Chapter 587 Trapped in the Deep Palace

She didn't let people spread this matter, and no one knew that in fact, she knew about Ning Xiyue's existence many years ago, but even if the group of people in the Xue Mansion were constantly looking outside, in order not to disturb the stable life of the Xue Gong couple, she didn't mention a word.

Even if she sat alone by the windowsill at night and wept in the wind, she did not betray her daughter, and now her granddaughter is sitting next to her, and this stubborn character is also like her daughter back then.

Ning Xiyue's face was full of respect, she lowered her head and didn't speak, but Nalan Mingyue pulled her sleeve and wanted to go out to play.

"Imperial grandmother, Mingyue is bored, borrow Sister Xiyue from the imperial grandmother to go out to play, the imperial grandmother has no opinion!" Nalan Mingyue pulled Ning Xiyue's sleeve, but she said coquettishly to Gu Yaxuan.

Gu Yaxuan didn't speak, but her face was a little gloomy, but she didn't let Ning Xiyue and the two of them see it, and gently pinched the teacup and used her sleeve to hide the displeasure that quickly flashed in her eyes.

Ning Xiyue didn't hear Gu Yaxuan's voice, and naturally knew that she had just been invited back from outside by the Queen Mother, so naturally it was impossible for her to agree to her running out so quickly.

She smiled slightly, and loosened the sleeves that Nalan Mingyue was pulling, "Mingyue, if you want to go to Cousin Qingyu, go there!" At this hour, he should be in the study of the Xue Mansion, and as for Xiyue, he stayed in the Shoukang Palace to accompany the imperial grandmother. ”

After speaking, she smiled slightly at Gu Yaxuan, who was a little surprised, and then bowed down, "Imperial grandmother, Xiyue sent Sister Mingyue out." ”

Gu Yaxuan still didn't speak, but the fingers holding the teacup were slightly stunned, raised her eyes and glanced at Ning Xiyue, and nodded slowly.

Ning Xiyue didn't speak, and went out with Nalan Mingyue.

"Queen Mother, aren't you afraid that this Zhaoyue County Lord will leave with Princess Mingyue?" An old lady looked at Ning Xiyue's departing back, frowning with some concern.

Gu Yaxuan put the teacup in her hand on the table, and her slightly old eyebrows hooked up a smile, "If the mourning family can't even tell whether she is going or not, then the mourning family is really old, and the child is smart, she will definitely come back." ”

She raised her head slightly and glanced at the hourglass next to her, at this time, she was afraid that it would be too late for Xiyue to rush over, and according to the nature of Xiyue's child, she would naturally not put Feng Huayin in danger, nor would she let her precious grandson become the laughing stock of others.

Sure enough, at this moment, Nalan Mingyue at the gate of the palace pulled Ning Xiyue's sleeve with a begging look, "Sister Xiyue, you can go with me!" If that Feng Huayin is really affectionate to you, he will definitely try his best to delay time. ”

Ning Xiyue smiled slightly, glanced at the sky with slightly vicissitudes of life, and slowly shook her head, "No need, the imperial grandmother will not allow such a thing to happen." ”

In fact, it's not just that Gu Yaxuan won't let such a thing happen, she knows that if she really goes today, the rumors that will spread tomorrow will not be just a little thing.

Right now, how many people's eyes are staring, including Nalan Shu, are looking at her attitude, of course, more of Nalan Shu's enemies.

Now, although there is a Nalan Che who has been solved, there is also a Nalan Han behind her back, and she doesn't think that Nalan Han will not covet that extremely tempting throne.

Thinking like this, no matter how anxious she was, she could only suppress that matter, although Nalan Shu's meticulous work was dangerous by Feng Huayin's side, but it would not happen for a while.

Nalan Mingyue was slightly stunned, and saw from a distance that Gu Yaxuan's cronies came not far away, and hurriedly shrank her body, and the hand that was pulling Ning Xiyue's sleeve also loosened a little.

"Mingyue, you leave first! If you really see the Eighth Prince of Fuchen, you should tell him to be careful of one of the people in the accompanying party, but you must not tell others about this matter. Ning Xiyue frowned softly and said fatly in Nalan Mingyue.

Nalan Mingyue thought about it for a while, and quickly nodded, she knew that Ning Xiyue handed over such an important matter to herself, which was a trust in her, although she let herself run errands, but she was still very happy in her heart, so she pulled a personal palace maid beside her and quickly ran in the direction of the outside of the palace.

Ning Xiyue didn't say anything, watched the back leave, then glanced at the vast Shoukang Palace, turned around and walked in the direction of Gu Yaxuan.

A grandmother next to her saw it in her eyes, and she felt a little distressed in her heart, she followed behind Ning Xiyue, not knowing that Ning Xiyue was already in tears at this time.

A slight breeze blew her hair up, and the plain one swayed slightly in the wind, like a fairy concubine, but the figure looked extremely lonely.

At this moment, Ning Xiyue had no way to describe her mood, it seemed as if a big stone was pressing on her head, and even the silk handkerchief in her hand was ravaged.

She bit her lips, her eyes already red, and looked up at the sky slightly, forcing the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes.

"County Lord, it's not good for the slave and maid to intervene in these things, if the county lord really can't let go, you go back first, and the slave and maid will explain a thing or two for the county lord." An old woman next to her looked at Ning Xiyue's forbearance, entangled but still stepped forward to persuade her.

"Don't get in the way, after the county has seen the imperial grandmother, let's go back to Zhaoyue Palace!" Ning Xiyue knew what the old lady meant, Gu Yaxuan had been in the harem for so many years, naturally nothing could escape her eyes, and she didn't need to stay in Shoukang Palace to know what she was doing anytime and anywhere.

It's just that, even so, Ning Xiyue doesn't want Gu Yaxuan to feel that she is retreating, she is the eighth prince of Feng Huayin, and she will not retreat easily in the face of anything, even if Ning Jiahe puts the knife on her neck.

She silently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes without speaking, and then walked up to Gu Yaxuan with a bitter smile.

"Imperial Grandmother, Xiyue is here." Ning Xiyue forced a smile behind Gu Yaxuan and rubbed her shoulders and back, Gu Yaxuan didn't refuse, just lowered her head and drank tea.

After half a moment, Gu Yaxuan raised her eyes, stretched out her right hand and pulled Ning Xiyue's hand in the palm of her hand, "Xiyue, you child is the favorite of the mourning family, even Nalan Mingyue didn't have such a favor from the mourning family at the beginning, you don't want to live up to the mourning family!" ”

Ning Xiyue was slightly stunned, raised her eyes, and looked at Gu Yaxuan with a little puzzlement, but she didn't say anything, just put her other hand on Gu Yaxuan's hand, pulled out a smile and said, "Thank you for the cultivation of the imperial grandmother, Xiyue will definitely not disappoint the imperial grandmother." ”

"Come on, with your words, the imperial grandmother will be happy, today you are in a bad mood, go back and rest first, if you want to go out of the palace to mourn the family, you will not be stopped."

Gu Yaxuan knew this hour, and Fuchen's team was afraid that they had already left, even if Ning Xiyue chased after her, it would definitely be too late.