Chapter 49: The Beginning of the Curtain 1
If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info and other idle changes but the old people's hearts, but the old heart people are changeable. Lishan rain is half a night, and the tears and rain rain are not complaining. How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day. -- "Mulan Words, Quasi-Ancient Decisive Words", Qing Nalan Rongruo.
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In the inner hall of the hall on the left, stepping on black dark pattern inlaid gold wire high official boots, wearing brown leather armor, black hair in a high bundle, holding his three-foot Qingfeng in his left hand that was unsheathed twice tonight and put into the sheath twice Mu Wen was full of frost, standing motionless behind the two silver carbon stoves in the center of the hall, his face was full of the breath of "no one should enter".
Wang Quan, who also stepped on black dark pattern inlaid gold silk high official boots, wore brown leather armor, and had high black hair, stood on the side of the golden silk nanmu couch placed against the wall, perhaps because of excessive hunger, it took a long time to use internal force when he was caught back by Mu Wen at night, and his physical strength was a little weak, Wang Quan's standing posture was quite lazy, and Wang Quan's big round eyes had narrowed into a slit at this time, and he looked quite drowsy.
In front of the golden silk nanmu low table on the golden silk nanmu couch, standing with a dignified but simple bun, a few silver hairpins on the bun, wearing a sky blue curved deep coat, although the face was slightly raised, but a pair of autumn eyes looked down at the dark ground under her feet, and her hands were folded against Yan Qingqiu in front of her abdomen.
As for the left side of the golden silk nanmu couch, Yan Ziming, who was wearing a brocade robe embroidered with spotted ink bamboo in moon-white, and rarely wore a black, gray, and white ink painting full-breasted skirt, and covered a thick purple thick cold sun on the outside of the chest-length skirt.
At this moment, Yan Ziming, who was sitting on the left side of the couch, was holding a stack of paper with ink characters in one hand and looking down at the words on the paper.
"Hmm...... This word is good, this good word is so good that it does not disgrace your reputation as a talented woman in Yan Kingdom. The words are also clearly organized, and everything is connected......" Turning the last page in his hand, Yan Ziming suddenly said as if talking to himself.
After saying in such a low voice, Yan Ziming handed the stack of paper with ink written on it in his hand to Leng Qing, who was sitting next to him, and at the same time, Yan Ziming raised his head, looked at Leng Qing, hooked his lips and smiled lightly: "This is the explanation given by this beautiful princess of Yan Guo why she eavesdropped outside the palace gate tonight, do you want to take a look?"
Hearing this, Leng Qing raised her eyes and looked at Yan Qingqiu, who was still standing in front of the golden silk nanmu low table after she finished writing.
Seeing that Yan Qingqiu was the same as before, she was looking at the ground with her eyes down, and her hands were folded and lightly pressed against her abdomen, Leng Qing sighed silently, but she didn't say anything, just lowered her eyes, silently took the stack of paper with ink written in ink handed to her by Yan Ziming, and flipped through it silently.
After a long time, Leng Qing flipped through the stack of papers to the last page, and finished reading the last ink character on the paper.
"Xin'er, do you believe what is written on this?" Leng Qing had just finished reading the stack of papers written by Yan Qingqiu, and Yan Ziming, who was sitting next to Leng Qing and leaning lazily on the low table of golden silk nanmu, asked Leng Qing with a smile on his lips.
Hearing this, Leng Qing, who pinched the stack of papers, met Yan Ziming's gaze with an inexplicable smile, nodded gently, and replied with a firm and powerful word: "Letter." ā
Although Leng Qing only answered Yan Ziming with one word, this firm and powerful word "letter" attracted Yan Qingqiu, who was standing aside and quietly looking at the ground, turned his gaze to Leng Qing, his eyes full of doubts.
Leng Qing, who was looking at Yan Ziming, felt Yan Qingqiu's gaze towards her, Leng Qing raised her eyes, and when she met Yan Qingqiu's eyes, Leng Qing pursed her lips and smiled at Yan Qingqiu like a big sister next door.
Seeing this, Yan Qingqiu felt the kindness coming from Leng Qing, and the doubts in Yan Qingqiu's autumn eyes were all relieved. At the same time, Yan Qingqiu also pursed her lips and smiled back with Leng Qing.
Looking at the smile on Yan Qingqiu's lips, the smile on Leng Qing's lips deepened a little.
The reason why Leng Qing chose to believe in Yan Qingqiu may be because the world often says that "eyes are the windows of the soul"!
