed the person closest to her.

The man pushed Mingran unceremoniously, and said with disdain on his face: "Are you kidding? I really think you are still in Cheng'an Palace, and the emperor is protecting you. You don't even look at where this is. This is Qingquan Palace." It has always been only those who come in, and I haven’t seen anyone who has gone out. You should give up your heart.” From the corner of your eyes, Que Jiuzhan had already pushed the door and went in, deliberately amplifying his voice: “A man can’t give the emperor a long line of heirs. It's really shameless to occupy the emperor desperately, but fortunately our emperor is wise and woke up in time, otherwise it would be a disaster to keep it."

"You..." Ming Ran was so angry that he jumped, pointed at his nose and cursed: "You are also worthy of criticizing our young master, you will have no descendants in this life."

The man became angry from embarrassment, and was about to hit Mingran with his fists, but Mingran twisted his waist and walked into the door with his burden in his arms, and closed the door from the inside with a bang.The man yelled and cursed a few times in a bravado, but no one responded, and he felt bored and left.

Mingran watched the person leave from the crack of the door, wiped the cold sweat from her head with lingering fear, and took a long breath, to be honest, she was a little afraid that the person would rush in and beat her, "Oh, I forgot that the luggage is still outside .”

"No hurry, no one will want that little thing, let's clean up here first."

"That's right." The good thing is that the Ministry of Internal Affairs is willing to put it in this cold palace. When she turned her head and met Que Jiuzhan's smiling eyes, she was slightly stunned, and said puzzledly: "Master, why did you get thrown into the cold palace? Are you happy?" In Cheng'an Palace, I have never seen the young master smile so easily.

"It's so comfortable here, no one is bound every day." He can plan his own affairs, and Que Lingjian can also get out of the predicament, which is the best choice for both of them.

"There is no one to restrain you, so you just wait to be bullied and suffer." Mingran muttered in a low voice with a bitter face. She used to feel miserable just hearing people talk about what the Leng Gong looked like, but the situation before her was worse than what she had heard. It's been a lot worse, it's winter, and it's damp and cold in the cold palace, let alone the shadow of the charcoal fire in the House of Internal Affairs, even the bedding that was distributed is only a thin layer of skin. I don't know how to get through the night, just like this, the young master can still laugh, it really is because he is used to being a master, and he doesn't know the suffering of the people below.

"Mingran standing there stupidly, what are you mumbling about? If we don't do anything, we won't even have a place to sleep at night." Looking around, the yard is full of waist-high weeds, and now they are all withered and yellow, and they are scattered on the ground in a mess. I can't even see the original path.Que Jiuzhan initially planned to clear a path for a house first.

"Master, come here, servant girl, where have you ever done such rough work?" Mingran saw that Que Jiuzhan rolled up his sleeves to pull weeds, so he hurried over to stop him.

"How do you know I haven't done it?" This girl's behavior was very strange from the beginning. He didn't care about the crowds in Cheng'an Palace before, but now in Qingquan Palace, she is the only one beside him. It is necessary to ask clearly, "Do you know who I am?" Que Jiuzhan had to be so skeptical.

Even if I don't know your identity, I can tell from your posture of pulling weeds and not bending over that you have never done this kind of rough work, "I have seen you at the princess's place before." Up to now, she has not concealed it.

"No wonder, as expected, you already knew about it. When did this happen?"

Mingran glanced at him quietly, seeing that he didn't look particularly sad, and then continued: "On the fifth day of August in the second year of Xuanning, you went to Qingyi Palace to visit the princess that day, and this servant just happened to go to visit my sister, Sister Mingyue, who was sworn by me. You also rewarded your slaves with three big pomegranates, the ones as big as the mouth of a bowl." At that time, she was talking with elder sister Mingyue, and when she heard the emperor coming, she had no time to dodge, so she stood aside to greet him, but this was the first time she saw him. Your majesty, I was so nervous, I stepped on the hem of my skirt when I knelt down to salute, and I lay down at the emperor's feet. At that time, everyone around me was stunned. The boss was so angry that he wanted someone to drag her down, but the emperor laughed and said that he should give such a big salute. For rewards, "At that time, the palace servants behind the emperor carried pomegranates, and the emperor rewarded three servants."

Que Jiuzhan doesn't remember much about this incident, but every year around the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is the season when Tangkou's tribute pomegranates go to the market, and he has given pomegranates to Anyang.

