Chapter 143 Chapter Seventeen

The tall and empty Qingyuan Hall is located between ten mile lotus ponds. It is built with the best nanmu wood to face the wind. The lake is green on all sides and the sky is clear. The skillful maids in the palace made lotus leaves and silk flowers with white and green colored silk, and let them float on the water. Looking from a distance, the wind swayed the leaves, and the lotus leaves turned blue, as if they were real. The scenery of the Song Dynasty palace Beautiful, comparable to Bian Tang Jinwu. The Qinyuan Hall was being renovated and rebuilt a few days ago. Nalan Hongye moved the court hall to the Qingyuan Hall. After the morning court, she opened the curtain and walked out slowly, but saw Nalan Hongyu sitting on her back on the golden dragon chair As he spoke, there was a long trace of saliva on his chin, and he was snoring slightly, obviously he had fallen asleep for a long time.

Thinking of the eyes of the courtiers when they left, the Eldest Princess could not help but frown slightly. Seeing this, the little eunuch hurriedly pushed Nalan Hongyu's shoulder carefully, and called out carefully: "Your Majesty? Your Majesty?" The young emperor woke up vaguely, frowning and was about to get angry, when he saw the eldest sister standing in front of him, he suddenly became frightened, stood up shyly, rubbed his eyes, and whispered: "Elder sister." Everyone in the main hall has already gone down, except for Nalan Hongye and a young eunuch who is close to her. Nalan frowned slightly, her tone was very peaceful, but there was an inexplicable tension, she said slowly : "Did Miss Huang tell you that you are not allowed to sleep in the hall?"

The emperor lowered his head, like a child who was caught doing something bad, and murmured: "Say... I said it." "Then why do you still commit crimes?" The young emperor lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "Miss Huang, I was wrong." Nalan raised her eyebrows: "Didn't Miss Huang tell you what to call yourself?" "En?" Nalan Hongyu was taken aback for a moment, as if she couldn't understand the meaning of the eldest princess's words, the little eunuch quickly whispered something next to his ear, the emperor nodded immediately, and said: "Sister Huang, I, oh no, I was wrong, and I knew I was wrong."

"Now that you know you're wrong, go back and copy the Daodeji ten times, and you won't be allowed to eat until you finish copying." "Ah?" The emperor's face suddenly collapsed, Nalan didn't even look at it, turned around and walked out, the hall was empty, the sun was shining brightly outside, the wind blew from all sides, blowing on the bamboo curtain of Concubine Xiang, sweeping the golden color under the curtain The bell made a tinkling sound.Nalan's dark blue court dress caressed across the heavy floor, embroidered with patterns of birds, glittering gold threads, fine stitches, showing the dignity and majesty of the royal family everywhere.

"Princess," Aunt Yun waited outside, saw her come out and hurried up to put a soft cloak on her, now it's November, even though Huai Song's climate is mild, the wind is already cool in the morning and evening. "Princess, are you going back to the palace?" Nalan shook her head. Today, the King of Changling and the King of Jinjiang were vague and evasive. They had to guard against the cover-up of the pirates in the East China Sea. She said in a deep voice, "Recruit Xuanmo to come into the palace. I have important matters to discuss with you." He negotiated."

"Yes." Aunt Yun quickly agreed, and then asked: "Princess, are you meeting Prince Xuan at Qingyuan Palace? Well, the emperor is still here..." Aunt Yun hesitated to speak, but Nalan followed her words and turned to look back.In the huge palace, there was silence and desolation, and the dark wooden floor paved it, which further highlighted the austerity and indifference of the palace. The young emperor sat alone on the steps, with his head bowed, and the shining beads on the crown hung down. On both sides, the light shone through, and the sun shone through the bead curtains, with a dazzling brilliance. Following the rays of light, one could even see the dust flying in mid-air, and the bright yellow dragon robe reflected his expression more and more. Sad, like a child ignored.

