Nangong Hou was lying on the sickbed, describing himself as haggard, as if he had aged a lot all of a sudden, and when he saw Prince Rong, he barely opened his eyes and got up, Nangong Yu wanted to help him, but he was avoided.

Mrs. Nangong was puzzled, but she still hurried over to help Hou Ye get up.

"Father, it's time to drink the medicine." Nangong Yu was holding the decoction, but Nangong Hou pushed it away, he raised his eyes and glanced at Murong Bai, there were too many complicated emotions in his cloudy eyeballs, but at that moment Murong Bai completely understood.

"Father, bitter medicine, Yu'er serves you to use medicine."

"No need, you better go back to King Rong's Mansion, there are strategies for them, you don't have to worry about them."

"My brother is also seriously injured before recovering, and my mother is too hard to run such a big Hou Mansion alone, so Yu'er should stay."

"Yes," Mrs. Nangong also nodded, "Yu'er is also a filial piety, so let Yu'er stay." ”

"Not necessarily." Nangong Hou's voice was not loud, and he was even a little panting, but he revealed a majesty that could not be ignored.

Nangong Yu nodded silently, and several people around him naturally saw the clue, this Nangong Hou He had denied Nangong Yu's words like this, and he favored Nangong Yu unconditionally at almost any time.

Who doesn't know from Nangong Hou's Mansion that since Nangong Yu married to Prince Rong's Mansion, although Nangong Hou didn't say it on the surface, he always looked forward to Nangong Yu being able to return to the mansion for a while.

Even Nangong Yu's Qingyu Courtyard, Nangong Hou often goes over to take a look, but what's wrong today?

Mrs. Nangong didn't understand it at the moment, but she guessed that it should be because of Nangong Yu's current identity, or she didn't want her children to worry about her body.

It's just that Nangong Yu's eyes dimmed a little, and he silently got up and stood beside Prince Rong, just quietly watching others serve Nangong Hou with medicine, watching the imperial doctor take his pulse, and then didn't say a word.

After that, he returned home with Prince Rong, and he just tacitly asked more questions along the way.

This year's Jian'an seems to be coming earlier than in previous years, and it has rained for several days, the air is damp and cold, wrapped in gusts of cold wind into the sleeve.

Nangong Yu stood under the porch and admired the palace garden in the drizzle.

"The princess is the most afraid of the cold in the morning."

Nangong Yu turned his head violently, only to find that Prince Rong was already standing behind him at some point, and there seemed to be a bit of reminder in his eyes.

Nangong Yu bowed, "The prince has returned home." ”

"The princess's etiquette has become more and more thorough."

"Yes, it's just early winter, and it's not cold, not to mention that this kind of rainy weather has a unique charm to enjoy the scenery in the lotus pond."

"There are no flowers or plants in the lotus pond, what does the princess like?"

"Yes, of course, the hibiscus in the lotus pond is not only available in this season, but the ripples in the lotus pond are infinitely reverie."

"The princess invited me to come."

Nangong Yu followed Murong Bai to the study, and Murong Bai took out the jade and handed it to Nangong Yu.

"This is what the princess wanted me to hand over to the princess."

"What is this?" Nangong Yu took Jingzhi's box and was about to open it, but Murong Bai put his hand on Nangong Yu's hand, "Ai Concubine." ”

Nangong Yu raised his eyes, "Lord Wang, what's wrong with Lord Wang?" ”

"It's okay," Prince Rong let go of her, "this king still has some official business to take care of." ”

"The concubine retired."

Nangong Yu put the box in his sleeve and retreated, Murong Bai seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, as if he had done something wrong.

Nangong Yu returned to the bedroom and opened the box, she was stunned for a moment, although she was suspicious, she didn't expect that she had made such a big mistake.

The jade in the box seemed to be taunting her, mocking the half of the fake jade on her waist.

Nangong Yue had already found out, but she didn't expose it.

Although Murong Bai's temperament changed drastically, he didn't have much to do with her, but he still found out that she had a problem.

Now, Nangong Hou is seriously ill, judging from Nangong Hou's attitude towards him today, he must have also discovered that he is an impostor, so he ......

Nangong Yu collapsed on the bed all of a sudden, Peony knocked on the door at this moment and came in, and Nangong Yu hurriedly put away the half of the jade on his waist.

"Miss, isn't it time for dinner?"

"No need, go down."

"Miss is worried about Hou Ye's illness, but she also has to take care of herself." Peony stepped forward to comfort.

Nangong Yuse shrank for a moment, "You go down first, I want to be alone quietly." ”

"No."

After Peony left, Nangong Yu couldn't restrain herself anymore, tears burst out of her eyes, she had endured too much these days, playing Nangong Yu.

always plays her seriously, but she's not serious, and no one knows what she's enduring.

After crying for a long time, Nangong Yu wiped away her tears and put Yu Huang away, since everyone chose to hide it, she didn't want to destroy it, and her heart didn't want to leave.

Nangong Yue left Yu Huang to her, and Nangong Yu was not difficult to guess.

Nangong Hou lingered in illness for a long time and did not get better, and finally refused all the courtiers' visits, and concentrated on recuperating in the Hou Mansion, and finally even Nangong Yu's visit was closed, but he had a few private appointments with Murong Bai.

The emperor also thought about it for a long time when he received the news, and finally sent someone to find out if the two of them had any moves.

King Rong stood in front of the Nangong Marquis's couch, with no autumn waves on his face.

"Your Royal Highness King Rong, I think there are some things I still have to ask her."

"Father-in-law, I ......"

"I know what you just said is true, and I also believe that the old ghost is definitely not a good type, but since you are alive, then my feather ...... Ahem......"

King Rong poured a glass of water and handed it to the Marquis of Nangong.

"She's alive, she's alive and well." Murong Bai held Nangong Hou's old and trembling hand, and his eyes were a little more moved.

"But ......"

"Trust me."

Nangong Hou nodded weakly.

King Rong walked to the door and walked slowly, "I will still send someone to investigate, and ask the Hou Ye to cherish it more, so that there will be a future." ”

"Okay."

Nangong Hou Dingyan knocked on Murong Bai's resolute back, his eyes were a little more sharp, he was warm and affectionate to his children, but some people seemed to have forgotten that he was still the pillar of the Southern Dynasty, and the Marquis of Nangong who had killed decisively.

"Someone."

"What does Master Hou command?"

"Go and ask Princess Rong to come over."

"No."

"Jinchen ......"

Nangong Yu paused for a moment, thinking that it was King Rong's whispering in his sleep, but when she saw the corners of his eyes slipping, such a sad eyebrow, she reached out and wanted to touch it, but she still retracted.

Stretched out his hand to tidy up King Rong is quilt, and was caught all of a sudden, Nangong Yu stabilized King Rong's trembling hand, and slowly sorted out the quilt, he still couldn't put it down, it seems that the old ghost who is addictive also has a heart that can't be reached, a wry smile, it's just.

It's cold outside, it's already deep winter, it's the New Year in a few days, Nangong Yu's clothes are thin, and he doesn't even add a coat, even a strong person can't stand the wind and cold in the middle of the night, not to mention that Nangong Yu's body is already weak.

A few black shadows flashed, Nangong Yu didn't react, his hands had been subdued, and at the moment when the long sword pierced, he instantly blocked from the side, and for a while, it seemed like a sword light, Nangong Yu took the opportunity to escape and escape to the porch but bumped into a stiff arm.

"Your Highness."