"Get up." For the time being, you can only trust her, "It turns out that Mingyue is your sworn sister. When she left, did you go to Qingyi Palace to see her off?"

Speaking of this, grief appeared on Mingran's face, she shook her head and said, "No, now Qingyi Palace is heavily guarded, and without the emperor's order, no one can disturb the princess. I took a sneak peek and saw that Sister Mingyue didn't have a single ornament on her body, and the servant pulled out the silver hairpin from her head and buried her with her, so we sisters deserved it."

"Mingyue has been with the princess for many years. The princess has always loved her very much. At that time, she was the only one with her from the palace. After Mingyue passed away, why didn't she even have a funeral object?" Anyang is not such a stingy person.

"This servant doesn't understand either." She has seen Sister Mingyue's private jewelry before, and it was all rewarded by the princess. The thing is, Sister Mingyue has a red mole on the tiger's mouth on her right hand, but the person in the coffin didn't have it, but at that time her face was covered with a white cloth, and the slaves couldn't lift it to confirm, could it be that the one inside is not Sister Mingyue?"

When Que Jiuzhan heard this, his mind buzzed. He had confirmed with Que Lingjian that the assassins entered Qingyi Palace and Mingyue was dead.Either Mingran was delusional, or... Que Lingjian was lying to him.Mingyue is not dead, so what about Anyang, for three years, he has never seen Anyang's face, is it really Anyang who lives in Qingyi Palace?Or is it just a person with a similar appearance and stature?Because he cared too much, he lost the courage to take risks. Que Lingjian just seized his only weakness and threatened him everywhere.

"Master, did you think of something?" Seeing that his face was changing, Ming Ran asked cautiously.

"It's okay, we're going to live here for a while, let's clean up first." This matter needs further confirmation.

Qingquan Palace is not too big, but it took Que Jiuzhan and Mingran all afternoon to clear out a room, and there is barely a place to sleep at night.The meals in the Lenggong are not under the control of the Imperial Dining Room. There is a small kitchen dedicated to supplying meals for the Lenggong nearby. It was a little late to go there without knowing the situation. There are only two cold and hard steamed buns left in the kitchen. Half a bowl of cabbage soup, sticky, I don't know what ingredients are in it, anyway, it can't be something good, this vegetable soup let alone Que Jiuzhan, even Ming Ran can't eat it.

"Young master, this servant will go early tomorrow. These are the snacks that this servant brought from Cheng'an Palace. You should make some first." There is no shortage of these in Cheng'an Palace. Before leaving, the little sister knew that life in the cold palace was difficult, So I packed a lot and brought it to her.

"You eat by yourself, I'm not hungry." From receiving the imperial decree to hastily moving out of Cheng'an Palace, so many things happened in one day, he really lost his appetite.

In Xiping Mansion at the end of October, it is not uncommon for people to freeze to death on the street. Qingquan Palace is better than the street. At least there is a wall to keep out the wind, but it has been in disrepair for a long time, the roof is broken, and the windows don’t even have window paper. The cold wind at night Hurrah, Ming Ran covered the two of them with all the clothes he brought, his upper and lower teeth were still shaking from the cold.

"Mingran, come over and squeeze with me." Que Jiuzhan was a little better than Mingran. Although he hadn't experienced this kind of suffering, he was a man after all, so he couldn't bear it.

"How can this be done, young master." Even if I lent her ten guts, she wouldn't dare to climb into this man's bed.

"I'm so cold that I can't sleep, come over and squeeze to warm up." Que Jiuzhan made an excuse.

"That's it." Mingran scratched his head, tidied up on the bed in the dark, crawled onto Que Jiuzhan's bed, and lay flat on the bed with a certain distance, the breathing around him became stable, Mingran clasped his hands on his chest, his heart The bang bang danced so fast, the young master probably wouldn't have heard it.When she saw this man for the first time, she thought of such a dignified man, but he smiled so kindly, this man is very nice.

The two of them continued to clean up the next day, and Que Jiuzhan still had some money for himself. When Mingran went to the kitchen to serve meals, he asked someone to buy some window paper and paste, and repaired the windows first. The same, black steamed buns, half-warm rice soaked in water, and some vegetable soups such as radishes and cabbage. Besides, if you want to eat anything else, you have to pay extra, and the price is expensive It's outrageous, just one egg costs two Wen, you know, you can buy a catty of eggs for three Wen outside.

