135. 135: The Messenger of Linye (2)
"Sister Yutong, you're here."
Bai Hanxue's voice was a little weak, but she still listened to it gently. This is not the first time she has called Ning Yutong like this, and when she heard Bai Hanxue's words, Ning Yutong didn't make a sound, but slowly sat down in front of Bai Hanxue's bed, and her indifferent gaze fell on Bai Hanxue's face.
The two men looked at each other and fell silent.
The atmosphere in the room was a little delicate, and after a long time, Bai Hanxue staggered her gaze: "Sister Yutong's eyes are so sharp, people don't dare to look at them directly." β
"You did it on purpose?"
Ning Yutong asked in a deep voice, his eyes still staring at Bai Hanxue's face.
"Huh."
Bai Hanxue smiled sadly, and her stunning face was cold and poignant.
"Sister Yutong is asking for herself? Or do you want to ask for the prince? β
Bai Hanxue's eyes were gloomy, and she fell on Ning Yutong's face again: "This kid, I am ...... Hesitated, but I want this child, do you know? β
Speaking of this, Bai Hanxue's gaze changed: "The prince is very good to me, I want this child, this is my child and the prince's child, I think this is a gift from God, or God wants to tell me to cherish my current life." β
Speaking of this, Bai Hanxue's mood fluctuated: "Ning Yutong, did you say that God suddenly took back this child, is he punishing me?" Punish me for infidelity. β
"Princess, you're thinking too much."
Ning Yutong didn't care what Bai Hanxue called her, on the contrary, now she just wanted to comfort Bai Hanxue, because she could see that the current Bai Hanxue seemed to be on the verge of getting out of control.
Hearing Ning Yutong's words, Bai Hanxue didn't react, she seemed to be immersed in her own world, and she still muttered to herself in a daze: "Brother Jingzhi is dead, but I still think about him, even after marrying the prince, I still think about him." In this way, it is very unfair to the prince, isn't it? β
Bai Hanxue would not say these words to anyone, she had nowhere to confide, and Ning Yutong was the only person she confided in in this world.
Fair? What kind of fairness can there be in love?
Ning Yutong was a little distracted, and Bai Hanxue on the bed continued to whisper to herself: "Actually, the prince is very good to me, and I am also very moved, and I have always felt very guilty in my heart, so I ...... I really want this kid, I want to, I want to, you know? β
Very guilty......
Ning Yutong came back to his senses, and his heart was cold-
Bai Hanxue in his previous life, did he also feel so guilty?
So, is it true that the children in her previous life did not have because she was depressed?
Could it be such a coincidence, she can't keep Qin Jinlin's child for two lifetimes!
Ning Yutong suddenly didn't dare to think about it, a terrible conjecture lingered in her mind, lingering and lingering, but she didn't have the courage to think about it anymore......
Some truths are like healing wounds, which look intact on the outside, but are still bloodied on the inside......
Qin Jinlin, are you really, so scary?
Coming out of the Splendid Garden, Ning Yutong's face was not very good, and at the gate of the Splendid Garden, Ning Yutong met Bai Hanshu unexpectedly again.
Today, Bai Hanshu was obviously in an anxious mood, and when he saw Ning Yutong, he only nodded slightly, and Ning Yutong passed by him in a trance, wanting to say something, but he was still unable to sigh at the end.
On this day, Ning Yutong was very absent, Yan Huan didn't know what Bai Hanxue said to Ning Yutong, but Ning Yutong's whole soul was not guarded, and she still saw it in her eyes.
That night, Ning Yutong was awakened by nightmares again and again.
The past lives that she was determined to forget, and which she did not want to remember, were once again like nightmares, like shadows.
In the past life in the dream, the ruthlessness and cruelty were repeated again and again, which made her feel painful again and again.
Ning Yutong also fell ill, it was not a serious illness, but it just couldn't lift his spirits, Evian used tranquilizer grass to embroider a beautiful sachet for Ning Yutong, Ning Yutong naturally accepted it happily, and hung it on his body every day, the smell of tranquilizer grass was faint, and the smell made people inexplicably reassuring.
During these days, Yanwangfu was really happy and sad, one thing after another, with Bai Hanxue's miscarriage, Ning Yutong's illness, a few days later, Mrs. Li, who had always been very weak, also fell ill, and the illness was much more serious than Ning Yutong.
Gossip began to circulate in the palace again, it is said that the new Mrs. Xia is a broom star, since she entered the door, good things have become bad things, and good people have become sick people...... And no matter how the chickens and dogs jump in the Yanwang Mansion, the whole Kyoto is still calm and prosperous, and with the arrival of June, the Linye delegation finally entered the gate of the capital at noon on a sunny day......
It is reported that the envoy of the Linye mission is the six princes of the Linye royal family, and the young and handsome His Royal Highness the Six Princes was warmly welcomed as soon as he entered the city, and he attracted the eyes of countless girls in Kyoto.
The mission was arranged at the Xiangrui Post Station, which was not far from the Imperial City, which was the largest and best post station in the capital, and was specially used to receive foreign missions.
It's night, in the stationβ
"Kyoto is really a good place, well, there is a lot of wine, and there are more beautiful women."
Ye Zimo, who was dressed in a blue brocade robe, leaned in the bathtub, enjoying the massage of the beautiful maid while whispering comfortably.
Ye Zimo's face can be clearly seen in the rising mist, this young man is handsome and fair-skinned, with a trace of childishness on his face.
