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    Nangong Jingnu saw candlelight in Tangquan Palace, but she didn't dare to completely conclude that Qi Yan was inside. This time she caught her back and didn't discuss anything with her in advance. What should she do if this person accidentally walked out of the forbidden palace?  Woolen cloth?

    Nangong Jingnu decided that it would be better to confirm it. After all, Qi Yan was now "missing", and if someone saw her, she would be in vain.

    But the people inside were taking a bath. It would not be appropriate to go in like this or ask if it would be inappropriate, so Nangong Jingnu came to the door and listened.

    I thought that if there was water sound inside, I wouldn¡¯t have to worry.

    Qi Yan on the other side had almost finished washing himself. As soon as he stepped out of the soup pool and was about to change his clothes, he faintly saw a figure sticking to the window. His heart tightened and he asked sharply: "Who is outside?"

    Nangong Jingnu suddenly became nervous and had a lot of thoughts in her heart. Thinking of the scene when she saw her off last time, she still felt heartbroken

    ¡°Besides, she didn¡¯t know whether Qi Yan was willing to come back, so she made this decision

    Qi Yan didn¡¯t hear the answer and became even more nervous.  He quickly put on clean inner clothes and asked again: "Who is outside?!"

    Nangong Jingnu then realized that she seemed to be playing the role of eavesdropping on the corner, and she took two steps back with embarrassment on her face: "It's me"

    Hearing Nangong Jingnu's voice, Qi Yan's heart froze. The change from great sadness to great joy broke Qi Yan's restraint all the time. He had many things to say to Nangong Jingnu This time, she  Don't want to miss it again.

    Seeing that Qi Yan was silent, Nangong Jingnu thought she had offended the other party. She sighed softly and said, "I didn't mean it I I'm going back first." She meant to go back to Qi Yan's dormitory to wait for her.

    Qi Yan thought that Nangong Jingnu was going back to her dormitory, so she quickly came to the door and pushed it open: "Wait!"

    Qi Yan rushed out of Tangquan Hall and strode to Nangong Jingnu, her chest heaving with her violent heartbeat.

    Nangong Jingnu looked at Qi Yan, her hair was disheveled and dripping with water from the ends, soaking the fabric on her shoulders. She came out in such a hurry and her feet were bare. The knickers on her chest were loose, revealing the hideous burns and glaring burns on her chest.  Whip marks.

    Nangong Jingnu: "You"

    Qi Yan grabbed Nangong Jingnu's arm, her eyes a little hot: "I have a lot to say to you, don't leave."

    "That sentence made Nangong Jingnu's eyes turn red. She lowered her eyes and said softly: "Look at you, you don't even have any shoes on."

    Qi Yan: "Your Majesty"

    Nangong Jingnu: "I won't leave, how about I just wait for you here?"

    Qi Yan then let go of his hand. Perhaps because he had just taken a bath, a flush appeared on his originally sickly pale cheeks: "Your Majesty, please wait a moment."

    Qi Yan turned around and returned to Tangquan Palace. She stepped across the threshold without forgetting to hold on to the door frame and glanced back. When Nangong Jingnu saw her, her heart was filled with a strange feeling, swollen, satisfied and at ease.

    Just a few days ago, Nangong Jingnu couldn't sleep at night for several days, thinking about what she would do if this "escape" was a trap set by Qi Yan and Jiya.

    This anxiety was diluted as Qi Yan rushed towards her with bare feet, and disappeared without a trace as she looked back with nostalgia like a child.

    The door of Tangquan Palace was closed, and Nangong Jingnu's thoughts stopped abruptly. She controlled herself not to think about it anymore. She was afraid that she would think of bad things The knot that had finally been loosened, tonight  Let yourself be willful for once.

    When she decided to take Qi Yan back, Nangong Jingnu had already made up her mind not to enter the imperial mausoleum after her death. An unfilial daughter was not qualified to enter the Nangong family's imperial mausoleum.

    Qi Yan put on her clothes and shoes and walked out again. Nangong Jingnu kept her promise and stood there without moving an inch.

    Qi Yan quickly came to Nangong Jingnu and called out: "Your Majesty."

    Nangong Jingnu took the initiative to hold Qi Yan's hand and said softly: "It's cold at night, let's go back and talk."