That's all the money, Que Jiuzhan didn't let Mingran spend it randomly, but every day he saw that he couldn't eat a bite of those meals, so he forced himself to eat a little, and vomited up after turning around. For five or six days in a row, Que Jiuzhan only relied on drinking some hot water to maintain his strength , In the cold winter months, he finally fell ill. Fortunately, it was not serious. He obviously paid for some of the cheapest antipyretic herbal medicines. He made a bowl of egg water for every meal. Slowly getting better.

The cold was so unbearable at night, Mingran remembered the firepit in his hometown, and the two dug one in the room together, and usually burned the weeds and rotten leaves collected in the yard, which was a huge pile.But this thing was not burned, and the fire would be extinguished if there were no people nearby. Que Jiuzhan and Mingran went to the hillside behind to pick up some branches and branches, and this hillside happened to be the resting place of Chun Zhe. There is no rolling land under the tree, and there was no mark at that time. After so many years of rain, there are no traces. If Chunzhe can survive, she is now a 12-year-old slim girl. Que Jiuzhan's hand Continue to touch to the side. According to Zhang Jing, the sleeping child here is the child he has never met who could not be born. He has been away for so many years, and he doesn't even have a name.

Mingran picked up a large bundle of firewood and came back. Seeing Que Jiuzhan sitting under the tree again, he didn't bother him, but stood on the other side and waited far away. As the young master said, although this place is not as good as Chengan Although the people in the cold palace are difficult to get along with, they usually don’t make it difficult for them if you give money, and it seems that they are much more free than other people in the cold palace, at least they can go out and pick them up. By ordering firewood, you can spend money to buy what you want. According to her observations during this period of time, this is hard to imagine in other cold palaces.Will it be the emperor?Probably not, from the guards' private discussion, the emperor has recently appointed a new Concubine Shu, who is smart and smart, and very pleasing to the ear, the emperor is very fond of her now.How can I care about the young master?

The cold winter passed little by little with the two of them leaning on each other. When spring began, I was obviously afraid that the weeds in the yard would grow wildly, so I asked someone to buy some vegetable seeds and sprinkle them. After several spring rains, the yard was lush and green Que Jiuzhan didn't know any of them, but he was still capable of watering them.

The small vegetable seedlings grow up under his eyes every day, green big-leaf spinach and rapeseed, fresh and tender cucumbers and finger-sized eggplants, in addition to beans, peppers and edamame, every time Que Jiuzhan sees these, he feels a kind of The satisfaction of gaining.

Que Jiuzhan poured water on the vegetable patch and came out to wipe his hands. On the table was the red bean cake that Mingran asked someone to buy outside the palace. He sat down and took one randomly, broke it in half and ate it with tea. When he got to the third one, there was a small red note wrapped in the red bean stuffing. He spread it in his palm, opened it, took a look, then crumbled it, and ate it as if nothing had happened.

"Young Master, guess what this servant brought this time?" Ming Ran rushed in from the door with his hands behind his back, not knowing what was hidden.

Que Jiuzhan smiled and asked, "What good stuff?" Mingran always managed to get a lot of things. Qingquan Palace was originally a cold palace, but after Mingran's half a year of tidying up, it looks like a small farmhouse up.

"Master, you really don't cooperate." The two faced each other day and night, and because Que Jiuzhan purposely shortened the distance, his attitude towards him was much more casual than before, "However, the servants are not keeping secrets anymore, young master, look, what is this. "

Mingran held up the things hidden behind to show Que Jiuzhan high. His right hand was a small frying pan, and in his hand was a small pot with a bowl on it. Que Jiuzhan guessed that the pot contained oil and the bowl contained salt. He had listened to Mingran nagging for a long time, and wanted to cook by himself. "I didn't expect you to get it all done so quickly."

Mingran ran to Que Jiuzhan happily, and said with a smile, "Master, it's called money can make ghosts go round." They don't know how long they can live here, and it's better to buy more than to ask for help every day. Safety, the night before yesterday, when she was serving food from the small kitchen, she accidentally fell on the road, and all the food fell on the ground. At that time, a wild cat rushed over and died convulsing after taking two bites. She was scared out of her wits In a cold sweat, she immediately understood that someone was going to kill them. After watching them for half a year, she thought she had figured out the emperor's attitude of giving up, so she decided to do it.

In the evening, Mingran personally cooked two large bowls of rice, and cooked a spinach soup with two eggs. Although there was no seasoning, the difficulty was to eat it safely and cleanly.

