If this whole building surprised Zhao Qingqian, then these exquisite painted porcelain, landscape calligraphy and paintings in the house taught her to be surprised that she couldn't say half a sentence for a long time, not to mention the light and elegant gauze curtain in front of the crescent window, the silky transparent and light water satin, suddenly swept into her heart like a tide.

"The house is ready-made, but the decoration in it has been painstakingly furnished for you." He kissed her cheek, a shadow passing across his eyes.

He regarded Zhao Shuying as Mu Lan, and Mu Lan was Han and from the Central Plains, so everything he had was arranged according to the Central Plains. But how many years ago was that, and Mulan had already married Huo Quai, right?

"Why?"

She muttered softly, her pale pink cheeks suddenly flushed red, and her misty eyes were covered with a layer of mist. She wondered if she was awake dreaming. She still couldn't believe that this beautiful building was built for her.

He didn't answer her question, only asked her, "Do you like this house?" ”

Zhao Qingqian choked up, unable to speak, and could only order himself to nod, "But I thought I would live in the apse of the palace." ”

"I did arrange for you to stay there, yes." He chuckled and lowered his tone a little, "However, in order to prevent Chang Hao from finding you again, I have to hide you!" ”

His words that seemed to be true or false made her blush again, "Don't talk nonsense! She hung her head and muttered softly.

"Haven't told me yet, do you like this house?" He asked.

"Hmm." She confessed that the house was truly beautiful, no less than her abode in the Elite Country.

"Have a cup of tea!" He poured a cup of tea from the table, "But there are only tea bricks, after boiling, add a few spoonfuls and a little salt, and then strain out the tea stalks and tea leaves to become milk tea." Naturally, I didn't pay much attention to that thing, and we in Wusun Kingdom have never drunk clear tea, but I asked someone to bring some for you from the Central Plains, which is enough for you to drink for more than half a year. ”

Zhao Qingqian took the tea and sniffed the first brew of tea fragrance from the hot tea bowl, which was the best tender tea pinched out by Ye Jian'er, and the strong aroma made her life-threatening headache suddenly alleviate a lot.

Obviously, he ordered someone to brew new tea at any time, brew it and prepare it, and when she returned to the room, she could drink the tea with just the right shade. But why did he treat himself so carefully?

"Is this tea okay?" He asked with a smile.

"Good."

"Either well, it's good, do you have anything else to say?" He teased her.

"What do you want me to say?" Raising her little face to look at him, she asked seriously.

"Say that you are still jealous, will you misunderstand me by listening to others!" He laughs.

Zhao Qing blushed lightly and argued childishly: "I'm not jealous!" ”

"Really?" Nangong Yun stared at her red face with a smile, "So who was holding a strained face just now, crying and saying that he was going to drive me away?" ”

"I—" she was looking for an excuse to prevaricate, "I thought you, I really thought..."

As she spoke, her eyes were inexplicably filled with tears. If it was true that he had just admitted that he had married Princess Ruilian, she would have thought that she would definitely die after leaving him. Because her heart hurts, hurts, it hurts so much that she can't stand it at all.

"Why do you think so?" He hugged her and put it to her ear.

"I thought it was true." She confessed, and the embankment in her heart had burst.

"So?" He induced her to continue.

"If that's true, I'll die."

"Why?" He pushed her away slightly, his shining eyes looking deep into her weak eyes.

"Because—" he cupped her face, his eyes staring at her and keeping her breathing, "because I... I care so much about you! ”

Finally hearing her admit the feelings in his heart, a strange starlight flashed under his deep eyes, and he suddenly clasped her little waist.

"Ahh Zhao Qingqian screamed in surprise because he suddenly hugged her on the desk.

"I want you right now!" He said suddenly.

Such a direct and undisguised request frightened Zhao Qingqian's mouth wide open, and he couldn't say half a sentence.

"Now?" Zhao Qingqian stared at him uneasily, infinite shyness on his puffy face.

"It's now!"

"But..."After all, he didn't go through personnel, thinking of what he was going to do to himself for a while, Zhao Qingqian suddenly flinched a little.

"You haven't explained why you went to see Chang Hao yet!" He then accuses her: "You actually went behind my back to steal a lover!" ”

"Chang Hao is not my lover." She blushed and discerned, forcing herself to try to concentrate and not be distracted by his presumptuousness.

"Give me a reason to believe in you."

"He wasn't, ah!"

She froze, a hard foreign object suddenly pressed against her leg, and a strange feeling scared her unable to move!

"I don't believe it unless..."

He stopped, with both hands, he pressed forward viciously and clasped her, and Zhao Qingqian almost lost his breath.

"Unless what?"

"Unless you become my real wife."

The room without lights was a little dark, Zhao Qingqian lifted the quilt, put on the clothes thrown at the head of the bed in the dark, and then got out of bed and pushed the door out.

