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Yan Wanting didn't allow the maids in the palace to support her, and threw herself into Xia Qiulian's arms like a drunken maniac, buried her in her chest, her eyes were blurred, and she kept muttering dizzy.

Xia Qiulian didn't know whether to push her away or hold her, she bit her lip in a daze and Yan Banting still hugged her tightly.

"Why are you so drunk, Qiu Lian, let's help His Highness into the room first." Ye Zhaoyin followed, and couldn't pull Yan Wanting away, so he could only help and help Yan Wanting in. Temple to go.

Xia Qiulian and Ye Zhaoyin helped Yan Banting to the side hall, and made her lie down drunk.

Yan Wanting lay on the bed and closed his eyes to stop making noise. He lay down quietly, breathing smoothly, and fell asleep after a while.

"In the past, I only drank one drink with me. How come I'm in such a good mood today. After drinking several glasses, it's no wonder His Highness is not drunk." Ye Zhaoyin muttered softly from the side.

"Your Highness used to drink with you, have you never been drunk?" Xia Qiulian's heart skipped a beat, and she looked down at Yan Banting, who was sleeping peacefully.

"Well, I've never been drunk. Your Highness knows how much she can drink." Ye Zhaoyin nodded, and the delicate and gorgeous golden steps on her hair swayed along with her.

Xia Qiulian suddenly understood.

Yan Wanting had never been drunk with Ye Zhaoyin before, but in her memory, Yan Wanting often came to her drunk.

As long as you think about it carefully, you can understand that Yan Wanting just came to find her on the pretext of being drunk.

For some reason, the bitter feeling in her chest surged up again, her white palms were tightly closed, and Xia Qiulian looked at Yan Banting curled up like a kitten and sleeping obediently, her eyes were complicated.

"Okay, let Your Highness rest here, don't wake her up, or you will have to toss again when you wake up, let's go out first." Ye Zhaoyin pulled Xia Qiulian.

"En." Xia Qiulian nodded. Although the weather was a bit hot today, she was still afraid that Yan Wanting would catch cold, so she stepped forward to cover Yan Wanting with a brocade quilt, and then went out with Ye Zhaoyin.

The door was gently closed, and the footsteps of Xia Qiulian and Ye Zhaoyin slowly faded away.

Yan Wanting, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, his originally misty pupils were dark and clear.

This room is Xia Qiulian's study room. There are thick ancient books neatly arranged on the bookshelves, and there is an open book on the table, which seems to be half-read.

I heard that these books were specially ordered by Emperor Yan to know that Xia Qiulian loved reading, and they were brought here from Yanhuilou. They are all rare and rare.

When Xia Qiulian was free every day, she would always stay in the study and read a book. When it was night, Emperor Yan would come to have dinner with her, and then play a few games of chess.

Yan Wanting turned over from the bed vigorously, walked a few steps in the study, went to the desk and flipped through the book, occasionally looked up at the door vigilantly.

In front of the hall, Xia Qiulian and Ye Zhaoyin were sitting under the tree.

"Qiu Lian, although it looks calm in this palace, it is actually full of dangers. You are favored by His Majesty now, and there are many eyes staring at you secretly." Ye Zhaoyin became serious in a rare way. Seriously.

"I know, I will be careful in my actions in the future, thank you, Concubine Zhao, for your advice." Xia Qiulian was still polite, pouring a glass of wine for Ye Zhaoyin with downcast eyes.

"Qiu Lian, why are you always so polite? I am a few years older than you, and I came to the palace two years earlier than you, so you can just call me sister. You and I come from the same place, so if there is something to do, it is natural We took care of each other, seeing Jiang Guo people again, the old people I have met in the past, in fact, I am very happy in my heart." Ye Zhaoyin sighed softly, her expression suddenly felt a little sad, she raised her lips and smiled, and raised her hand Had a glass of wine.

"It's better to be respectful than to obey orders. From now on, I will call my concubine, my concubine, my sister." Xia Qiulian nodded. Since Ye Zhaoyin said so, she naturally complied. In her previous life, she also called Ye Zhaoyin her sister.

As soon as Ye Zhaoyin mentioned Jiang Guo, he became a little unhappy. He raised his lips and smiled at Xia Qiulian, then lowered his head and stared at the wine glass in his hand, with a somewhat dazed expression.

"My sister misses her family in Jiang Guo." Xia Qiulian looked at Ye Zhaoyin and asked proactively.

"Missing them, hehe, thinking of them is worse than thinking of the dog I raised at home. I miss Jiang Guo, but I never miss them." Ye Zhaoyin smiled coldly, always with a provocative smile on her charming face Man, a bit of coldness finally appeared on his face.

Xia Qiulian was taken aback for a moment, and she suddenly remembered that Ye Zhaoyin had vaguely mentioned to her in her previous life that she was sent to Yan Country voluntarily, just to leave home.