However, his sadness and sadness, after all, will only be because of copying "Tao De Ji" ten times, not because of the flood in Qiubei, not because of the bandits in the East China Sea, not because of the lawsuit brought by the criminal department, and even more so. Not because of disputes in the court.As long as he finished copying the article, he would feel relieved, eat and sleep well, live happily without any worries, even if he was shouldering the heavy responsibility of a country. Nalan couldn't tell whether her mood was happy or sad, like a vast snow drifting in her heart, she stood alone, looking at the vast expanse of blue waves, the silk flowers were like fog, floating clear and beautiful, the wind was blowing the clear waves of the pond, and far away was Yi The sound of wind music, silk and bamboo in the Hall of Music, under the frame of singing and dancing, is a bit pale covered by thick prosperity and splendor.

"Let's go to Qingzhi Palace." In the evening, Xuan Mo left the palace, and Aunt Yun brought the meals that had been prepared by the maids. Nalan didn't have a good appetite, so he just ate a few mouthfuls.Suddenly, there were hurried footsteps coming from outside the door. The person seemed to be running, panting and yelling, "Your Highness! Your Highness is not well!" "What's the matter?" Nalan raised his eyebrows, and Aunt Yun hurried out to ask, but the eunuch ran in without waiting for Aunt Yun to ask, his face was full of tears, he knelt down on the ground and cried loudly road:

"Your Highness, it's not good! The emperor just climbed up to the roof of Yile Palace to play, and accidentally fell down!" The afterglow of the setting sun stained the palace with a layer of blood. The guards in the palace are strictly guarded, with patrols and checkpoints everywhere. The gates of the palace are all closed, and no one is allowed to come in and out. Kneeling all over the ground, those drooping heads were lifted up one after another when she came in, with different eyes, mixed with the cold sunset outside the temple, awe, fear, suspicion, disdain, anger, forbearance, everything , all leaked out in that hasty glance, and then returned to calm, once again lowered his head.

Nalan was wearing a dark purple gold and silver moiré satin shirt. Large and complicated roses were embroidered on her delicate and elegant stand collar, making her slender and white neck more apparent, and her face extremely dignified.She walked step by step on the Moji Hall, surrounded by a cold and chilling air.King Jinjiang stood at the forefront of his courtiers. Seeing her, he hurried forward two steps, but was pushed by a young man in a dark blue python robe and nearly fell down. Xuan Mo's eyes were anxious, and he stepped forward a few steps, ignoring the angry eyes of King Jinjiang behind him, rushed up a few steps, but hesitated to speak.

"How is the emperor?" Nalan said in a deep voice, his expression was very calm, and he couldn't see any weakness or fluctuations of collapse. His eyes, which were probing from all directions, suddenly showed a hint of disappointment. Xuan Mo shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "The doctor said that there is no way to recover , princess, you go in and have a look." In an instant, the heart that had been hanging all the way suddenly fell, but it was a pity that it did not fall in the distance. Every pair of eyes looked at her with sharp thorns. Ji Dadian still has the same eyesight in court clothes, still has the same slanting rain pulse, the surroundings are icy cold, breathing is still difficult, but he still inhales slowly, then swallows, swallows, swallows all emotions one by one In the already painful sanity. She slowly walked over the crowd, the maids on both sides opened the curtains, and she walked into the resplendent and resplendent bedroom alone. The golden light stung her eyes, she pursed the corners of her lips tightly, and walked through the heavy curtains, the temple was so hot, it was so hot that it was suffocating, her brother was lying on the wide dragon bed, his face pale He was miserable, but his eyes were surprisingly bright. He lay flat there with sunken eye sockets, black and blue cheeks, chapped lips, and bright red blood on his head. The eye sockets were suddenly so hot, but they stopped abruptly, and there were unpredictable eyes in all directions. Her hand trembled slightly, and she wanted to reach out, but she didn't know where to touch it, so she could only call softly: "Yu!" Son?" When the emperor heard the voice, he turned his head slowly. When he