"Princess, you're awake." Outside, a maid guarding the door bent down to say hello. When I heard that the girl spoke the exquisite Mandarin, although she was not very fluent, Zhao Qingqian felt very cordial.

"It's so dark in the house, can you light a lamp for me?" She asked politely, resting one hand behind her back and secretly rubbing her sore waist. As soon as she thought of Nangong Yun's agitated movements and posture this morning, she couldn't help but blush.

"Yes!"

After a while, a few lights were lit in the room.

"Princess, are you alright? Your face is so red! ”

"It's fine." In order to avoid this embarrassing topic, Zhao Qingqian asked the maid, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Yan Xi'er." The little girl replied.

Zhao Qingqian nodded, lowered his face and asked shyly, "Yan Xi'er, do you know where King Zhenxi went?" ”

"The master and the generals are talking about things in the council room."

"Do you want to talk about business at such a late hour?"

"It's usually like this, according to Asena, the master often stays up all night on business." After chatting with Zhao Qingqian, Yan Xi'er became more bold and talked more.

Asena? Zhao Qingqian's heart tightened, if Nangong Yun didn't sleep all night, then only Asena would stay by his side to serve.

"Did he say when he would be back?" She tried to ask again.

"I haven't heard of that." Yan Xi replied.

"I see." Zhao Qingqian nodded and suddenly thought of something, so he asked Yan Xi'er: "Do you know where the council hall is?" ”

"Yes!"

"Will you take me there?"

"Well." Yan Xi'er hesitated.

"What's wrong?"

"The master has instructed you to stay in the room and wait for him when you wake up." It turns out that Yan Xi'er is worried about this!

"I'm going to see him, don't worry." She smiled, and a hint of sweetness welled up in her heart. He must not be worried about her, worried that she would go to Chang Hao again, so he asked Yan Xi'er to watch her closely.

"That's right, then I'll take you to the master."

After Yan Xi'er agreed, she led Zhao Qingqian and went to the council hall to find Nangong Yun. Yan Xi'er led her to the council chamber and left.

Zhao Qingqian walked to the front of the hall by himself and vaguely heard the conversation coming from inside.

"It's impossible not to find someone, no matter how much time you spend, you must find Mu Lan until you can!"

Hearing the word "Mulan", Zhao Qingqian was stunned at the door of the room, unable to move his legs anymore.

"King Zhenxi, I have investigated this matter, and I heard that the people in Chang'an City said that it was indeed a Mulan girl. It is true that Miss Lan came to the desert, but she seems to have deliberately concealed her whereabouts, and disappeared as soon as she entered the desert. It was the voice of a strange man who replied.

"The only possibility that no one can be found is that she has changed her face and changed her identity!" Nangong Yun's tone was stern, "Tell the spies to thoroughly investigate all the Han people in the desert, no matter how Mu Lan's appearance changes, with her intelligence, she will be easily recognized!" ”

"Yes, Xia Guan understands."

As the conversation ended, the door to the council chamber was suddenly pushed open. As soon as he saw Zhao Qingqian standing at the door, the strange man who pushed the door out was stunned.

"What are you going to do?" As soon as he saw her, Nangong Yun frowned and asked.

"I..."

"You go out first." Staring at the little man who was hesitating at the door, Nangong Yun made a look.

"Yes!" The general hurried away.

"How long have you been standing outside eavesdropping?" When the strange man was gone, he asked.

"I didn't mean to, I just heard you mention a name called Mulan."

"So what?" He interrupted her coldly.

"Why are you looking for Mulan?" She asked him, but was afraid of the answer he would say. What Chang Hao said is true, the person who is truly loved in Nangong Yun's heart is not the eldest sister, let alone her, but Mu Lan of the Han Dynasty.

"There are some things that have to be figured out, and questions must be asked." Nangong Yun said expressionlessly.

Figuring it out? Ask understand?

"Aren't you still dead?"

Nangong Yun sank his face, "It's none of your business!" ”

"You said this morning that I was your wife, why do you say it's none of my business now?" Zhao Qing was cheeky and asked without giving up.

"Are you sure that my wife's rights are big enough to question my words and deeds?" His tone was mocking.

Provoked by his words, Zhao Qingqian rushed out without thinking, "Everyone knows that you love Mulan!" Even if Yuexi no longer exists, you have never forgotten her! ”

Nangong Yun narrowed his eyes, his expression changed from impatience to coldness, "Since everyone knows, then you'd better figure it out, don't think that you have the right to mind my business if you have slept with me!" "Hurtful words are as cold as ice beads.

Zhao Qingqian's serious little face turned pale for a moment, "I don't want to care about you, I just... It's just—" she didn't understand herself, "I'm your wife!" She muttered to herself, hesitant and helpless.

"I didn't want you to be my wife!" Nangong Yun said briskly.