Huang Yan was slightly stunned and didn't seem to have digested what she said, and then laughed heartily, his eyes full of joy: "Ning'er, you...... Did you really let people throw it out?"

"Yes, it's rude, and it's the most annoying. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Huang Yan lowered his eyes and said briskly: "It is very much in line with me." ”

An Ning glanced at him and said angrily: "That woman is not very good, but Ah Yan, you can't kill them all, right?"

Huang Yan's face changed abruptly, her eyes locked tightly, and she asked with difficulty, "Are you asking me to find a woman?"

"What are you doing so casually?" An Ning reluctantly stepped forward and rubbed the top of his hair, secretly surprised that he needed to stand on tiptoe with difficulty, and smiled, "Ah Yan, you have grown taller again." ”

Huang Yan pursed her lips, stepped forward to hug her, and a warm breath sprayed on the side of her neck: "Ning'er, I don't want other women...... Don't let me look for it, don't let me find another woman, okay?"

“…… Ah Yan, you are now fourteen, and you should have a woman by your side to take care of you. ”

"No, I don't need others to take care of me, I can take care of myself!" he said stubbornly, "Ning'er, I only need to have you......"

"Ah Yan, you should know, I can't be with you for the rest of my life. An Ning patiently persuaded, felt his body freeze, and then a hoarse voice came into his ears: "Why not?"

"Ah Yan ......"

"Enough. Huang Yan let go of her abruptly and said calmly, "I won't look for other women, Ning'er, don't persuade me anymore, you came to me today and have other things, right?"

An Ning nodded stunnedly: "Yes, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

Huang Yan trembled and looked at her, but found that she was just smiling lightly: "You...... You're going again?"

"Well, you can attend the Mid-Autumn Festival feast in the palace on my behalf. ”

"Can't you not go?" Huang Yan muttered, his eyebrows overflowing with distress.

"I'm just talking to my mother and brother, only once a year. ”

"But you almost died every time!" he said, gritting his teeth, "Do you know how many people worried about you at that time? Do you know how scared I was at that time? Do you know ......?"

"Ah Yan. An Ning hugged him apologetically, "I'm sorry, you just thought I was here to make a wish, okay?"

Huang Yan hugged her tightly and held back the tears in his eyes: "Okay, once something happens to you, I won't allow you to go again." He said it very ruthlessly, but An Ning knew that he was uneasy, and the child was afraid of losing herself, so she didn't refute it anymore.

The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in the evening of the next day, Huang Yan went to the banquet alone, and hundreds of officials at the banquet brought their families to the banquet, except for the Qingning county lord, but the people present knew that the Qingning county lord never participated in the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in the palace, and no one could find her on this day, but she would appear in front of everyone a few days later, so everyone was not surprised, but they would feel more or less sorry for the woman in their hearts.

Huang Ting looked at Huang Yan, who was expressionless and tasting wine beside him, and asked lightly: "She went to worship again?" Huang Yan answered in a low voice and drank to himself, Huang Ting's eyes sank and he didn't say anything more, her body was not good, mostly accumulated in the war, at this time of year he was afraid that she would be too sad and her body would collapse, but he couldn't do anything except worry about him.

On the other side, An Ning came to the bamboo forest as usual, there is a mountain in the depths of the bamboo forest, and the top of the mountain is the grave of her mother and brother, she quietly looked at the two tombstones, and tears couldn't help falling, and she hurriedly put the fruits and other sacrifices in her hands one by one, lit incense and candles, and burned paper money into the brazier little by little. "Mother, brother, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival again, are you okay there?" An Ning raised her hand and stroked the tombstone in front of her, and smiled, "Ning'er has recently become the prime minister, and she is the only female prime minister, isn't it very majestic......?"

"Mother, why did you leave me so early? Fifteen-year-old Ji Lu is blue hair pulled for me, I think it's you......" The voice gradually whimpered, choked up, "And brother, big liar! I said that I would always be with me...... Brother, I don't seem to be able to laugh anymore with that kind of laugh you said, what should I do? Will you be disappointed?"

