Chapter 201 Chapter 2 Yin and Yang

As soon as Yushu left, Nalan coughed, and several officers on duty from the Imperial Hospital hurried into the Zhaoyang Hall to take the pulse and boil medicine, and they were busy for more than two hours. There was a strong smell of soup and medicine everywhere in the hall, Nalan was lying on the bed, still panting non-stop.This half day of tossing made her face turn pale. "Empress, I heard that the emperor will be staying in the Qinglu Hall tonight, and there is no master to serve him." Nalan covered his chest with his hands, his breath was a little weak, and he asked, "Isn't Concubine Cheng in Qinglu Palace?"

"Not here, the concubine Cheng's menstruation is coming, and she is avoiding the red square." Nalan nodded, meditated for a moment, and said, "The weather is getting colder and colder, you go and tell Cao Qiu to make their servants be careful, and be careful not to let His Majesty catch a cold." "yes." Just as Wenyuan was leaving, Nalan suddenly shouted, "Forget it, I don't need to go." After finishing speaking, he turned around and lay down inside, and the voice came over very softly: "There is no need to call for dinner, I need to sleep."

"Yes, ma'am." It has been five years since Yan Xun established the dynasty. Like many emperors in the past dynasties, the harem has gradually become lively.Countless young and beautiful women poured into the palace like a stream of water. Some of them are charming, some are glamorous, some are full of poetry and books, and some are cute and naive.It seems that all the flowers in this world bloom overnight in this lonely deep palace, and the flowers are full of flowers all day long, and they are full of glory. It's a pity that even though he has been in the palace for four years, Nalan still failed to give birth to a son and a half daughter. On the contrary, other concubines have been happy again and again. It was already close to her, the queen who had escaped from the world due to illness.

And he has not set foot in Zhaoyang Palace for a long time. If Yushu hadn't brought Yong'er here today, I'm afraid he wouldn't have come. The sun gradually set, the moon climbed up the treetops, and a pair of red candles were lit high, shining brightly.Nalan is very thin now, huddled in the brocade quilt, like a thin bird, coughing in a low voice from time to time. Perhaps, already do not want to. On the day when the alliance was closed six years ago, the news of the birth of the little prince in Qinghai spread throughout the Simon Continent. The little prince was in poor health because of the wind and cold in his mother's womb. Weakness is also at stake.King Qinghai attaches great importance to his wife and children and is well-known in the world. Back then, he was able to give up the good opportunity to compete with Yan Xun for his wife, let alone today.

Qinghai immediately issued a notice, offering a reward of ten thousand gold, to seek a famous doctor in the world. He heard that Mr. Qingzhu in Maoling had excellent medical skills, but he was old and old-fashioned. He regarded Qinghai as a barbaric place and refused to move.Back then, the King of Qinghai dared to lead three thousand elite riders out of Cuiwei Pass when Yanbei and Huai Song formed an alliance, and rushed all the way to Maoling, where he captured Mr. Qingzhu, and finally saved Xiao Shizi and Xiuli king's life. The day when the news came, it was the day of her engagement with Yan Xun. Shu and Jin Tie, the red mandarin ducks, everything fulfilled her wish for many years.

She opened the golden post, and on the top were the names of the two people written in his own handwriting. Yan Xun Nalan Hongye. Just side by side, stroke by stroke, horizontal and fold, seemed to outline her long half life.Her fingers slid over the bald-headed phoenix, the double red gold post, and the bronzing seal characters, and stopped on the eight joyful handwriting: "Stay watchful and stay together forever." Even though it was the simplest eight words, it made her eyes moist. That evening, the two of them sat in the Hall of Hehuan for a double wedding banquet. An apricot tree outside the court was in full bloom, like clouds on fire.

He sat in front of him with a calm face, and he was full of diplomatic rhetoric. He didn't speak much, but he didn't leak any water. He was neither rude nor too close. Nalan wanted to say something about her past that she had hidden for a long time several times, but was blocked by his indifferent expression.Seeing that it was getting late and he was about to leave, she couldn't help feeling a little anxious, and was about to speak when his bodyguard suddenly said that there was an urgent military report. King Qinghai was about to approach Maoling, and these people reported this important news.

Yan Xun has always been calm and indifferent, but at that moment his face changed. He ordered the troops near Maoling to gather on the spot, and at any cost, they must keep King Qinghai inside the pass for a day. But before the guard went out, he called out to the guard, the evening sun shone on his face, with a dim light, his hand was half outstretched, maintaining a posture, as if he wanted to say something, but Did not say it.The apricot blossoms in the courtyard fluttered and fell down one after another, spilling all over the ground. "Forget it." He lowered his hands and regained his usual calmness.