    Qi Yan returned to holding Nangong Jingnu¡¯s catkin, with a hint of caution in the appropriate strength. This long-lost warmth has been lost for too long, and she thought it would never be there again in this life.

    Qi Yan: "Okay"

    Half of the Ganquan Palace has become a forbidden area, empty and silent, but because of each other's company, they don't feel lonely.

    The hands with ten fingers intertwined, the shadows standing side by side, the same pace and the steady and steady heartbeat.

    Even the bright moon in the sky is no longer lonely because of the support of clouds

    The tragedy of Jingwei is simply indescribable.?There is time to screen carefully.  The three of them are the top servants of the inner court. If they have different intentions, the consequences will be disastrous. I originally thought I would rather kill them by mistake than release them by mistake, but I think of them especially Qiu Ju and Xia He, who have been with His Majesty for many years and kept them.  A life.  It's just that the inner courtcan't keep them anymore.  I didn't tell His Majesty before because I was worried that His Majesty would miss their old relationship and want to get them back. If he made a mistake, His Majesty would think that they were dead, and he would give up this thought.  "

    After hearing this, Nangong Jingnu bit Qi Yan on the shoulder and said angrily: "Are you so cruel? Would you rather let me keep misunderstanding like this than say anything?"

    Qi Yan slowly opened her eyes, looked at Nangong Jingnu and said solemnly: "If I can protect your majesty from danger it will be worth suffering some grievances. Besides, I know my own weight to some extent and know that your majesty will definitely complain.  I¡¯ll be with you for a while, but I will never let me pay for the lives of the three of them.¡±

    The second half was more like Qi Yan's witticisms to relieve the heavy burden, but Nangong Jingnu was still filled with emotion. She pursed her lips and asked, "Then why are you willing to say it now?" In fact, she already had it in her heart.  The answer, but she still wanted to hear Qi Yan say it herself. This man's love was too deep, so deep that even she, the person involved, had to be late to realize it. She wanted to hear Qi Yan's heartfelt voice, even once.

    Sure enough, after Nangong Jingnu asked, Qi Yan fell silent, her expression a little unnatural, as if she was not used to revealing her feelings.

    Nangong Jingnu stopped complying and tightened her arms around Qi Yan¡¯s waist: ¡°Just tell me.¡±

    Qi Yan: " I feel that Your Majesty has grown a lot over the past year and is already a qualified emperor. Even if I tell Your Majesty, Your Majesty will not take them back rashly, so I said  ¡­¡±

    Nangong Jingnu: "What else?"

    Qi Yan: "No more."

    Nangong Jingnu put her fingertips on Qi Yan's heart and said quietly: "As I said last night, this heart is with me. Do you want to regret it?"

    Qi Yan: "Absolutely not!"

    Nangong Jingnu: "You are always like this, hiding everything so deeply and you also make me miss a lot. Since you say that I have grown up, you should also understand that half the truth cannot send me away."

    Qi Yan: "Your Majesty"

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    This time it was Qi Yan who was defeated. She pondered for a moment and replied softly: "Well I want to have a good relationship with Your Majesty. I know that I have done many things that have hurt Your Majesty, and I also know that I am not qualified to let Your Majesty and I  Start over, but I must try my best to make up for one or two, not trying to offset each other, but just trying to win a place by His Majesty's side."

    Nangong Jingnu¡¯s eyes turned red, and she asked in a low voice: ¡°What if I can¡¯t let go of it in this life?¡±

    Qi Yan: "Then I will stay with His Majesty until that moment, and then pray to meet Your Majesty again in the next life."

    Nangong Jingnu cried, partly because of Qi Yan's confession, and partly because of her deep guilt for her father.

    This guilt comes from wavering. If there is no wavering, how can you feel guilty?

    Nangong Jingnu understood but didn¡¯t want to admit it, Qi Yan understood but didn¡¯t point it out.

    If Nangong Jingnu really still regards herself as the enemy who killed her father, how could she do such a thing with her father-killer during the national mourning period?

    Qi Yan gently wiped away Nangong Jingnu¡¯s tears. She knew that as long as she existed in the other person¡¯s life, it would be an embarrassment to her, but wasn¡¯t she selfishly clinging to her?

    Qi Yan, who has always been quick in thinking, doesn't know what to say anymore. He just thinks it's his shameless greed, and he won't let it go.

    Only silently, he held Nangong Jingnu tightly in his arms.

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