But at that time, Xia Qiulian didn't ask the reason too much, but she knew something in her heart. A young woman voluntarily left her hometown and came to a foreign country thousands of miles away.

"Xu Shi drank a few more glasses of wine, which added a little melancholy to his heart, and he remembered those things again, making him very depressed." Ye Zhaoyin frowned, raised her hand to fill another glass of wine for herself, and drank it down with her head raised.

"Even if my sister is good at drinking, drinking like this may hurt her body."

Seeing Ye Zhaoyin keep pouring the wine down with his head down, as if wanting to get drunk, Xia Qiulian reached out and pressed the flagon on the table.

"Qiu Lian, you must have been loved since childhood." Ye Zhaoyin held an empty wine glass, looked up at Xia Qiu Lian and asked softly, her pair of beautiful fox eyes drooped down, even on her face, she seemed to hide mind.

"Sister has something on her mind. If you want, I can talk to Qiu Lian." In her previous life, Xia Qiu Lian always had some estrangement from others. Even Ye Zhaoyin never asked her anything, but this time, she never answered Ye Zhaoyin seriously. The question, but want to ask a few more words.

"Actually, there's nothing to say, it's all about the past."

Ye Zhaoyin rolled her eyes and smiled perfunctorily.

"Sister, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it." Xia Qiulian thought that Ye Zhaoyin didn't want to talk about her own concerns with her, and she didn't want to do things that forced others to do so.

"My father is a small local official, and my mother is one of his many wives and concubines. I have not been favored since I was a child."

Ye Zhaoyin's voice was no longer coquettish and clingy, but it sounded in a low voice with a hint of exhaustion and coldness.

Xia Qiulian looked up at Ye Zhaoyin in surprise, she thought Ye Zhaoyin didn't want to say it.

When Ye Zhaoyin opened his mouth, Xia Qiuli withdrew his hand and sat upright, with a serious look in his cold eyes, turning his head to listen quietly.

"Although my father is not a big official, but with the people's fat and anointing that he scavenged, he lived a good life. He took seven concubines, and my mother was the sixth. When my mother first entered the mansion, he also liked me. Mother for a period of time, but after giving birth to me, he saw that I was a daughter, and he got bored and stopped going to my mother's room."

The expression on Ye Zhaoyin's face became colder and colder, as if he was not telling his own story.

"My mother is weak and can't say pleasant words. The mistress in the mansion is arrogant and unreasonable, and the other concubines are not easy to mess with. Ever since I was born, I have often seen my mother being bullied by them. I If dad doesn't care, they will intensify and drive our mother and daughter to the backyard to live with the maids in the mansion."

"I lived with my mother in a dilapidated wooden house. I watched people's faces every day. I didn't have enough food and clothing. Even a maid could bully me and my mother at will. When I was ten years old, my mother was seriously ill. They were stingy and refused to spend money to ask a doctor to treat my mother, and gave some medicine to treat the cold, and my mother died of illness not long after."

Up to this point, Ye Zhaoyin's expression finally changed a bit. She stubbornly raised the corners of her lips to reveal a sad smile, and a layer of mist slowly covered her beautiful fox eyes.

"After my mother died, I had no status in the family. When I grew up, when it was time to get married, my father wanted to marry me to an old man who was as old as him, just like throwing off a burden. It would be good if the old man took me out from the back door, not even a sedan chair."

Although the tears in her eyes were faintly dripping, Ye Zhaoyin swallowed them bit by bit, lightly talking about the cruelty and selfishness of her father who was connected by flesh and blood.

Xia Qiulian is different from Ye Zhaoyin. Although they are both women, she has been loved and never been bullied since she was a child. She has never experienced what Ye Zhaoyin has experienced.

But there was also a bit of sadness in her chest. She couldn't empathize with Ye Zhaoyin's suffering, but she could also know how numb and helpless Ye Zhaoyin must have been at that time.

"He has a lot of daughters. I have a dozen or so sisters alone. I can't pretend to be cute, and I'm just as stupid as my mother and can't say pleasant things. Thinking about it carefully, he doesn't really like my mother, but Married home to give him a son, what he has in his heart is only his sons. But I am not reconciled, why should I obey his wishes and marry an old man who has never met before and has many wives and concubines. "

Ye Zhaoyin's eyes were a little confused, she stared coldly into the distance, tightly holding the empty wine glass in her hand, her strong knuckles turned white, as if she wanted to crush it.

"Is my sister happy in the palace now?"

Xia Qiulian's eyes softened a little, and she asked softly.

"In this palace, although there are some people with bad intentions who always want to make trouble behind their backs, but I'm not stupid as long as I don't go against them, I can be content in this palace. I don't ask much. I drink in this palace. If you molested a beauty, you would have no regrets in the rest of your life."

Ye Zhaoyin let out a breath, raised her hand and gently wiped away half a drop of tears clinging to the eyelashes at the corner of her eyes, and smiled again, feeling much more at ease.