saw her for the first time, he was actually cowering and frightened. His voice was so hoarse, but he was still trying to explain: "Sister Huang, I, I haven't finished writing yet. ..." His eyes were hot and he almost burst into tears. Nalan sat on the edge of the bed, put his hand on his shoulder, and said softly, "You don't need to write, and Miss Huang will never punish you again." "Really?" The young emperor's eyes suddenly glowed with a strong brilliance, and he asked happily, like a healthy and disease-free person: "Really, Miss Huang?" Recalling the moment when her father passed away many years ago, Nalan's heart was filled with icy cold, she pursed her lips and nodded: "Well, Miss Huang means what she says." "That's great!" The emperor lay back again, staring blankly at the curtains on the top of the bed, layer by layer, embroidered with golden coiled dragons, with ferocious claws, like monsters wanting to kill. "That's great, then I can...can..." After all, he didn't say what he could do. The emperor's eyes were strange. He seemed to have never had such piercing eyes in his life. hand, wanting to say something, but as if a fishbone stuck in his throat, he could only let out a broken breath and couldn't say anything. The imperial physicians rushed forward immediately, and the crowd was swaying in front of them. The little eunuch who had been with the emperor since he was a child knelt on the ground crying, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" "What does the emperor want to say?" Nalan turned his head abruptly, his eyes were slightly red, and said to the little eunuch, "Do you know?" "Princess..." The little eunuch knelt on the ground, seemingly stupefied by fright, and cried out in a sad voice, "The emperor climbed up to the top of the Hall of Yile, and said he wanted to see what it looked like outside the palace. The emperor said he never I have been out, Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." Sadness rose from the chest, like icy snow, flooding the whole body, the imperial doctors were in a panic, Nalan Hongyu's face was flushed, and he was still repeating hoarsely: "Yes... yes..." Nalan grabbed the emperor's hand: "Yu'er, when you recover from illness, sister Huang will take you out of the palace!" A trace of joy flashed across the emperor's eyes. He closed his mouth, but looked at his sister with bright eyes. His eyes were clear and black and white, like a child who hadn't grown up yet. Suddenly, the hand holding Nalan's sleeve loosened, his breath stopped, and his head fell heavily, making a dull sound. "emperor!" "Your Majesty!" Huge wailing suddenly sounded inside and outside the hall, the continuous death knell rang through the entire palace, the last light of the setting sun disappeared, the earth fell into darkness, white and miserable lanterns were hung up, and people's cries were everywhere And grief, but no one can tell how much of it is true and how much is false. "The Holy Majesty is dead..." The servant's long and thin sound of sending him off sounded. Nalan Hongye stood outside the crowd, and in front of him was a large group of crying and crying veterans.There were so many people, but she still felt that the hall was empty. The setting sun set and the white moon rose, and the pale light shone on her thin back along the drawn window, like cold snow, so cold and so biting. Song Emperor's funeral, the whole country mourns, no marriage is allowed for a month, everyone wears plain clothes, and they all pay homage to this rare and generous king. The national funeral is approaching, and the military exercises that had been assembled at the border to help Yanbei contain the Great Xia's forces were also forced to stop, and the country of Huai Song was gloomy. After Emperor Mingren left, Nalan Hongye read out the edict, and Nalan Heqing, the eldest son of the first emperor, ascended the throne and changed the year name to Mingde. However, on the night of the emperor's death, Nalan became seriously ill. Years of hard work was like a sudden fire, which scorched her entire mind. The blood rushed to her throat, and she almost squirted out. She staggered slightly, and Aunt Yun hurriedly stepped forward to hold her arm. Surprised officials were all around her, but she knew that she couldn't spit out this mouthful of blood. , So she swallowed hard, feeling nauseous and wanting to vomit, but she still pushed Aunt Yun's arm away calmly. There is no one in Nalan's lineage. Now, apart from her sick mother and nephew who is under one year old, she is the only one left.The majestic family tree