Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

Even so, she did not have any means to make a leak. Although it was difficult to swallow, I drank the bottle of wine in one sip and sipped the bottles after drinking, which was frank. No wine left in the inverted bottle.

Qi Yanhuan was sitting beside Nangong Jingnv, her eyes sinking.

Even Nangong Lie couldn't help but sighed and sighed, "Little girl is refreshing, she won't let her frown!"

Nangong Jingnu smiled sweetly and put the wine bottle back on the case without talking.

Nangong gave Qi Yan a deep look, and his eyes were full of aggressiveness, which made Qi Yan very disgusted.

Nangong Lie said nothing, got up and settled to the case of the third prince Nangongwang, and the two brothers cheered.

Qi Yanzheng passed a glutinous rice cake: "Your Highness eat a sweet cake pad."

Nangong Jingnu hit a wine booze, grabbed Qi Yan's wrist, and leaned over to go to the pastry.

Soft and fiery lips brushed Qi Yan's fingers, Qi Yan retracted her hand, twisted her fingers in her sleeve, and shook her fist.

"His Highness is drunk."

Nangong Jingnv held her chin in one hand and played with an empty wine glass in the other hand: "The drinking volume in this palace is very good."

"Take a drink and be intoxicated by drunkenness. What else does Your Highness have to eat? Your Highness will serve you to your meal."

Nangong Jingnv gave a sigh, and pursed her lips without answering.

Qi Yan reached up to Nangong Jingnv's ear and lowered her voice and said, "His Royal Highness is on your mind? Let's go back to the palace."

Nangong Jingnv turned her head abruptly, and there was only one inch between the noses of the two, and the sweet wine got into Qi Yan's nose.

Qi Yan sat up straight, widened the distance between the two, and heard the nangong Jingnv said, "The palace wants to go back to her house."

Qi Yan saw the "non-compliance" identity and age of silence in the other's eyes, but this time she failed to guess the reason.

"Okay, my subordinate will report to the second prince."

Just got up, but was stopped by a person.

"Brother-in-law."

"Brother-in-law."

Shangguanwu stood in front of Qi Yan with a bottle of wine: "Come, you and I see you today, my brother-in-law toast you a drink."

Qi Yan bowed down with a gift: "Older brother-in-law forgive his sins. Qi Yan suffered a bad illness as a young man, but luckily recovered but looked strange, and the doctor repeatedly told him not to drink alcohol."

"Oh? Is it true? What's wrong with my brother-in-law?"

Qi Yan stared at Shangguanwu's eyes calmly: "The plague. The plague of Jinzhou in the first year of Jingjia." The plague in Wei Kingdom was a mortal disease, and naturally no one would come forward to question her gaze.

Shang Guanwu said in surprise: "There is still a way to recover from these terminal illnesses. Which **** doctor saw it for his brother-in-law? Why not recommend it to help thousands of people."

"This divine doctor is a teacher, but unfortunately his old man died four years ago, and he was only required to keep filial piety for one year before he died."

"It's a pity. That said, my brother-in-law's eyes are not born?"

"No."

"Well, dissatisfied brother-in-law said, I have seen eyes that are just like yours, and many slaves in Youzhou have the same look as you."

Qi Yan smiled calmly and said calmly: "Big brother-in-law is very knowledgeable and admirable."

Shang Guanwu kept staring at Qi Yan, seeing the other side calm and indifferent.

"Since my brother-in-law can't drink, I'm not good at being strong. In a few days, I'll feast on my brother-in-law, but you must pay respect."

"Thank you for your kindness."

"it is good!"

Qi Yan and Shangguanwu passed by, but their hearts seemed to be overturned: The only people who knew their identity were Master, Ding Yun, and the Wu family brothers. These people are definitely not able to sell themselves, so what Shangguanwu said was unintentional Miss, or something else? This is the second time today!

Qi Yan and the second prince Nangong Wei explained the situation, the latter concerned a few words and asked Qi Yan to take good care of the Nangong Jingnu.

Qi Yan returned to Nangong Jingnv, frowning.

She had just left for such a moment, and she took another drink at her discretion.

"His Royal Highness, let's go."

Nangong Jingnu raised her head and looked at Qi Yan Liangjiu with a pair of drunk eyes before she nodded.

Qi Yan gave a gift to the Nangong sisters next to him: "Two His Highnesses, Your Highness is so invincible, the courtiers and His Highness return to the palace first."

Nangong Jingnv was somewhat unstable, and her own palace came forward to support her. A group of people came to the entrance of the hall, Qi Yan instructed: "His Highness is not easy to get drunk when you are drunk. Stand in the hall and wait, I went to tell the sedan."

"Well."

The inner servant at the entrance of Qi Yanming Temple called Jiaoyu stopped under the imperial order, and took the cloak in Qiu Ju's hands to dress herself for Nangong Jingnv.

The drunk Nangong Jingnu is very well-behaved and silent.

Qi Yangang took a step, cold sweat came out: being so tossed by Nangong Jingnu, she almost forgot that her eyes could not be seen at night!

Quickly stopped and said to the housekeeper, "Trouble will lower the light end, I can't see the steps."

"Well."

Sitting on the sedan chair, Nangong Jingnu leaned softly on the sedan chair: "Back to the house."

The housekeeper sang, "Get out of the car and drive around Weiyang Palace!"

Nangong Jingnv sat up straight, almost planted a sedan chair, and Qi Yan had to wrap her shoulders.

"Are you deaf? Go home and go home!"