"Since my sister is living happily now, don't think about those past events. According to my sister's temperament, isn't it enough to be happy now?"

Xia Qiulian has a cold temper, and she doesn't know how to comfort Ye Zhaoyin with intimate words, but she understands Ye Zhaoyin's temperament, so she lowered her eyes and said softly.

Ye Zhaoyin has a cheerful temperament, rarely worries, and never tells others what is hidden in his heart. Today, he suddenly felt sad and talked about the past with Xia Qiulian.But according to her temperament, she will recover soon. What Xia Qiulian admires most is her ability to heal wounds and forget pain. She can always use other things to quickly cover up and forget some pain.

"Qiu Lian is right. I am content when I am happy right now. It's just that I suddenly felt something and complained a lot. Don't think Qiu Lian is bothering my sister."

Ye Zhaoyin smiled, slowly let go of the wine glass she was holding, and gently placed it on the table, her expression softened a little, and the smile on her face became bright again.

"My sister is willing to say this to Qiu Lian because she trusts Qiu Lian. How could Qiu Lian find her sister annoying?"

"It's fine if you don't dislike it."

Seeing that Ye Zhaoyin's expression improved a lot, Xia Qiulian raised her hand and poured her a glass of wine.

"Qiu Lian, do you want to know how I came to Yan Palace when I was only the daughter of a petty official?"

Ye Zhaoyin looked at the wine glass in front of her, and suddenly raised her lips to ask, a pair of beautiful fox eyes were slightly squinted, the water in it hadn't completely disappeared, and under the light, it was a bit dazzling.

"how?"

Ye Zhaoyin betrayed her, and Xia Qiulian let her do the same.

"At that time, His Majesty was going to select someone to go to Yan to marry. I didn't want to marry that old man, so I ran out and stopped the second prince's carriage."

Ye Zhaoyin squinted her eyes, with a bit of complacency on her fair and charming face.

But when Ye Zhaoyin said this, Xia Qiulian froze.

After stopping the second prince's carriage, did Ye Zhaoyin know Jiang Xunyan? Xia Qiulian raised her eyes, feeling a little shocked in her heart.

Ye Zhaoyin never mentioned Jiang Xunyan. In her previous life, although she was from Jiang Country, she didn't know about Xia Qiulian's secret contact with Jiang Xunyan.

Even if she handed over the defense map to Jiang Xunyan in the end, Ye Zhaoyin didn't know about it.

Xia Qiulian once suspected that Ye Zhaoyin was the person who connected with her in this Palace of Yan, but she had insinuated it secretly, and Ye Zhaoyin never showed her flaws. She was indeed just dawdling in this palace freely, never thought other.

"Zhaoyin, do you and the second prince know each other?" Xia Qiulian pursed her lips slightly, her eyes flickered with a hint of inquiry.

"Well, he was the one who sent me to Yan Kingdom." Ye Zhaoyin nodded.

"The second prince is a handsome gentleman. He didn't get annoyed when I stopped the carriage. After asking me why, he asked me to dance a song. After a few days, he played Your Majesty and sent me to the country of Yan."

Ye Zhaoyin looked at the wine glass with a smile on her lips. If she looked up at this moment, she would definitely see the complicated and probing look in Xia Qiulian's look at her.

Yan Wanting walked around Xia Qiulian's study several times, flipping through the books on the bookshelf from time to time, as if he was looking for something.

He just searched for a while, and returned to the bed with a frown, and sat down with his head down, his expression was cold, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Subtle footsteps sounded outside the door.

Yan Wanting turned over and lay on the bed, closed his eyes, pretending that he hadn't woken up.

After seeing Ye Zhaoyin off, Xia Qiulian came to the side hall, opened the door, and saw the sweet Yan Wanting lying on the bed curled up in a ball, sleeping.

The brocade quilt that was originally covering her body was now pressed down by her.

Xia Qiulian slowed down and walked to the bed holding her breath.

Yan Wanting closed his eyes and waited for a long time, but Xia Qiulian did not leave.

She could hear Xia Qiulian's soft, almost inaudible breathing, and could feel the never-moving gaze on her face.

That gaze lightly sized her face inch by inch, without any aggressive inquiry.

Yan Wanting lay a little stiff, Xia Qiulian was still standing by the bed, still looking at herself, so she moved her body and buried her head in her chest, avoiding Xia Qiulian's gaze.

That gaze made her feel a little uncomfortable, as if someone saw through her pretending to be asleep.

The slightly cool fingertips lightly touched the forehead, Yan Wanting didn't dare to move, but his breathing became a little disordered.

She didn't know what Xia Qiulian wanted to do.

The cool fingertips rested on the forehead for a moment, then moved away, and then, Yan Wanting felt a weight on his body.

Xia Qiulian covered her with a brocade quilt, and then left slowly.