Before, before Yan Qingqiu showed the things in her right hand that was clenched into a fist, Leng Qing had looked at Yan Qingqiu for a long time, and at that time, Leng Qing had already noticed that Yan Qingqiu's eyes were very clear, as clear as a young child who did not know the world, so clear that it seemed to reflect the dirtiness of people's hearts!
Leng Qing has always felt that people who can have such clear eyes will not lie.
Although there are no absolutes, in the face of such a pair of clear eyes, Leng Qing is willing to believe that the things that Yan Qingqiu wrote, and the reason why she would eavesdrop outside the palace gate, are true.
At this moment, Yan Ziming, who was sitting on the left side of the long couch and leaning lazily on the low table of golden silk nanmu, silently turned his gaze back and forth between Leng Qing and Yan Qingqiu.
Suddenly, I saw Yan Ziming shrug his shoulders, pouted, and said as if he was a little reluctant: "Since Xin'er said 'believe', then I have to believe her once!"
"Can you not say it so reluctantly, as if I was forcing you to believe it. Regarding Yan Ziming's remarks, Leng Qing squinted at Yan Ziming, and was very shameless and disgusted with Yan Ziming.
When Yan Ziming heard this, he just pursed his lips and smiled at Leng Qing, but he didn't refute Leng Qing.
After laughing, Yan Ziming turned his eyes and looked at Mu Wen standing behind the two hot silver charcoal stoves, Yan Ziming used his magnetic and somewhat lazy voice, and commanded lightly: "This is the end of tonight's affairs, Mu Wen, you send this beautiful princess of Yan back to the apse, take care of her in the past six days, don't let her have another chance to run out without permission." If she thinks about it and makes a decision, you can bring her to see me again. After a pause, Yan Ziming seemed to think for a moment, and Fang added: "Before that, it is strictly forbidden for any outsiders to contact her. ā
For all Yan Ziming's instructions, Mu Wen has never said anything, and this time it is the same-
After Yan Ziming finished giving this order, he saw that Mu Wen, whose face was like frost, held his three-foot Qingfeng and clenched his fists in the direction of Yan Ziming, bowed his head, and respectfully agreed: "Yes!
After that, Mu Wen put down his fist-clasped hands, raised his head, and strode towards Yan Qingqiu, who was standing in front of the golden silk nanmu low table.
However, after a while, Mu Wen stopped two steps away from Yan Qingqiu, and then raised his right hand and made a "please" gesture, and at the same time, Mu Wen said to Yan Qingqiu in his cold and undulating voice: "Your Royal Highness Princess, please!"
Yan Qingqiu knew that if she left with Muwen this time, if she didn't make her stand for a day, she would face the situation of being under house arrest in the apse for a day......
But even so, before following Mu Wen to leave, Yan Qingqiu still bowed very politely to Yan Ziming, who was sitting on the left side of the golden silk nanmu couch and leaning lazily on the golden silk nanmu low table, and Leng Qing, who was sitting upright.
Regarding Yan Qingqiu's courtesy, although Leng Qing, who was sitting on the left side of the couch, did not stand up to return the salute, she nodded towards Yan Qingqiu with a smile on her lips, and the meaning of appeasement was very obvious.
And Yan Ziming, who was sitting next to Leng Qing, completely ignored Yan Qingqiu's salute to him.
For Yan Ziming's ignorance, Yan Qingqiu didn't look annoyed, just pursed his lips and smiled coldly, and then followed Mu Wen towards the outer hall of the left hall with full steps.
At this time, after Mu Wen took Yan Qingqiu out of the left hall and closed the door of the left hall from the outside, Yan Zi Mingcai, who was sitting on the left side of the long couch and leaning lazily on the golden silk nanmu low table, squinted at Leng Qing sitting beside him, and said to Leng Qing with a smile: "Xin'er, you seem to like that Princess Haoyue of Yan Kingdom very much!"
When Leng Qing heard this, she shook her head slowly towards Yan Ziming, and then lowered her eyes to look at the stack of paper full of ink characters in her hand, Leng Qing replied indifferently: "I don't like it, I just feel very comfortable with the feeling she gave me." ā
Raising his eyes, he looked at Yan Ziming, who was sitting beside her, leaning lazily on the golden silk nanmu low table, looking at her with a smile on his lips, Leng Qing pursed his lips, and said with disdain: "She is also a woman who lives in this kind of dirty court, but she gives people a much better feeling than those concubines of your father." ā
That's a good point. Regarding Leng Qing's statement, Yan Ziming nodded deeply while responding.