of Nalan's family, vast expanse of land, once again fell on her shoulders alone.Therefore, she cannot fall, cannot be weak, and cannot even cry. If she falls, the foundation of the Nalan clan for thousands of years will collapse. She forced herself to straighten her back, read out the will in a measured manner, ordered the arrangements for the funeral, and stabilized her heart. Then she returned to her bedroom and sat quietly all night with the lamp on. The emperor's funeral affairs were all handed over to King An Ling and Xuan Mo and his son to supervise them. On the second day, the town guards from all over the country sent people to the capital to pay homage. Nalan sat in the central palace and took care of everything. Princess Zhu Nalan is still there, so there have not been any turbulent changes. On the second day, Nalan took people to Empress Cui's bedroom, intending to take the new emperor to the Taimiao, but before he entered the bedroom, he saw a sharp knife rushing towards him.Xuan Mo drew out his saber with a swish, split the sharp blade, and stood in front of Nalan. The surrounding guards were all shocked. Someone shouted "there is an assassin" and was about to rush into the bedroom when suddenly the queen's voice rang out sternly. : "I kill you! I kill you!" Cui Wanru rushed out with disheveled hair, holding the child in one hand and a pair of scissors in the other, her eyes were red, and she shouted hoarsely: "You bitch! You killed the emperor, and now you are coming to kill my child again!" ! I kill you! I kill you!" Nalan's complexion turned pale, but her lips were tightly pressed. Seeing this, Aunt Yun hurriedly shouted: "Empress Empress, what nonsense are you talking about?" "I'm not talking nonsense! I know it all!" Cui Wanru hissed and sneered: "You ambitious woman, you want to be the emperor, so you killed the emperor, and now you are here to kill my child, I will not let you succeed!" Nalan suddenly felt very tired, the sun was so dazzling, the place was full of angry curses, she turned around coldly, and only lightly ordered: "The queen is inconvenient, and she can no longer take care of the emperor well, take the emperor with you." Walk." Xuan Mo respectfully replied: "Yes, what about the Queen?" The emperor had just died, and the ruling and opposition parties were unstable. Cui Wanru's father was the current Taiwei. If she served as the empress dowager to assist the government, the power of her relatives would rise immediately, not to mention Cui Taiwei was still the teacher of King Jinjiang... "The empress understands righteousness and vows to go with the late emperor. Give her poisonous wine and white silk, and send her on her way." The sun was dazzling, but there were large dark clouds floating from the northwest, and the curses behind him became louder. Nalan raised his head and thought to himself, it must be raining. It was already late at night when he came back from the front palace, and Xuan Mo walked at the end. He hesitated to speak a few times, but finally sighed helplessly. Princess relax, don't mourn and hurt yourself." Nalan nodded, and replied very businesslike: "King Xuan has worked hard." "Hey!" Xuan Mo didn't answer, but just let out a long sigh. Nalan was stunned for a moment, raised his head, but saw that his upright face had become a little sad and lonely, and finally sighed in a low voice: "Princess Take care of your health, leave everything to me, even if you are heartbroken, it will not be in vain." After saying that, he turned around and left, Xiao Xiao's silhouette was somewhat indifferent and lonely under the moonlight. When they returned to the dormitory, they heard the sound of the child crying from a distance, the wet nurse hugged Qing'er and coaxed her, but the child was still crying loudly, his little face was flushed red.In two days, he lost his parents one after another, and his mother was sent on the road by his own aunt. If this child knows all this when he grows up, he wonders if he will hate her. Leaning under the long window and thinking alone, the moon is bright and white, like a jade plate, with a clear brilliance and a bright light. Aunt Yun carried Qing'er over, smiled cautiously and said, "Princess, the emperor just smiled." Nalan hugged the child, and sure enough, he was looking at her with black and white eyes open, the corners of his mouth parted, and he smiled happily.The melancholy in her heart could not help but dissipate slowly. She picked up the child, looked at his familiar eyebrows, and immediately thought of her brother. When he was alive, she