The housekeeper replied cautiously: "His Highness ... The palace door was closed early this time, and the curfew was closed."

"Father Emperor granted the privilege of free access to the palace. Who dares to stop?"

The housekeeper turned to Qi Yan for help, but Qi Yan "cannot see" was completely gone.

In the end Qiu Ju whispered, "Don't you know about your highness? Go back to your house ..."

"But ... yes."

"Drive Xihuamen!"

The sedan owls in the palace all came to the palace, and a smart inner servant rushed away to go to the carriage for the Nangong Jingnv.

Sedan moved silently, Nangong Jingnv leaned weakly in Qi Yan's arms, looked up at Qi Yan and asked, "Where is Sedan?"

"Xihuamen, on the way home."

"Ok."

Nangong Jingnv's consciousness is sober, but her body doesn't listen to the call. The surroundings are turning in circles, especially when the cold wind blows: she is nauseated.

Qi Yan's arms are warm and safe. She also knows that this is a bad body but she is out of control, so she doesn't want to move in her arms.

Qi Yan patted Nangong Jingnu's arm, and said softly, "His Royal Highness will not fall asleep, you will get sick."

"Hmm ..." Nangong Jingnv answered, but her eyelids became heavier.

Qi Yan sighed and shook Nangong Jingnv's body. She whispered in her ear and asked, "Where does Your Highness Shangyuan Festival plan to take me to play?"

Sure enough, Nangong Jingnv's body moved and opened her eyes.

"Kong Ming Lan is going to be put on, this palace hasn't let it go!"

Qi Yan chuckled: "You can write your wishes on the Kong Ming lantern. What wishes does Your Highness want?"

Nangong Jingnu seriously thought about it: "Homiya hopes that the father and Emperor Kangtai will be healthy, that the second sister can be happy, and that the older sister will give birth to Liner ... Well, will you be greedy?"

Nangong Jingnv looked at Qi Yan expectantly and blinked.

Qi Yanqiang abstained from the waves in his eyes and replied: "Kong Ming lanterns have four sides, and His Highness can make a total of four wishes. But only three, not greedy."

Nangong Jingnu was a little surprised: "Can you make another?"

"Well, what's your last wish, Your Highness?"

Nangong Jingnv sat up straight against Qi Yan's chest and took a long sigh of relief: "Let you live a hundred years."

For a moment, Qi Yanzhen felt that his heart was pierced by something. She was not afraid of hurting her, and she was apprehensive: she felt that this already rotten and dark heart had oozed a few drops of bright red blood along the large wound of the needle eye.

Qi Yan took a deep breath and asked with a smile: "Will your Highness not make one for herself?"

Nangong Jingnv shook her head and counted with her fingers: "Father Emperor manages every opportunity, and this palace wants him to take care of his body. The sadness between the second sister's eyebrows can't go away, this palace wants her to be happy." He paused, and continued to say something sadly: "This palace heard that giving birth to a woman is a life-and-death barrier. In the year after the mother ... this is the first birth of the older sister. I hope she can give birth safely. As for you, kneel at every turn. Kneeling, weak and old-fashioned. Since you are so afraid of death, this palace will make a wish for you. "

The fist hidden under the wide sleeve clenched tightly, Qi Yan gritted his teeth. I had to rethink the picture of the king's tent into a pasture, only to suppress the strangeness in my heart.

Slowly spit out the stale gas in his chest and whispered, "Thank Your Highness."

"His Royal Highness, Xihua Gate has arrived. The sedan princes all arrive at the palace, and the slave has prepared a carriage for His Royal Highness and asked His Highness to move."

"Got it."

Qi Yan asked the housekeeper to lower the palace lamp, groped and got out of the sedan chair, and stretched out her hand toward the nangong girl: "His Royal Highness."

Entered the carriage, but after doing the same, Nangong Jingnv shouted, "Stop!"

"Call!" The horseman jumped out of the car in panic, and stood beside the car and asked: "What will your Highness tell me?"

Nangong Jingnu covered her mouth, her eyebrows frowned slightly.

The inside of the car was dark, and Qi Yan, who could not see, asked: "What happened to your Highness?"

Nangong Jingnu barely squeezed the writhing in her chest: "This carriage's main palace wants to vomit."

"Then ... there is an order to pass the soft sedan?"

"At this time the curfew was closed and the doors were closed. There was no one in the street. Where can I find it?"

Qi Yan was silent for a moment, and replied: "It is better to abandon the car and walk, and ask the driver to drive in the back, wait for His Royal Highness to reduce his discomfort before getting on the car?"

"Alright."

The stamina of the spirits was turbulent, and the Nangong Jingnv was standing still, and she was wearing a tedious palace dress and every step was very difficult.

Follow this footstep, I am afraid that it is impossible to reach the princess's house at dawn. The cold wind hits the Nangongjing female who sweats after drinking, fearing that she will catch the cold.

Chun Tao exclaimed, "His Highness be careful!"

Nangong Jingnv hit a premature fall, and the shocked Chuntao and Qiuju were sweating.

Both teams stopped at the palace palaces on both sides, and the streets flickered with lanterns.

"Two sisters please stay."

After speaking, Qi Yan took the initiative to squat in front of Nangong Jingnv: "Please, Your Highness, come back to your house."

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I feel that now that I've hit the street, I have to seriously write this sentence in a word and really finish the novel completely.

Don't forget the original intention. The appearance, the spread, the characters, events, and one thing that should be explained will not be saved.

I give you my original heart, and I hope you will always give me.

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