Que Lingjian crumpled the report in her hand, she really planned to start a life together.

Qingquan Palace is fine on weekdays, but in summer, Que Jiuzhan has developed the habit of taking a nap. His hands and feet seem to be suppressed and unable to move in his sleep. He frowned and shouted in a daze: "Mingran..." Help me Let's see what's going on.

"Of course I'm not here, I'm the only one here." Anger flashed in Que Lingjian's eyes, and he squeezed his wrist harder.

Que Jiuzhan woke up in pain, and what caught his eyes was the almost ferocious face of Que Lingjian who was close at hand.

"Why are you here?" Seeing that it was him, Que Jiuzhan's attitude was indifferent.

"Your question is a bit funny. Here in the Xiling Palace, I am the emperor and you are my servant. Whenever I want to pamper you, you have to bear it, don't you?" Que Lingjian's tone was quite gentle, but Que Jiuzhan treated him I'm afraid he's about to go crazy, even though he doesn't know what it is.

"I thought it was over between us." Doesn't it count as being sidelined?

"I just put you in the cold palace, but didn't expel you from the palace. Think about Anyang, don't try to resist me." Que Lingjian pressed down and kissed the face of the servant.

Que Jiuzhan held back his anger and turned his head away. It's not time for a showdown yet, so he has to be patient.

"What? My servant, I can't do it even if I touch it?" Que Lingjian curled the corners of his mouth meaningfully, and the fury in his eyes gradually deepened.

"Go away, Que Lingjian." Que Jiuzhan kicked him unbearably when his belt was pulled open, which kicked off the prelude to the scuffle.

When Mingran came back with half a bag of rice in his hand, he was surprised to find two guards standing at the door, "Who are you?" Mingran asked.

No one answered her, obviously she wanted to go in, and no one stopped her, as soon as Mingran entered the courtyard gate, she threw the rice bag aside and ran into the house. The door was wide open, and there was no bed net on the bed. What had happened was presented to her without any concealment.The two people on the bed were not wearing any clothes, the young master's legs were bent forward and pressed against his sides, his waist was naturally raised, the emperor knelt between his legs, pushing the young master in and out.

"Ling Jian, Ling Jian..." The young master wept and shouted, probably even the young master himself didn't know how much longing his voice was full of.

"Is it here? Or here?" The emperor had already seen her, and deliberately grabbed the young master's leg and adjusted a side-lying posture. Now the young master also saw her, and she saw the young master's eyes suddenly widened, " Clearly go out, go out."

She clearly wanted to leave, she didn't want to stay here for a moment, but her legs seemed to be imprisoned, and she couldn't move no matter what, she had seen similar scenes countless times in Cheng'an Palace, but nothing like this time, There was a big hole in my heart, and I was almost out of breath.

The emperor held the young master and changed another position. The young master was sitting in the emperor's arms, facing the door, or towards her. The emperor pinched the young master's thigh, raised it up and then lowered it, stabbing into the young master's body repeatedly.The young master closed his eyes, his lips were bitten, and he couldn't make a sound. He covered his face, stepped out of the door step by step, closed the door, and blocked all the sound in the door. She knew that the young master didn't want her to see this One scene, so she didn't watch it.

But this is just the beginning. Since then, the emperor has often come to Qingquan Palace. The only thing he does is hold the young master to ask for it again and again. He used to avoid outsiders to some extent, but this time it is different. When I was by my side, the emperor did the same, in the yard, in the corridor, and once even on the slope of the back mountain, under the young master's favorite tree, no matter how the young master kicked, resisted, cried, begged, The emperor still raped the young master's body more than once. He didn't eat lunch, and continued to toss until mid-afternoon.She felt that the emperor had changed a lot. During the last year in Cheng'an Palace, the emperor was already very kind to the young master. Although the two still quarreled, the emperor would give in and tolerate the young master's bad temper, but not now. It seems that the young master is just an ordinary servant, and all the emperor's demands on him must be satisfied with his own desires.

Clearly thought that the emperor's frequent visits would spread the news quickly, but this is not the case, the news seems to have been artificially blocked, and the attitude of the people in the cold palace is still lukewarm towards them, murdering and poisoning It also happens over and over again.