occasionally felt resentment, hating that God gave him a man's body, but made him an idiot, who didn't understand suffering and didn't distinguish affairs, and for no reason missed Huai Song's century-old foundation.As for myself, I have no talent, but as a daughter, I have worked hard for many years, but I still have to be branded as a tyrant and dictatorship.However, it wasn't until he left that she suddenly understood that they were originally one body, one was damaged and the other prospered.Only when Hongyu is still there, can she stabilize Dasong Jiangshan and support Nalan's lintel. Fortunately, fortunately, there is still Qing'er. She lowered her head and looked at the infant child, she couldn't help but feel her eyes sore. Fortunately, there was still him, and now Nalan's, only their uncle and nephew were left. "Princess, look how cute Little Saint is!" Aunt Yun touched the emperor's little face with a smile. Qing'er seemed very happy, waving her fat little hands, giggling, looking at Nalan with dark eyes, as if she understood what she was thinking. At this moment, Nalan and Aunt Yun were startled when they heard a crisp sound of "bang". They turned their heads together and saw that it was a court lady who knocked over the teacup. Aunt Yun said angrily: "Useless stuff! The emperor and princess were shocked, watch your life!" Nalan also frowned slightly, and gently patted Qing'er's swaddling clothes, lest he might be surprised.However, I saw that he was still smiling, and he didn't seem to be afraid at all. Aunt Yun said with a smile: "Princess, look at how courageous the little saint is. He must be a wise and martial emperor when he grows up." Nalan also smiled slightly, but before the smile could reach her eyes, she was stunned for a moment, and her face suddenly turned white. Seeing this, Aunt Yun asked in confusion, "Princess, what's the matter?" Nalan's hands and feet were cold, and he comforted himself over and over again in his heart, but he still hurriedly sent the child to Aunt Yun's arms, then stood aside, and slapped his hands vigorously. "Snapped!" A crisp sound rang in the child's ears, but the child didn't notice it, and stretched out his fat little hand to grab the button on Aunt Yun's skirt, giggling happily. Nalan was in a hurry, and kept clapping his hands, his eyes were red, and shouted while clapping: "Qing'er! Qing'er! Look over here, aunt is over here!" However, the child did not turn his head after all, he yawned sleepily, then leaned his head into Aunt Yun's arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep. "Qing'er, don't sleep! Qing'er, aunt is here!" "Princess!" Aunt Yun was already in tears, knelt on the ground with a thud, and cried bitterly: "Stop screaming, stop screaming." Nalan's expression was agitated, she grabbed Aunt Yun's shoulder and shouted angrily, "What's going on? What's going on here?" Aunt Yun's face was full of tears, and she cried: "I saw it when the child was brought back. The imperial doctor in the queen's palace was heard, and he only said it after being tortured. It turns out that the queen knew about it a long time ago, but she just kept hiding it. She didn't say anything, because she was afraid that if she did, the child would not be able to be a prince. She has been treating her for the past year, but the disease was brought from the mother's womb, and it can't be cured at all..." Nalan felt dizzy for a moment, Qing'er was deaf, Qing'er was deaf!This fact completely crushed her, like a person floating in the deep sea whose last buoyant board was taken out. The forbearance and grief of the past few days rushed like a huge flood, and her throat was sweet, A gust of warm blood suddenly spurted out, all sprinkled on the skirt of the clothes! "Princess! Princess!" Aunt Yun was shocked, she put down the emperor and came to help her.Qing'er was suddenly put on the ground, opened her eyes and looked around suspiciously, then started crying loudly.The maids ran in together, and the room was in chaos. Aunt Yun yelled, "Tell the Imperial Physician! Pass the Imperial Physician!" Nalan was in a daze, and there was only one sentence echoing in his mind: Heaven's law is clear, and retribution is not good. Yes, she killed Cui Wanru, but this empress also left her with a huge disaster. If she had known earlier, she would not have worried about Hongyu's reluctance, and she would have enriched the harem concubines for him more and gave birth to heirs, so that he would not wither like today.But now, everything is too late, everything is too late. Her tears finally poured down, and