Tong Yangxiao's "daughter-in-law"

Slightly cool, the days of late summer and early autumn are always refreshing. When you travel leisurely and comfortably all the way to the north to the capital, you can sometimes see half of the maple leaves dyed red, even if you walk on the rugged mountain road. Can make people feel uncomfortable.

And since Mu Nan is back, although the journey of two people has become three people, it is still full of fun. After all, with Mu Nan around, it is difficult for An Lingqing to sit quietly and watch the scenery. He kept chattering and chattering.

Nangong Ye rested his head on An Lingqing's lap, comfortably letting An Lingqing's soft hands massage his temples, or gently straighten his loose hair. He wanted to close his eyes and rest for a while, but his ears couldn't He kept wandering around Mu Nan's unknown country tune, high or low, and it was also very difficult to listen to.

Endured, endured, Nangong Ye finally couldn't bear it anymore, sat up and knocked on the wall of the car, and said impatiently, "Shut up, you won't be able to rest quietly for a while!" Mu Nan groaned dissatisfiedly for two voice, but finally did not open his mouth to sing his unique ditty.

An Lingqing stretched out his hand and pinched Nangong Ye's hand, and taught with disapproval, "Master, can't you not bully Brother Mu Nan?"

Squinting his eyes and smiling, Nangong Ye fell into An Lingqing's arms again, adjusted his posture, rested his head on An Lingqing's warm and soft belly, pulled his hand and put it on his head, He even patted him lightly, and said lazily and slowly in a doting tone, "Good boy, my husband is tired and wants to rest for a while."

Although he glared at Nangong Ye, An Lingqing still stretched out his hand to gently massage him, slowly moving down from the head, to relax his nerves. Gradually, An Lingqing's mind actually appeared in An Lingqing's mind when he was a child when Nangong Ye coaxed him to sleep In such a scene, the corners of his mouth could not help but bend slightly, and he couldn't help humming the nice songs from that time.

The carriage was a bit bumpy but not uncomfortable, and a gentle and familiar song sounded in his ears. Nangong Ye wanted to close his eyes and rest, but he also began to feel drowsy. After all, there were warm sunshine, melodious songs, gentle touch, Accompanied by the person I love the most, everything is so beautiful that it is unreal.

As if he was afraid that he would be jealous and lose if he was too happy, Nangong Ye suddenly stretched out his hand to hold An Lingqing's massaged hands, hugged them tightly to his chest, and rubbed them together, full of watery tenderness, " An Ling, thank you for everything you have given me."

Seemingly puzzled by Nangong Ye's actions, An Lingqing didn't speak, but withdrew his hand and continued to massage Nangong Ye. After all, in his heart, he was happy just doing these small things for Nangong Ye. He enjoyed and cherished it very much. .

Nangong Ye also slowly fell into a dream leisurely. When he seemed hazy but not awake, he seemed to hear An Lingqing softly say to him, "Ye, it should be me thanking you for everything you gave me." Then There is a soft touch on the cheeks and lips, which is very warm.

In a hazy dream, it seemed that An Lingqing was standing beside him, tiptoeing lightly, and kissing him lightly on the lips, his face was slightly red, but his clear eyes were full of seriousness, " An Ling knows that you are a person who is going to do big things, I don't know about those things, I just hope that when you stay by my side, I can have a good meal and sleep soundly, then my happiness will be complete. "

Slightly raised the corners of his lips, Nangong Ye felt that this kind of dream was very beautiful, and the feeling of being accompanied by An Lingqing was naturally very comfortable. Recently, due to the approaching Double Ninth Day, he was very busy and busy with his business affairs, which finally made him tense. Nervous had a rare afternoon nap in the warm sun, and temporarily let go of the responsibility of the Dark Lord and the covenant with Nalan Xuanxi for a moment.

At this time, Mu Nan, who was driving the carriage, had always been excited, but his eyes suddenly became a little dim. He always knew that the relationship between his young master and young mistress was very good, and he had always envied him, but he had never been like that. Feeling so heavy right now, feeling endless heartache.

Just because happiness belongs to others, but he looks so pitiful and lonely.

Blinking his eyes vigorously, he didn't want his eye sockets to become wet, and he didn't want hot tears to fall from the already wet eye sockets, but the tears finally fell down uncontrollably, dripped on his legs, and then melted into silk In the moist fabric, three words were condensed on the tip of his heart, Song Yitong.

After the first tear fell, Mu Nan no longer stopped the falling drops of water, and let them wind and climb on his face willfully, until the tears and nose were mixed together, and his eyes were so foggy that he couldn't even see the road ahead. When he was confused, he let go of the whip and let the horse walk slowly along the road. He reached out and took out a beautifully preserved silk scarf from his pocket.