"Uncle Nie, let's go out for a walk in a while?"
Ye Zimo seemed to suddenly think of something, his eyes were shining, and he asked excitedly at a certain place in the room.
Around?
The man known as Uncle Nie was wearing a gray robe, and was sitting quietly in the northeast corner of the room, when he heard Ye Zimo's words, he slowly opened his eyes and smiled slightly: "You kid wants to be merry and happy, right?" No way. β
Not.
Ye Zimo immediately looked like an eggplant beaten by frost, and the whole person shrank into the bucket again.
In Linye Kyoto, Ye Zimo is not afraid of the earth, and sometimes he dares not to take Ye Chang'an's words to heart, but there is one person who is Ye Zimo's nemesis, and that person is Nie Yan.
Nie Yan was born in the Nie family, the first nobleman of Linye, and was the first military division under the throne of Prince Su, and the legend about Prince Su and Nie Yan has never been interrupted in Linye.
Although, many people rumored that Prince Su Ye Changxin was defeated in the battle for the heir and was executed by the current Majesty Ye Chang'an. But in response to this rumor, Ye Zimo could only smile-
Uncle Five Emperors is dead?
Don't be funny, he is the younger brother of his father, and he is darker than his father, even if his father dies, he can't die......
"Your Highness."
Nie Yan's voice sounded again, interrupting Ye Zimo's thoughts.
"Huh?"
Ye Zimo came back to his senses and glanced at Nie Yan a little listlessly: "What's the matter?" β
"I'm going to meet an old friend these days, when I'm not there, you be careful, and if you encounter anything, go to the fourth!"
"Ugh!"
Ye Zimo glared, looking at Nie Yan with fear and horror: "Uncle Nie, fourth brother, he is ...... I didn't bring him here. β
The fourth brother is the treasure of his father's heart, and Ye Zimo is not only afraid of Nie Yan, but also very scared of his fourth brother.
Fourth, His Highness......
Nie Yan's eyes flashed: "Okay, I know this matter in my heart, and I won't go to the imperial city to sue you for being black." β
As he spoke, Nie Yan closed his eyes again, leaned back on his seat and pretended to sleep, while Ye Zimo in the bathtub sighed, his eyes rolled, as if he had thought of something, and the expression on his face gradually became colorful......
Late at night, the side door of Xiangrui Station.
This remote side door was opened from the inside, the wooden door made a creaking sound, in this silent night it seemed a little abrupt, a slender and emaciated figure slowly walked out of the wooden door, under the night, the man's face was a little blurred, after going out of the door, he was very skillful to turn into the alley on the side, walking slowly on the silent and unmanned Beijing Street, not long after, he stopped, the whole person stood in front of a simple and atmospheric house.
Jing'an Hou Mansion.
In the dark night, the lantern at the gate of the Hou Mansion swayed in the wind, and the two guards at the door were fighting their spirits, looking at the sudden late-night visitor with dull eyes.
"I want to see your little marquis, this is a post."
A crisp male voice sounded, followed by a gilded greeting.
This midnight is not the time to meet guests and friends at all, but when he saw the familiar prayer post, the guard was stunned for a moment, but he still took the worship post and walked quickly towards the courtyard......
On the tenth day of the first month of June, His Majesty set up a banquet in the imperial city, and hundreds of officials enjoyed together, washing the dust for the Linye envoys.
Qin Jinlin took Qin Feiyang into the palace early in the morning, during this time, there were a lot of trivial matters in the Yan Palace, Bai Hanxue was recuperating, Mrs. Li had been bedridden, and Mrs. Xia, who had just entered the door, rarely went out for various reasons, so some miscellaneous things in the palace were all returned to Jinchun Garden and handled by Ning Yutong.
Ning Yutong didn't care too much about this, in her previous life, she had always been in charge of everything in Yanwang's Mansion, and now these trivial matters are really a piece of cake for her.
At noon, the sun was shining outside the window, the weather was a little stuffy, Ning Yutong was sitting in the room sorting out some of the last month's expenditure accounts, Yan Huan hurriedly walked into the room, came to Ning Yutong's side and whispered: "Master, the prince of Jing'an Hou is here, and he is asking to see him outside the hospital!" β
"Huh?"
Ning Yutong was stunned for a moment, Yang Rui is here?
I haven't seen this guy for a long time, and Yang Rui is a guy who has nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, and suddenly came to visit, I don't know what Lu Dao is for.
"Invite him in."
Ning Yutong put down the account in his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, and gently commanded.
Not long after, Yang Rui, who was dressed in a golden robe, walked into Jinchun Garden under the guidance of Yan Huan, and behind him was followed by a man in green clothes, who was dressed as a scribe, kept his head down, and couldn't see clearly.
"Shizi, what wind blew you here?" As soon as Yang Rui entered the door, he heard Ning Yutong's ridicule.
She sat on the main seat of the small hall, dressed in a crimson palace dress, bright and bright.
Yang Rui raised his eyes to Shangning Yutong's indifferent eyes, and a smile flashed across the corners of his mouth: "I heard that Concubine Jing is unwell, but I specially invited a famous doctor for you!" β
Doctor?
Ning Yutong smiled faintly, she was actually not sick at all, she was just in an irritable mood, and her irritability was probably unhealed by no one in this world!
Thinking of this, Ning Yutong blinked his eyes and fell behind Yang Rui, just a glance, Ning Yutong's eyes condensed in an instant......