The timing has entered the end of September, and Que Jiuzhan has been feeling lazy lately, unable to cheer up anything, but at this time he just can't slack off. Although Qingyi Palace is tightly guarded, after more than half a year of hard work, Zhang Yun and the others are placed in the The eyeliner in the palace still got some clues one after another, passing on some news about Princess Anyang's behavior and conduct in the world in recent years.The more news Que Jiuzhan received, the more frightened Que Jiuzhan became. He whipped the court lady to death, had an ambiguous relationship with the young and handsome bodyguard, went out of the palace and rode horses in the street, and so on. This humiliating thing.

Careful eyeliner followed by a few princesses' daily menus, and the problems on the menus became more obvious. For example, Anyang likes to eat crabs, but now this princess has a rash when she eats seafood. Died of the bad quail dish, Anyang never touched any quail to eat since then, but this princess obviously likes it. On the menu, braised quail, stewed quail soup, boiled quail, and crispy quail abound. Any signs of taboos, it is impossible for a person's eating habits to change so much in just a few years. At this moment, he was sure that there must be something wrong with the princess in Qingyi Palace.

At the end of this autumn, there was another news spread in the palace that Princess Anyang was about to marry Daning. Her husband was none other than the most honorable emperor of Daning. The princess was going to marry to be the empress.

The first meeting was a toss and turn as usual, Que Jiuzhan was covered in sweat and limp in Que Lingjian's arms, "You want to marry Anyang to Daning?" Feeling that Que Lingjian had withdrawn from his body, he asked.

"Do you want to keep her forever? Anyang is 22 years old this year, and if she doesn't get married again, she can only wait to die of old age in the palace. Would you like to see your only younger sister fall to such a state?"

"Of course not." Que Jiuzhan replied.

"Don't worry, Nangong Jingshen, you should know a little bit about him. He was born as the son of a prince, and finally became a great treasure. It can be seen that the method is not simple. He is still young, and there is no one in the harem. Anyang married in the past. You will be wronged, and Nangong Jingshen is top-notch in appearance, not a bit better than Chunyu Ji, when girls see it, there are very few people who don't like it, Anyang will be willing." He doesn't know if Anyang is willing or not, But Que Zhiqing is definitely willing. In the past few years, he has had enough of this stupid woman. Recently, Qingyi Palace is not very peaceful. Kicking the woman out earlier is also on his mind. If Que Jiuzhan finds out that it is Fake Anyang, things are not going well. When it comes to Nangong Jingshen, he has not forgotten the "gratitude" that person took the opportunity to seize the five cities of Liyang. He sent a stupid woman who can't hide it, and married it for himself. Adding obstacles and repenting of the marriage, he could have a reason to send troops to retake the five cities of Liyang.Either way, it's a bargain.

"Before Anyang goes to Daning, can I see her again?" Que Lingjian hesitated, Que Jiuzhan grabbed his arm and said eagerly: "You know, I'm just a younger sister in Anyang. We may never have the chance to meet again."

"She didn't leave until after the New Year, what are you in a hurry at this time?"

"Just take a look at it from a distance, I'm really worried. You also know An Yang Zilie, what if she disagrees and something bad happens?"

"Let me think about it." Que Lingjian didn't let go. He suspected that Que Jiuzhan was so eager to see Anyang because he was aware of something. With Que Jiuzhan's shrewdness, four years was his limit.

After waiting for more than ten days, there was still no news from Que Lingjian's side. Que Jiuzhan's side couldn't wait any longer. On October 27, Que Lingjian hosted a banquet at the Lingyun Palace outside the city to reward the generals of the three armies who had returned from the frontier. Zhang Yun had already made a detailed plan. This time, the key is Anyang. If Anyang is real, he must take her with him. If he is sure that Anyang is fake, he doesn't need to waste extra energy. As the 27th of the month is getting closer, Que Lingjian still refuses to agree. What should I do?

Thinking of a possible solution, Que Jiuzhan stood up abruptly from the chair, probably in a hurry, his head was dizzy for a while, and he couldn't react to what was going on, his body went limp, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Young Master, Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Ming Ran dragged and mopped him onto the bed.

The news of Que Jiuzhan's sudden fainting quickly reached Que Lingjian's ears through the guards watching in the dark.

"What's going on, why did you faint for no reason?" Que Lingjian looked anxious, and Li He, the imperial physician who came with him, had been examining Que Jiuzhan's pulse for many years, and had always been the one who knew Que Jiuzhan's physical condition best.

Li He confirmed it once, and then confirmed it again worriedly, then lifted his official robe, and knelt in front of Que Lingjian to salute.

