Yan Qingge looked at Yan Xiuyu with tears in her veins, her eyes were full of inexplicable thoughts and endless words, but her mouth was unrelentingly scolding: "What are you doing in the palace behind my back?" Are you worthy of the three of us living outside the palace? You bad guy! Thin lovers! Get out, get out! ”

She said a series of words, quickly raised her hand and dipped it in the water marks of the teapot that was kicked over on the ground, and wrote a small word on the smooth floor: "Yan Wan'er is not my own child, Yuan Sheng is." ”

Yan Xiuyu's body was shocked!

In fact, Yan Qingge suddenly went crazy just now, and he saw that something was wrong.

Yan Qingge is not the kind of person who will shrew and scold the street because he is looking for another person, she will just walk away silently, and the two of them will not see each other.

He thought that Yan Qingge would take advantage of the fact that he would drive everyone out and talk to him, but he didn't expect that what she told him with words turned out to be such shocking news.

He looked at Yan Qingge's pale face, and felt a heart of pity, he was not there, how much she suffered outside the palace!

Yan Xiuyu is not a person who doesn't know the severity, he quickly pressed Yan Qingge's hand, dipped it in water, and wrote on the floor: "On the day of Your Majesty's sacrifice to the sky, he was besieged and killed by assassins, and I saw him die with my own eyes. I don't know who the one in the palace is, you should be careful. ”

Yan Xiuyu's news also suppressed Yan Qingge, and she almost didn't continue to scold in disguise. Yan Xiuyu hurriedly picked up the tone and said loudly: "I didn't betray you, I didn't!" ”

This is both a disguise and a truth.

Yan Qingge looked at him, nodded tearfully, and gently made a silent lip shape: I believe you.

The handwriting on the ground dried in an instant, and Yan Xiuyu held Yan Qingge's hand, feeling sour, satisfied, painful, and happy...... All kinds of flavors are mixed, filling his chest.

They all knew that this brief meeting would not know when it would be ruined.

Sure enough, the door was already beating outside at this time, and the eunuchs were driven out by Yan Qingge in a daze, and when they woke up, they immediately began to re-enter the house to monitor the husband and wife.

Yan Qingge and Yan Xiuyu quickly stood up, and before they entered the house, they put on a scene of husband and wife fighting, endlessly.

Pulling out the spring clothes in the package, Yan Qingge threw them on Yan Xiuyu, crying: "I'm still thinking about you!" ”

Yan Xiuyu looked at her affectionate eyes and knew what she really meant: I am thinking about you.

"Am I not thinking about you?" He replied with a roar. Yan Qingge looked into his eyes and knew that he was going to say: I miss you so much.

"You thought about me, let the two women get pregnant, and send them home! Ok, good, good! I'm telling you, both of them are dead, and none of the adults and children are saved! Yan Qingge scolded loudly.

Yan Xiuyu was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what Yan Qingge was talking about. Yan Qingge blinked, he was relieved, and a wave of anger rushed to his heart, this matter must be a good thing done by the prince.

The door was kicked open from the outside, and four tall eunuchs walked in, looking at the room with suspicious faces, and did not find anything abnormal, Yan Qingge and Yan Xiuyu looked like a couple who had quarreled, one was angry, and the other was even more angry.

"You say? Why don't you speak! Look, you're your child! You are not at home, I have a big belly alone, and I worked hard to give birth to him, but you did a good thing, the day after I gave birth, you sent two pregnant women back! What is this heart of yours made of? Yan Qingge threw the four small statues of Aman on Yan Xiuyu's face, whined and cried, and ran out.

Yan Xiuyu shouted: "Qingge! He wanted to chase after him, but he was stopped at the door by four eunuchs.

He watched in disappointment as Yan Qingge's back ran across the corridor, submerged into the white light in the courtyard, blocked by the grass and trees sprouting in spring, and was out of sight from afar, before he sat down on the floor in frustration.

He picked up the four small statues flying on the floor, and looked at them hungrily.

This is a boy, but he has a face very similar to Yan Qingge, there is him crying, there is him sleeping sweetly with his hands raised, and he is holding his little fist and laughing, revealing his teethless gums, with a small portrait of salivation, and the last one, it is the little boy who looks at the outside of the painting fixedly, as if he is looking at him.

Yan Xiuyu held the portrait, his eyes moist over and over again.

His fists clenched tighter and tighter under the wide sleeve robe, and for the first time in his life, he was so ruthless that he was so incapable! If he had been a little more capable, a little more powerful, or if he had simply not been so stupid at the beginning, but had retained some of the forces in the Northern Barbarians, would he not be so passive now.

Thinking of the other news that Yan Qingge told him, Yan Xiuyu's eyes slowly filled with a layer of bloodshots.

Many questions were easily solved, no wonder he intuitively didn't get close to Yan Wan'er, it turned out that Yan Wan'er was not his child at all.

The four eunuchs stared at Yan Xiuyu tightly, and they didn't let go of their eyes for a moment, for fear that Yan Xiuyu would burst out and hurt people.