she couldn't control it anymore, and the corner of her mouth was red and she cried sadly: "Father, father, my son deserves death!" After waking up several times, there were people around her, but Nalan kept her eyes closed. This was the first time in five years that she was so self-willed, and wanted to sleep right away, not caring about anything.But gradually, the surroundings gradually quieted down, and a figure stood in front of her, not leaving for a long time. When she opened her eyes, the moonlight had penetrated the carved window and sprinkled on the desk. The Buddhist voice of the Taimiao passed through the tall and heavy palace walls along the cold wind and reached her ears. Reminding her what time it is and where she is. "The matter of the emperor's deafness has already been concealed by this humble minister, and no one will know about it except the people in the palace." Xuan Mo stood in front of the bed and said in a low voice, his voice was pleasant, like a breeze blowing through Guan Tong, low and comfortable, the candlelight shone on his chiseled face, there were some tough lines showing a faint edge . "Before the emperor becomes an adult, we still have at least ten years to try to plan. Although the emperor is deaf, as long as he gets married at the age of fifteen and gives birth to an heir, there is still hope for Huai Song. The princess is the son of the Song Dynasty. The pillar is all the hope of the Nalan family. If the princess falls, the emperor will be deposed, the royal family will wither, outsiders will take the opportunity to seize power, the Huai Song Dynasty will split, wars will break out, the people will have no means of living, and the foundation laid by the ancestors will be destroyed immediately. Once, the princess has the ambition of Jingwei in her heart, and she will never sit back and watch the Huai Song Dynasty be destroyed and the foundation be destroyed." Nalan raised his head and looked at the man who grew up with him, feeling a little sad in his heart. Yes, she didn't think of what he said, but, what a difficult road this is! "Xuan Mo, thank you." She hadn't called him Xuan Mo for a long time, Xuan Mo was slightly taken aback, his eyes flashed a little moved, but he still replied respectfully and politely: "This is a matter for me." Nalan sat up, coughed twice, her complexion was as pale as paper, she smiled slightly: "You are much more mature, you already look like an uncle." King An Ling is Xuan Mo's father, who used to be a general under Nalan Lie. Because he saved Nalan Lie's life in the southern border battle, he was given the surname Nalan and entered the royal genealogy. Xuan Mo bowed and replied, "Thank you princess for your compliment." "I heard that Yushu is pregnant, is it true?" Xuan Mo's complexion froze immediately, and his brows were tightly furrowed. After a while, he whispered, "Yes." Nalan laughed and said, "Yushu has both ability and integrity, you should treat her well." Xuan Mo's tone was rather blunt, and he said without joy or sadness: "I also want to thank the princess for her gift of marriage." The hall was empty, the voice of the Buddha was getting louder, and there was the sound of crying from the ministers. They looked at each other, but they didn't know what to say.Xuan Mo took out a letter from his bosom, the letter paper was intact, the envelope was still unopened, he handed it to Nalan and said: "A letter from Yanbei." A gleam of light flashed in Nalan's ashen-like eyes, and he took it almost impatiently. Xuan Mo's eyes froze slightly, his brows frowned slightly, as if there was ice and snow that could not be melted, he quietly stepped back half a step, and said softly Said: "My minister will leave." "En." Nalan replied, although he was smiling, but his voice was a little careless. The long lamp was quiet, and could only illuminate a thin shadow. When Aunt Yun came in, Nalan had recovered to normal, the imperial doctor took his pulse, and after drinking the medicine, the maids gradually retreated.Sitting in front of the book case, rubbing the small letter repeatedly, the sadness in my heart gradually rose, and I didn't seem to dare to open it to read it.The candles were crackling, and there was silence between heaven and earth, and the incense was burning in the room, and the fragrance curled up like a blue cloud. "My brother Xuanmo, the war in Yanbei is over. Don't worry about my brother's safety and well-being. This time, I am grateful to my virtuous brother to run in the middle, raise food, grass and military supplies, and use the troops of the other