"When will you come here again, if you have anything to say quickly."

Li He took a deep breath and controlled his trembling voice: "Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor, the ninth young master is happy, it has been more than a month..."

The sudden and huge surprise made Que Lingjian unable to react. He is already in his twenties this year, but he has no children. For Que Jiuzhan, when he was almost desperate, the sky unexpectedly gave him such a big surprise. The favorite person is pregnant with his child, a child belonging to both of them.

"Li He, are you sure?" Que Lingjian stared at him viciously, Li He had the intention to kill anyone who dared to say that the diagnosis was wrong.

"Your Majesty, I am sure that the Emperor has another piece of good news. There are two children in Master Jiu's womb." Li He boldly stretched out two fingers and shook them in front of Que Lingjian's eyes.

"You mean, you mean..." Que Lingjian was too excited to speak.

"As you can imagine, Young Master Ninth is carrying twins in his womb."

"It's yours, Li He." Que Lingjian patted Li He on the shoulder vigorously, causing Li He to suck in air, "Tell me, what do you want me to reward you, just say it, as long as I can do it .”

Li He flattered loudly: "It is a minister's blessing to share the emperor's worries."

"Okay, you go down first, and after you think it over, come and tell me, I will promise you here, if you have any requests, feel free to ask them boldly."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness." After serving this Ninth Young Master for so long, it was finally a bit of a benefit, "Your Majesty, I still have a word that I don't know whether to say or not."

"Say it." Que Lingjian could say anything as soon as she was happy.

"Your Majesty, this Qingquan Palace is a cold palace. It's too cold. The Ninth Young Master is pregnant now, so it's not suitable to continue living here."

"I have a plan for this."

"Then Weichen will retire."

"Go. By the way, write me a note." He will take care of it himself, and then wait for their child to be born together.

"Uncle? Ajiu, Ajiu, we have a child, and you are finally pregnant with our child." This surprise has still made him feel unreal, and Que Lingjian's palm lightly touched the stomach of the sleeping person on the bed. Touch, why is it still so flat, you can't see two children sleeping inside it at all.

After Que Jiuzhan woke up, he brought up the matter of meeting Anyang again. Que Lingjian proposed that if he agreed to move out of Qingquan Palace and move into Chonghua Palace, he would be allowed to meet Anyang.Que Jiuzhan agreed.

When Que Jiuzhan saw Anyang before, his emotions fluctuated a lot, and the meeting time was short, so he didn't have time to take a closer look. This time he was on guard, and after looking at him calmly, he found the difference. This person was not his sister Anyang, and Que Lingjian had been lying to him from the beginning to the end.

Que Jiuzhan didn't show any signs of expression. He ordered Mingran to pack up his things and prepare to go to Chonghua Palace. On October 27, the eyeliner in the palace caught up with the people Que Lingjian secretly arranged near Qingquan Palace. The young eunuch got out of the palace.

It was too unsafe to stay in Xiping Mansion, Que Jiuzhan and his party didn't make any stops, and immediately went out of the city, but at the gate of the city, Que Lingjian's car, who had returned early, was encountered.Today, Que Lingjian rode a horse to meet generals. He sat on the horse and looked around, and suddenly found a very familiar figure in the kneeling crowd, but that person could not appear here. Que Lingjian still needs further confirmation. The sound of horseshoes pattering on the official road was like a knock on his heart. He had an ominous premonition, as if something important was about to be lost.

The person came quickly, got off his horse, and knelt down in front of Que Lingjian, "Your Majesty, the Qingquan Palace is on fire. The people inside have not been rescued yet."

"Preach my order, close the city gates, and no one is allowed to leave the city." The familiar figure has disappeared, Que Lingjian pulled the reins, and the horse shot out like an arrow, Que Jiuzhan, I would rather you were lying to me again this time.

Afterwards, Que Jiuzhan and his party left Xiping Mansion after a while. Que Jiuzhan knew that as long as he was still in Xiling, he would never escape from Que Lingjian's grasp, and if his prediction was right, Anyang should also be in Daning, so he joined Zhang Yun and others Under the arrangement of the Marriage Repatriation Mission in Xiling to Daning, they left Xiling without hindrance, but when they left the mission in Daning, they exposed their tracks and were caught by people under Nangong Ningge Only then will there be things in the future.

The author has something to say: Big Que and Xiao Que's episode is over.