"never mind?" The guard was taken aback for a moment, and asked involuntarily.Yan Xun slightly raised his brows when he heard the words, he didn't speak, but his eyes turned around the guard's face, like a puddle of cold water. The guard was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a plop, and stepped back. As the sky gradually darkened, Yan Xun turned his head, smiled at Nalan naturally, picked up a piece of green bamboo shoots for her, and said, "Eat more bamboo shoots, it's good for your health." Nalan spent half his life in the ups and downs of officialdom, and he has already practiced the art of nourishing Qi with a high degree of proficiency.

She also nodded with a smile: "Thank you, His Royal Highness Yanhuang." This was just a very small episode, all the servants who accompanied her forgot this insignificant matter in an instant, but she was the only one who remembered it vividly. That evening, in the afterglow of the setting sun, she seemed to realize something clearly in a trance, but, for so many years, she has been unwilling to admit it. There was a low coughing sound from the sleeping hall, Wen Yuan, who was accompanying the outer hall, grabbed a handful of su and incense and put them in the incense burner, her brows were slightly frowned.

The moonlight outside the window is graceful, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the really brilliant winter is coming again. Yushu slept during the day, but was sleepy at night. She wore a silver fox-trimmed cloak, held a lantern, and went to Yong'er's room.Yong'er was obedient and didn't kick the quilt, slept soundly, pouted, as if eating something in a dream. Yushu sat down beside his bed, the night wind was so quiet, the tranquilizing incense in the corner circled straight up, circle and circle, like smoke from the countryside.Yushu stretched out his hand to touch his son's face, but he was afraid that his body would be covered with cold air, so he just made a fuzzy gesture on his forehead, then opened the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly. Unknowingly, the watch drum of the third watch came from far away, and the watchman's voice was also long and drawn out. Yushu was full of peace at the moment, even the sound of the careful fire candle sounded extraordinarily peaceful. She stood up and went out, closed the door for the child, and was about to turn around and go back to the room, but she saw the candlelight in that room when she turned her head. Suddenly, she was so stunned. Like thousands of times in these years, she stood there fixedly, just staring quietly. It has been five years, the stone statue in the East China Sea is covered with dust, and the gossip officials in the ruling and opposition parties have forgotten that name. Even the coastal people who used to pray for him day and night may have removed his requiem tablet and replaced it with a My own parents and relatives. Everyone gradually forgot that person, his achievements, his devotion, his voice and smile, and what a high price he had paid for this country and this land. However, only she, this silly woman, never forgets to light a candle for him in his study every day when night falls. She didn't dare to approach him, just like him before he was alive, even if he made soup with his own hands, he could only ask the maid to deliver it to her. She believed him when he said that he had government affairs to attend to and that he would not allow others to disturb him. He said that he had an urgent military situation and that no one else could approach him, so she believed him. He said that he would be busy until late tonight, so he would live in the study, and told her not to wait, so she believed it. She is such a goofy woman who believes whatever her man says.But sometimes, she also wants to say something, just a few simple words, for example, she is just like a servant, and she will come out as soon as she delivers a bowl of soup, so as not to disturb him.For example, if she is his wife, she may not be considered as an idler.For example, she actually sleeps very late every night, so no matter how late he is busy, he doesn't have to worry about waking her up. But she still didn't dare to say it, maybe, she just felt a little shy and couldn't say it. So, she lay on the window panel day and night, looking at the lights in the study, until the lights went out, she could climb into bed and close her eyes with peace of mind. Sometimes she also thinks, in this way, does it count as co-sleeping? But as soon as such a thought occurred to her, she was already blushing with embarrassment. Every time I go back to my mother's house, my sister will whisper to her, whether your prince has a ulterior motive.Every time she hears it, she will be very angry, what kind of person is the prince, how can they use such thoughts to slander him? But her eloquence is really not good, and she argued several times, but she couldn't speak to her sisters.Gradually, she even went back to her natal home less often. She knew that she had the best husband in the world, he was upright, kind, and talented, his paintings were praised all over the court, his calligraphy was unique in Beijing, his poems were widely circulated, he never drank alcohol at home, Even when he is out for entertainment sometimes, he never gets drunk, he does not take concubines, and does not get involved in the dust and fireworks. He is the famous Xuanxian King in the court and the most famous general in the army. Although he sometimes neglected her because of his busy government affairs, so what?Compared to her mother, her sisters, and those noble ladies who compete with the wives of the family all day long, she is already too lucky. He is her husband, her heaven, and her whole world. Isn't she supposed to trust him, take care of him, wait for him? How can there be doubts, suspicions, slanders, and grievances that hurt the spring and autumn? What's more, even if he is gone, she still enjoys the merits he left behind during his lifetime, and also has the most precious child he left to her. There is nothing to be dissatisfied with. She smiled slightly, her smile was clear and pure, she pulled the collar of her cloak, and said silently: "Tomorrow, I'm going to buy window paper. It's getting cold, so it's time to change the window paper in the study."