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"Take care of the princess, leave everything to Weichen. 【Fengyun Reading Network. With that, he turned around and left, Xiao Xiao's figure was a little indifferent and lonely under the moonlight.

When I returned to the dormitory, I heard the sound of the child crying from a distance, and the nurse held Qing'er and coaxed her, but the child was still crying loudly, and his little face was red. In two days, he lost both parents one after another, and his mother was sent on the road by his own aunt. When this child grows up, if he knows all this, I don't know if he will hate her?

Nalan red leaves leaning under the long window to think alone, the moon is white and bright, like a jade plate, clear and bright, a piece of brightness.

Aunt Yun hugged Qing'er over, smiled cautiously and said, "Princess, the emperor smiled." ”

Nalan Hongye hugged the child, and sure enough, he saw him with black and white eyes, looking at her with dripping eyes, the corners of his mouth were torn apart, and he smiled very happily. The sorrow in her heart couldn't help but slowly dissipate, she picked up the child, looked at his familiar eyebrows, and suddenly remembered her brother.

When he was alive, she occasionally had resentment, hating God for giving him a man's body, but making him an idiot, who didn't understand hardship, didn't distinguish between affairs, and mistook Huai Song's century-old foundation. And she has no splendid talents, but she is a daughter, and she has been planning hard for many years, but she still has to be named a dictatorship of arbitrary power. However, it wasn't until he went that she realized that they were one, one with one loss, and the other with glory. Only when Hong Yu is here can she stabilize the Song Dynasty and support the lintel of the Nalan clan.

Fortunately, fortunately, there is Qing'er.

She lowered her head and looked at the infant child, and her eyes ached. Fortunately, there is still him, and now the Nalan clan is left with only their aunt and nephew.

"Princess, look how cute the little saint is!"

Aunt Yun smiled and touched the emperor's little face. Qing'er seemed to be happy, waving her white fat little hands, giggling, and looking at Nalan Hongye with dark eyes, as if she understood what she was thinking.

At this moment, only to hear a crisp bang, Nalan and Aunt Yun were taken aback, and they all looked back together, it was a palace maid who knocked over the teacup.

Aunt Yun said angrily: "Useless things! Shocked the emperor and princess, be careful with your life! ”

Nalan Hongye also frowned slightly, and gently patted Qing'er's swaddling clothes, for fear that he would be frightened. However, seeing that he was still smiling, he didn't seem to be scared at all.

Aunt Yun smiled and said, "Princess, you see how bold the little saint is, when he grows up, he must be a good emperor who is wise and martial." ”

Nalan Hongye also smiled slightly, but before the smile reached the bottom of his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and his face instantly turned pale.

When Aunt Yun saw it, she asked puzzledly, "Princess, what's wrong?" ”

Nalan Hongye's hands and feet were cold, and he comforted himself in his heart over and over again, but he still hurriedly sent the child to Aunt Yun's arms, and then stood aside and slapped him vigorously.

Syllable! A crisp sound sounded in the child's ears, but the child didn't realize it, stretched out his chubby little hand to grab the button on Aunt Yun's placket.

Nalan Hongye was in a hurry, and kept slapping his face, his eyes were red, and he shouted while patting: "Qing'er! Qing'er! Look over here, my aunt is here! ”

However, the child did not turn his head after all, he yawned sleepily, then leaned his head into Aunt Yun's arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Qing'er, don't sleep! Qing'er, my aunt is here! ”

"Princess!"

Aunt Yun was already in tears, knelt on the ground with a thud, and cried bitterly: "Don't scream, don't scream." ”

Nalan Hongye looked excited, grabbed Aunt Yun's shoulders, and shouted angrily, "What's the matter? What the hell is going on? ”

Aunt Yun's face was full of tears, and she cried: "When the child was just brought back, I saw it, and the imperial doctor in the queen's palace was heard, and he was tortured before he said it. It turned out that the queen had known about it for a long time, but she kept it a secret, she was afraid that once she said it, this child would not be able to be the prince. I have been treating it for the past year, but this disease is brought about by the mother's womb, and it can't be cured at all......"

For a while, Nalan Hongye only felt that the world was spinning, Qing'er was deaf, Qing'er was deaf! This fact completely crushed her, and many days of forbearance and grief rushed like a great flood. Her throat was sweet, and a stream of warm blood suddenly spurted out, all spilling on the placket of her clothes!

"Princess! Princess! Aunt Yun was shocked, and put down the emperor to help her.

Qing'er was suddenly put on the ground, opened her eyes and looked around suspiciously, and then began to cry loudly. The maids ran in together, the room was in chaos, and Aunt Yun shouted, "Pass the imperial doctor! Pass on the Imperial Doctor! ”

Nalan Hongye was groggy, and only one sentence echoed repeatedly in his mind: Heaven is clear, and retribution is unpleasant.

Yes, she killed Cui Wanru, but this queen also left her with a great disaster.

If she had known, she would not have worried about Hongyu's unwillingness, and would not have worried about whether the news would be revealed, she would have enriched the harem concubines for him and let him have more heirs, but now, everything is too late, everything is too late.

Her tears finally poured down, and she could no longer control it, and the corners of her mouth were red and she cried sadly: "Father, father, the sons deserve to die!" ”

When I woke up a few times, there were people around me, but Nalan Hongye kept his eyes closed. For the first time in five years, she was so willful, she wanted to sleep and didn't care about anything. The surroundings gradually quieted down, and a figure stood in front of her, not leaving for a long time.

When I opened my eyes, the moonlight had penetrated through the carved window and sprinkled on the desk. The sound of the Buddha in the Taimiao followed the cold wind, passed through the tall and heavy palace walls, and reached her ears, reminding her in this way that when it was now and what kind of place she was.