Yan Xiuyu lowered his head, held the four portraits on the ground, and sat for almost four hours, like a wooden man, until the sky was completely dark, and then he slowly moved.

He folded the four portraits in a stumbling manner, put them in his arms, walked slowly towards the inner room, threw himself on the bed with a plop, and fell asleep, and the four eunuchs breathed a sigh of relief and lost their strength.

Others don't know, they stay by Yan Xiuyu's side day and night, of course they know how powerful Yan Xiuyu is, if he really goes crazy, the four of them will definitely not be able to control him, although they can be sure that in the end, Yan Xiuyu will definitely be subdued by the other guards of Chu Xiu Palace, but the damage he can cause is unimaginable.

After confirming that Yan Xiuyu was asleep, a eunuch quietly came to the outside of the prince's study. Zhu Liubao saw that it was him, nodded, let go of the door, and asked him to go in.

The study was brightly lit, and the prince was still reviewing the folds. Tao Yao, who had been waiting during the day, had retired, and only the prince was left in the house.

"The servant knocks on His Royal Highness the Prince." The eunuch knelt on the ground and did not dare to raise his head.

"Where's the stuff?" The prince asked.

"The portrait was placed on the chest by Lord Ning, and the minions couldn't get it." The eunuch replied softly, like a heartbeat drum.

The first few times Yan Qingge asked the eldest princess to enter the palace, every time she brought something, there would be a portrait of Aman, and these portraits were all detained by the prince in advance, and today was the first time Yan Xiuyu saw Aman's portrait.

The prince had already guessed that among the objects that Yan Qingge brought to Yan Xiuyu today, there would inevitably be a small statue of Aman, and he had already instructed these eunuchs in advance to bring the portrait to him.

"Here you go." The prince sneered, his voice full of mockery of his incompetence, and he threw a small box from the table and threw it at the eunuch's feet: "Bring me the portrait in a moment." ”

The eunuch gently held the box in his arms, kowtowed all the way, knelt and withdrew, and only dared to open the box when he got outside, only to see that there was a thick short incense inside, exuding a faint sweet smell.

Sweet dreams!

The eunuch's pupils shrank suddenly. Although the name of Sweet Dream Fragrance is good, the medicinal effect after ignition is very domineering, and if you use a little more, you will never wake up in your sleep.

And Yan Xiuyu's system is different from ordinary people, it is used less, when they take the portrait he puts on his chest, they will inevitably be discovered, and if they use it too much, in case Yan Xiuyu dies, it will not be fun.

The eunuch's forehead couldn't help but be covered with a layer of nervous sweat.

Outside the palace at this time, Yan Qingge had already returned to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Yanwang's Mansion.

She still didn't go to Fengzao Palace to visit Yuan Sheng today, God knows that after she ran out of Chuxiu Palace crying, she almost couldn't control her feet and went towards Fengzao Palace. But reason finally told her that now is not the time, and if she goes now, she will only startle the snake, so that the prince will be on guard, and it will be difficult to get the child back in the future.

What's more, Yan Xiuyu told her such an important news, she had to return to the Yanwang Mansion as soon as possible and tell the matter to the eldest princess of Roufu.

But what she never expected was that when the eldest princess of Roufu heard the news, her expression was quite calm, and Yan Qingge suddenly realized that the eldest princess of Roufu had already known.

Thinking of the time when they were boating on the Bahe River and salvaging Wei Qiao, the secret letter they got said that Wei Qiao held a big secret related to the overthrow of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the eight achievements were that the emperor had passed away.

The eldest princess of Roufu didn't say anything, but Yan Qingge knew that it was better to keep this secret.

She was now exhausted, leaning on the edge of the bed, gently reaching out to touch Aman's soft black hair, listening to his faint snort after falling asleep, so that her mind could be calmer.

Her eyes flashed with the Yan Xiuyu she had seen during the day.

He wore a simple plain linen robe that would never be worn at home, and he looked like a firewood collector in the mountains, he lost a lot of weight, and his face became much whiter, and the white ones were a little transparent, and she was so distressed to see it.

When he held his hand, he was trembling with excitement, and he didn't dare to use force, he looked at her like that, she felt distressed, and she wanted to throw herself into his arms and cry desperately, and never let go of him again.

But she can't, she can't do anything, someone will rush in at any moment outside the door.

She remembered the legend that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl could only see each other in the sky once a year, why didn't she step on the Magpie Bridge with him, and it was also a Magpie Bridge that would collapse at any time.

Thinking about it, her tears rolled down her cheeks and wet the clothes on her chest.

"Miss, don't be too sad, my uncle knows, it's time to feel distressed again." Xunshuang hurriedly took the handkerchief and wiped Yan Qingge's tears.

"Don't cry! Don't cry! He's fine, I don't cry anymore! Yan Qingge wiped his face with a handkerchief indiscriminately, his heart was bitter, but he pretended to have a smile on his face.

He knew such a big secret of the royal family, and he didn't know when it would be released. But as long as he is alive and well, no matter how much others divide them, as long as they trust each other and have a king's heart like a concubine's heart, there is still hope for everything, isn't it?

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(Tianjin)