Mu Nan suppressed his sobs, and his body kept trembling. He tried hard to see clearly the five words "Yitong's Xiaonan" embroidered with red thread on the silk handkerchief, and the picture that belonged to him embroidered on the silk handkerchief. After a while, he suddenly reached out and rubbed the silk scarf, wiping his snot and tears vigorously, and held the silk scarf tightly in his hand with red and swollen eyes.

Closed his eyes tightly, Mu Nan wanted to let go several times but still couldn't bear it, suddenly a gust of wind blew in his face, he just felt refreshed, opened his eyes and looked up, the sky was still so blue and the birds were still flying So tall, half-yellow and not red maple leaves are still so beautiful.

Grinning slightly, Mu Nan opened his eyes, stood up from the front of the carriage, took a deep breath and exhaled, opened his arms wider to welcome the blowing breeze, and suddenly he only felt that the sea and the sky were open, and the breath of freedom was coming to him. He beckoned, and then he opened his right hand and let the silk scarf fly away.

Turning his head, with a smile in his red eyes, he saw the silk scarf whirling up and down in the wind, slowly going away, turning his head, Mu Nan sat back on the spot with ease, raised his whip and hummed again. Played his little tune, drove the carriage happily, and set off for the next happy site.

It’s not that I, Mu Nan, can’t live without you, but I still want to thank you for letting me love so deeply. After all, it’s you who made me understand love, understand hate, and experience the pain and joy of letting go .

So, Yitong, thank you, and goodbye.

Mu Nan couldn't see that silk scarf fluttering and dancing with the wind until it floated far, far, far away, and then hung on a tree branch. After a while, it was blown up again by the wind, but the silk scarf was torn Cracked at the moment of separation.

Then, somewhere after many days, a slender man in plain blue clothes took down the half-torn silk scarf from a branch with a look of astonishment on his face.

At that time, his face was full of disbelief. Seeing that there was only half a dirty face and two characters of "Xiaonan" left on Sipa, his hands trembled unconsciously.Although the man's face was calm at that time, in fact, perhaps his heart had already begun to feel unbearable pain...

After all, I have never tasted the feeling of being abandoned, and I am used to being among thousands of flowers. I thought that I could find my heart as long as I chased after it, but suddenly found that my heart might also be abandoned by the owner of the silk scarf.

Really can't help but feel sad.Only when you lose can you know how to cherish. Although Lier is simple and easy to understand, she is always used to sighing this useless sentence after experiencing it.

Recently, in Nalan Xuanxi's hidden mansion, there was a person who was very favored. He became popular for a while, even surpassing the highest-ranking concubine in the inner courtyard. However, people in the palace felt strange at the same time. After all, Nalan Xuanxi Although Xi invited him to sleep with him every night, his attitude towards that person really didn't seem to be doting, but rather... contemptuous.

However, those people in the palace are all cultivated and refined, and they are strange but dare not show it at all. They just pretend to sigh when they find that there is another male pet or female waiter missing in the inner courtyard, "Hou!" The door is as deep as the sea..."

In fact, everyone also understands in their hearts that all of this was done by the young master Yanlian who has been in the limelight recently. Those who are pregnant are luckier. After all, Nalan Xuanxi's blood is immobile, and those who were once favored or Men and women who are suddenly favored at certain times usually do not end well.

Poisoning, designing and framing... These are also the decisions of Mr. Yanlian alone. After all, Nalan Xuanxi has already given him the right to control the inner courtyard, and the servants in the mansion can only pretend to be blind. Tinnitus pretends to be deaf.

Only occasionally when passing by the screaming courtyard, I can't help shivering, and the next time I serve Young Master Yanlian, I will be more distracted. After all, it is better not to provoke such a cruel and vicious person.

It has been several days since Nalan Xuanxi did not send anyone to summon Yanlian to attend her bed, nor did she go to other yards, but was alone in the study to deal with official business. Now there are more things to deal with.

That night, Yanlian asked someone to prepare a petal bath, took good care of it inside and out, put on the pure and elegant white clothes that she hadn't touched for a long time, and tied her hair in a small bun on the right side with a white jade hairpin He stopped, and practiced the indifferent and shy smile that he knew in his chest several times in front of the bronze mirror, then stood up and took the food box prepared by the maid for him, and smiled slightly.

Seeing Yan Lian like this, the little servant girl blushed slightly, and couldn't help admiring, "Master, you are three points more beautiful like this today! You even made a special trip to send supper for the prince, the prince is really lucky!"

However, upon hearing this, the smile on Yan Lian's face quickly faded away. He glanced at the maidservant lightly, and when she saw her kneeling on the ground in fright, he snorted softly, brushed his sleeves, and held the food The box is gone.

Walking to Nalan Xuanxi's alone courtyard alone, Yan Lian took a deep breath, and tried her best to smile with the corners of her mouth open, letting her stiff face relax.