country to contain the Great Xia Eastern Army. However, the battle between Xia and Yan is now victorious." Negative two points, as a brother, there is no surety, so you must not be too protective of Yanbei, in case someone in the court uses this to attack you. The officialdom is dangerous, and you must be careful. And if the virtuous brother is implicated, the death of the brother is not enough to forgive the regret in the heart. The day when the soldiers of the Great Xia retreat is the time of the big wedding. If the virtuous brother can come, the brother will welcome him with his shoes upside down. You and my brother are ten thousand I haven't seen you in years, I miss you so much." Tears, after all, fell drop by drop, dripping on the pure white paper, and all the sorrow and pain in my heart turned into these clear tears.She has endured it for too long, suppressed it for too long, and persisted for too long. What is piled up in her heart is the exhaustion and desolation of weeping blood. State affairs and family affairs. "The day when the soldiers of Great Xia retire is the time for my brother's big wedding." Her eyes gradually became foggy, and the wind and rain outside the window were miserable, just like her state of mind, a vast expanse of whiteness.After dipping in a stroke of thick ink, he listened to the sound of the rain hitting the plantains, and wrote with a wry smile: "What time is this evening, the boat is in the middle of the boat. When is the day today, I have to be in the same boat with the prince. I am ashamed and treated, and I don't want to be shamed. I am troubled and endless, and I know the prince. There are trees in the mountains, and there are branches in the trees. , Do you know if your heart pleases you?" After writing the last few strokes, her handwriting was already messy, she slumped on the desk, with tears in her eyes, she fell into a deep sleep like this. When Aunt Yun came in, she almost shed tears. The princess has been in power for many years, and she has never lost her composure like this.Helping her to bed to rest, and then returning to the desk, seeing that the letter of reply had been written and sent to Prince Yanbei, she was already a bit displeased, and did not read the contents of the letter on the desk, After folding it, put it in an envelope, seal it with wax paint, and hand it to the maid, saying: "Send it to Prince Xuan's mansion, and let him send it out according to the old rules." "The servant obeys." It was cloudy and rainy, and the night was pitch black. A black eagle flew up from Prince Xuan's Mansion, and headed northwest quickly. When Yan Xun received Nalan's letter, it was the day before he left. Fengzhi stood aside and saw Yan Xun frowning for a long while, then suddenly smiled and said, "He doesn't know whose woman's letter he copied. Complaints in the boudoir, sent to me in a daze?" Feng Zhi took it and looked it over, then smiled and said: "Your Highness, Prince Xuan's handwriting is messy, he looks like he was drunk." Yan Xun shook his head and smiled, he still has some friendship with this foster brother, we have known each other for ten years, it is no different than normal, he said happily: "He is in a good mood." After all, he suddenly had a childish heart, thinking that if he sent it back, would this kid go crazy?He picked up his pen and wrote on the letter: "We have known each other for ten years, I don't know what it is, brother is stupid. On the day when Daxia retired from the army, brother went to Song Dynasty to propose marriage in person. I don't know if I dare to respond?" Feng Zhi laughed and said, "Your Highness, Prince Xuan will go mad when he sees this." "Just wait and see him go crazy." Yan Xun put the letter away solemnly, put it on the paperweight, and placed it neatly. He laughed, in a good mood, and went out with Feng Zhi and Ah Jing. Chu Qiao suffered a serious illness yesterday, and she is still lying on the bed today, not without blame and sadness. To blame is to blame him for his indifference and indifference, and to be sad is to hurt his blindness and deceit. However, what can be done?Just as the boy said, except for her, he would not take anyone else's life as his own.Even though what he said was cruel and senseless, there was something warm after all, at least, except for her. He cares about her. And she also concealed some things, such as her true background, and for example, the entanglement with Zhuge Yue in Bian Tang's party. Zhuge Yue, Zhuge Yue, every time she thought of these three words, she felt a slight pain in her heart.It's not that