In this way, Yan Ziming looked at Leng Qing with a smile, and said with a mocking tone: "But it's really rare, she and you are only meeting for the first time, and you have such high praise for winning Xin'er." ā
Chao Yan Ziming pursed his lips and smiled, and said lightly: "Praise is not counted, but she gives me a really good feeling." ā
"In that case, after six days, no matter what decision this Princess Haoyue of the Yan Kingdom makes, I will hand over her disposal to you. Whatever you want to do with her, it's up to you, how?!" Although Yan Ziming was not serious when he said this, he also looked serious, and the smile on his lips was slightly retracted, obviously this was not Yan Ziming joking.
"Is it true that no matter what decision she makes, she will be handed over to me to deal with?" Regarding Yan Ziming's words, Leng Qing asked Yan Ziming with such doubts.
Before Leng Qing's questioning voice dissipated, Yan Ziming suddenly sat up straight, put his beautiful face in front of Leng Qing's eyes, squinted and asked Leng Qing: "Xin'er, is this questioning me?"
Just asked such a rhetorical question, without waiting for Leng Qing to answer, but seeing Yan Ziming, he suddenly pursed his lips and smiled, leaned back to the golden silk nanmu low table, and said in a changed voice: "When did I, Yan Ziming, speak?"
Hearing this, Leng Qing groaned for a while before slowly spit out three words: "Let her go." After a pause, Leng Qing looked directly at Yan Ziming's narrow and seductive Danfeng eyes, and added in a soft tone: "She can't speak, even if she doesn't want to stand on the same side as you, the threat to you is not great." ā
At this time, Yan Ziming pursed his lips and smiled, nodded slightly, and replied softly: "Okay! You say let it go, I'll let it go." ā
"Master, this is a major matter related to your safety, how can you be so childish!" Regarding the conversation between Yan Ziming and Leng Qing, Wang Quan, who was standing on the side of the couch, couldn't listen to it, and before Yan Ziming's words came out, he was strongly opposed by Wang Quan.
His eyes calmly swept to Wang Quan, who was standing aside, and Yan Ziming said to Wang Quan in a calm tone: "Wang Quan, what I said, I don't want to repeat it. ā
In the face of Yan Ziming's insistence, although Wang Quan still had a look of disapproval on his face, Wang Quan could only bow his head, clasp his fists at Yan Ziming, and said in a respectful tone: "It's a small overstep, and I hope that the master will forgive the sin!"
Raising his hand and waving it gently, Yan Ziming said in a light tone: "As a punishment for last night's incident, this month's night will be handed over to you." Stand down!"
"Yes!master!" Unlike before, this time, in the face of Yan Ziming's punishment, Wang Quan responded to Yan Ziming very cleanly and respectfully, and then Wang Quan took a step and walked towards the outside of the hall on the left.
After Wang Quan left, Leng Qing, who was sitting on the left side of the couch with Yan Ziming, suddenly said to Yan Ziming: "The matter of Princess Haoyue is over here. I'm wondering now, are you sure you want to sleep in this left temple today?"
Yan Ziming, who was lazily reclining on the golden silk nanmu low table, nodded slightly when he heard this, and then replied affirmatively: "This is nature." Wang Quan and Mu Wen live in the right hall, I don't sleep in this left hall, where else can I sleep?"
When Leng Qing heard this, she replied without hesitation: "You can go to the apse......"
"Don't go!" Without waiting for Leng Qing to finish speaking, Yan Ziming refused without hesitation.
Frowning and looking at Yan Ziming, who was lazily reclining on the golden silk nanmu low table, Leng Qing couldn't help but sigh in a low voice, and said helplessly: "Yan Ziming, you are not a child, how can you be so childish?"
When Yan Zi heard this, he was still smiling, but that smile was ...... But it's a little ugly.
In the next moment, I saw Yan Ziming sitting upright, a pair of narrow and seductive Danfeng eyes looked at Leng Qing without blinking, his thin lips opened slightly, and his tone was a little weird: "Why am I childish? This time you asked me to let go of the princess of the Yan Kingdom, I listened to you and let her go." What's the matter, do you still want me to go and sleep with the princess of the Yan Kingdom?"
Hearing Yan Ziming's words, Leng Qing's brows frowned deeper and deeper.
What do you mean, "You still want me to go to sleep with the princess of the Yan Kingdom"? She just wants Yan Ziming to sleep in the apse, and she has no other intentions!
Although Yan Ziming in the apse had already given Yan Qingqiu a rest, didn't there also a long couch in the apse? And that couch was softer and better than the couch in the hall on the left side of hers!
Could it be that in Yan Ziming's opinion, when she asked Yan Ziming to sleep in the apse, she let Yan Ziming sleep with Yan Qingqiu? How could Yan Ziming misunderstand her words so much! )