"There have really been too many things happening recently, the imperial kingdom has changed hands, I was made a woman, and someone in the country of Feng is plotting to harm me and intersect with those five people...... I seemed to be pushed to the forefront for a while, and if I wasn't careful, I would fall to pieces. I'm really tired, I don't want to do anything like the lord of Qingning, the prime minister of a country, I just want to retreat to the mountains and forests and live a peaceful and peaceful life, you tell me what I should do, okay?"

What responded to her was silence, so desolate, that An Ning couldn't help but lie down in front of the tombstone and hide her face and cry bitterly, as if she wanted to cry out the previous pressure, powerlessness and sadness. She has never been an omnipotent god, but she can disguise herself as an invulnerable person after experiencing great sorrow and pain, no one knows that she is actually very timid, and she will also be afraid of unknown dangers, but she can't vent with the world so she has to try her best to cover it up, and become the emperor who has never been calm and confident to outsiders, and is not so surprised that she herself is also unfamiliar.

"Mother, brother, why am I called An Ning but not An Ning?" a weak murmur melted into the air, giving birth to a faint coolness.

When the imperial court hurried to arrive, he saw the woman lying next to the stone tablet, as if she was fainting and sleeping, and his delicate and thin body made his heart tighten, and he hurriedly stepped forward to take her into his arms, and there were still undried tears on her face. He lovingly brushed the hair from her cheeks and whispered, "Tranquility, tranquility?" and the gentle and loving call was like the best voice in this desolate place.

"Huh?" An Ning woke up faintly, looking at the gentle man with some uncertainty, "Imperial Court?"

"It's me. He seemed relieved and whispered, "You fell here, I thought something had happened to you." ”

"When I was tired, I fell asleep. An Ning smiled weakly.

The sourness in his heart came up again, took off the cloak on his body and covered her, picked her up horizontally and walked down the mountain step by step, and said gently: "Then you sleep again, I will send you home." ”

An Ning smiled lightly and whispered in his arms with peace of mind: "Is it your turn to send me back this year?"

"Who was it in the past?"

"It's all those brothers. With a faint smile, especially Qingzhi, those guys saw their miserable appearance for the first time, and they actually cried worse than women.

Huang Ting smiled and said, "Didn't Huang Yan have it?"

"I won't let him step into here, if he is, maybe he will rush out halfway and take me away, then there will be no point?"

"But how can your body withstand torturing yourself like this?"

"It's good not to die. The imperial court tightened his arms slightly, and there was a deep pain hidden in the depths of his dark eyes. An Ning leaned weakly in his arms, and the tip of his nose lingered with his breath, not like Ling Xiao's coldness, not like the evil charm of Nan Jiu's breath. The body of the imperial court was as warm and fresh as himself, and the corners of his lips were raised at the moment and he whispered: "The breeze and the moon are like the imperial court, but they are from the emperor's family; ”

The imperial court, which was originally walking, immediately froze in place when he heard this, and his hands trembled involuntarily: "An... Tranquility?"

"Imperial Court, your life is not easy, it's hard for you. An Ning closed her eyes slightly and sighed softly.

Where...... He pursed his lower lip and lowered his eyes and smiled softly at her: "An Ning, these four sentences from you are enough." An Ning smiled sourly and then fell asleep sleepily, so the tears in his eyes slipped down the corners of his eyes and dripped on her plain white clothes, and the royal court lowered his head and smiled softly and murmured: "It turns out ...... The only person who really understands me is you, only you...... Enough is enough, enough is really enough......"

He hated the emperor's family by nature, hated deceit, intrigues, and sneered at his brothers for a throne that was unbearable. He never disdains the position of king side by side, what he wants is a happy life, a clear breeze and a bright moon, a simple bamboo house, the love of his life, three or five friends, poems for each other, tea for games, and talk about life and world affairs. It's a pity that he was born in a royal family and was born with a noble status, and everything he fantasized about was destined to be a bubble, but no one knew that the gentle and polite Sixth Prince hated all this so much, fortunately... Fortunately, there is still her, and she understands, but he is also satisfied with this person.