he is so paralyzed and cold-blooded that he has forgotten everything, and it's not that he is so stupid and ignorant that he can't see his various thoughts for her. However, what can be done?In this world, after all, there are some things that cannot be done by manpower, after all, there are some things that cannot be compensated and repaid. As Li Ce said, if you can't respond, then it is better to forget each other. Eight years together, she is the only one in Yan Xun's heart, but she, when he didn't notice, there was a ripple in his heart for a moment, counting, who owes who, who is really sorry, maybe Well, she shouldn't be so narrow-minded and fussy. Got out of bed, got dressed, took the freshly peeled chestnuts, and walked to Yan Xun's study. Lu Liu was taking a nap, but she didn't even hear her get up. This little girl has been tossed enough this night. Also exhausted. Pushing open the door of Yan Xun's room, there was no one there, he put the chestnuts on his desk, saw that the official documents were complicated, and the candle in the candlestick was only left with a piece the size of a fingernail, it can be seen that he stayed up all night last night, and he couldn't help feeling A little distressed.Just as he was about to order the kitchen to prepare some dishes for him, he flicked his sleeve, but accidentally touched a letter on the desk. The envelope was extremely exquisite, with a faint fragrance. The letter paper fell from the table and fell to the ground. The opening was half-opened, revealing the white letter paper inside. The two lines of writing came into view abruptly. Involuntarily squatting down, he pulled out the letter. Suddenly seeing the phrase "There are trees in the mountains, there are branches in the trees, and the heart is pleasing to the king, and the king doesn't know it", she suddenly felt a pain in her heart.It wasn't her handwriting, she was never good at reciting poems, her fingers became cold, she hurriedly flipped through the letters, thinking about Song Xuanwang's mansion, for a while, some things became integrated in her mind, and gradually became clear, she was deeply moved Inhale, and then exhale slowly, wanting to spit out those unwilling things, but found that my heart was even heavier. Looking further down, it was Yan Xun's personal reply, there was a muffled sound in his head, he almost couldn't stand still, his brows were tightly wrinkled, like a trivial bend.Thousands of ideas came up, and there were thousands of reasons to overthrow them, but in the end, they couldn't compare to the black and white words in front of them. The slightest chill came from the skin, as if there were countless icy tentacles, as if layers of vines climbed up from the heart, completely covering the sick and weak body, the sun was dim, and the bottom of the heart gradually darkened, leaving only one side of white Empty, miserably shining eyes of dead water. A thought gradually rose from the bottom of my heart, and it merged into a sentence: So the so-called companionship for a lifetime is nothing more than that. "No!" Chu Qiao stood up abruptly, her eyes revealed some sharpness, she would never believe this unless he said it himself!She, Chu Qiao, would never be deceived in such a ignorant way! The sickness on Ling Mian's body for a few days suddenly disappeared, she ran back to the room with a few steps, put on her big fur and went out.Luliu followed behind in panic, and cried out in distress: "Girl! You are not well yet, where are you going?" Chu Qiao ignored her, turned over and got on the horse, roaring towards the first barracks. However, after arriving at the barracks, she was not allowed to enter. The soldiers of the First Army didn't recognize her, and didn't believe what she said, so they resolutely blocked her from the door.At this moment, she suddenly heard a shout in her ears, Chu Qiao turned her head, and saw that the person who came was very familiar, and it turned out to be Yin Liangyu, the deputy general of the second army. The man was dressed in armor, and he was overjoyed when he saw her. He ran forward a few steps and shouted loudly: "My lord, I finally saw you. I wandered outside His Highness's mansion for three days, but they just wouldn't let me in. Come here!" Alright, now it's all right!" Chu Qiao was slightly taken aback, and asked, "Do you have anything to do with me?" Yin Liangyu was also taken aback, and then asked back, "Don't you know, my lord?" "what do you know?" Yin Liangyu's complexion changed drastically, and he shouted loudly: "My lord, something serious has happened!"