"The emperor's deafness, Weichen has already concealed it, except for the people in this palace, no one will know." Xuan Mo stood in front of the bed and whispered. His voice was very good, like a breeze blowing through the pipe, low and comfortable. The candle flame shone on his well-defined face, faintly revealing a faint edge.

"Before the emperor becomes an adult, we still have at least ten years to try to plan, although the emperor is deaf, but as long as he is fifteen years old and marries and gives birth to an heir, there is still hope for Huai Song. The princess is the pillar of the Great Song Dynasty, and if the princess falls, the emperor will inevitably be deposed. The royal family withered, outsiders took the opportunity to seize power, the Huai Song Dynasty was divided, the war was about to break out, the people were struggling to make a living, and the foundation laid by the ancestors would be destroyed in an instant. The princess has the ambition of warp and weft, and will never sit idly by and watch the fall of the Huai Song Dynasty and the destruction of the foundation. ”

Nalan Hongye raised his head and looked at this man who had grown up together since childhood, and suddenly felt a little sad in his heart.

Yes, what he said, why didn't she think of it? It's just that what a difficult road this is!

"Xuanmo, thank you."

She hadn't called him Xuan Mo for a long time, Xuan Mo was slightly stunned, a trace of emotion flashed in his eyes, but he still replied respectfully and politely: "This is a matter within the responsibility of Wei Chen." ”

Nalan Hongye sat up, coughed lightly twice, her face was as pale as paper, and she smiled slightly, "You are much more mature, and you already have the style of an uncle." ”

King An Ling is Xuan Mo's father, who was once a general under Nalan Lie, because he had saved Nalan Lie's life in the Southern Xinjiang Campaign, so he was given the surname Nalan and entered the royal genealogy.

Xuan Mo bowed and replied, "Thank you princess for the compliment." ”

"I heard that Yushu is pregnant, is it true?"

Xuan Mo's face froze for a moment, his brows tightened, and after a while, he said in a low voice, "Yes." ”

Nalan smiled: "Yushu has both ability and political integrity, you have to treat her well." ”

Xuan Mo's tone was quite stiff, and he said without joy or sorrow: "I also want to thank the princess for her marriage." ”

The main hall was empty, the sound of the Buddha was getting louder, and there was the crying spirit of the ministers, they looked at each other, but they suddenly didn't know what to say. Xuan Mo took out a letter from his arms, the letterhead was intact, and it had not been opened, and handed it to Nalan Hongye and said, "Yanbei has sent a letter." ”

Nalan Hongye's dead gray eyes suddenly flashed a glimmer of light, and he almost took it a little impatiently. Xuan Mo's eyes froze slightly, and his eyebrows frowned slightly, as if there was ice and snow that could not be dissolved. He quietly took a half step back and said softly, "Wechen retreats." ”

"Hmm." Nalan Hongye replied, although he was smiling, his voice was a little careless.

The long light is silent, and only a thin shadow can be illuminated.

When Aunt Yun came in, Nalan Red Leaves had already returned to normal. The imperial doctor asked for a pulse, and after drinking the medicine, the palace maids all withdrew. She sat in front of the bookcase, rubbing the small letter repeatedly, and the sorrow in her heart gradually rose, as if she didn't dare to open it. The candles crackled, there was silence between heaven and earth, and the room was burning with incense, and the fragrance was curling, like a cloud of green clouds. Brother Xuanmo, the war in Yanbei is over, and my brother is safe and sound, don't worry about it. This time, thanks to the virtuous brother running in the middle, he raised food, grass and military supplies, and used the strength of the other country to contain the Eastern Army of Great Xia. However, the battle of Xia Yan is now won or lost by two points, and there is no perfect certainty for the younger brother, so the virtuous brother must not protect Yanbei too much, in case someone above the court will attack you with this. The officialdom is dangerous, and the virtuous brother must be careful. If the virtuous brother is implicated because of the fault of the foolish brother, the death of the brother is not enough to forgive the regret in the heart.

On the day of the retreat of the Great Xia soldiers, it is the time of the brother's wedding, if the virtuous brother can come, the brother will be upside down to greet him, you and my brother have not seen each other for ten years, and my brother misses you very much. Tears, after all, fell drop by drop, dripping on the pure white paper, and the sorrow of the heart turned into these tears. She has endured it for too long, suppressed it for too long, and persisted for too long, and what is piled up in her heart is the exhaustion and desolation of crying blood, national and family affairs, and now, even more on his own words that he has long understood "The day of the retirement of the Great Xia soldiers is the time of my brother's wedding", the eyes are gradually blurred, and the wind and rain outside the window are bleak, as if her state of mind is white. She dipped in a thick ink and smiled bitterly:

"What is the ...... tonight?"

By the last few strokes, her handwriting was messy, and she fell asleep on the bookcase with tears in her eyes.

When Aunt Yun came in, she almost burst into tears, the princess had been in power for many years, and she had never had such a gaffe. helped her to bed to rest, and then returned to the bookcase, and saw that the reply letterhead had been written and sent to the prince of Yanbei, Aunt Yun was a little displeased. He did not look at the contents of the letter on the bookcase, folded it and put it in an envelope, sealed it with fire paint, and handed it to the palace maid, saying, "Send it to the Xuanwang Mansion and let him send it out according to the old rules." ”

"The slave obeys."

It was rainy, the night was dark, and a black eagle flew up from the Xuanwang Mansion and headed towards the northwest, hurrying away. When Yan Xun received Nalan Hongye's letter, it was the day before leaving, Feng Zhi stood aside, saw Yan Xun frowning and looking at it for a long time, suddenly smiled, and said: "I don't know if he copied whose woman's boudoir complaint, and he actually sent it to me in a daze." ”

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