Since Xiao Tianqing left the palace, Southern Emperor Xiao Tianning has maintained a posture and has not moved for a long time.

"Lord, it's time for lunch." His personal eunuch reminded him beside him.

Nandi suddenly came back to his senses from his daze, glanced at the little eunuch beside him, shook his head, and said in a somewhat helpless tone, "Take it down, Benjun has no appetite." ”

After saying that, he waved his hand. Seeing this, the little eunuch couldn't say anything, after all, the person in front of him was the emperor, and it was not his turn to point fingers, so he had to retreat with the plate. The contents of the plate have not moved at all, how they were brought up in the first place, and how they are now sent back.

Nandi gently took the inkstone on the table, rolled up the sleeve at hand, and sharpened the ink himself. He promised Xiao Tianqing that he would agree to this matter. But after thinking about it, this matter is still inappropriate.

Not to mention that if this matter does not work out in the end, Nando will become a joke in the entire Shikoku and even the world, and Nanguo will become a laughing stock for idle people after tea and dinner, and there will be a lot of discussions. But he believed that Xiao Tianqing's judgment would not be a problem.

It's just that the price after this is unimaginable, and Nandi doesn't know how to say it. He had just become an adult, and he didn't know much about this kind of love/love, but one day, he would understand that with his people, at that time, it would naturally be good if Ling Guo was gone. If it is repeated, it will become an excuse for Ling to annex the southern country.

No matter where this matter is said, Nandi has no way to agree. But if he didn't agree, wouldn't it hurt Qing'er's heart. He had never done anything for Xiao Tianqing in his life, and his heart was tied to Feng Qingge's body. Because of his selfishness, he was ashamed of Queen Liu and Qing'er's own mother, and in the end, he couldn't break his son's heart anymore. Otherwise, what face does he have to face his relatives.

At the cost of the rivers and mountains of the southern country, make a bet, and he will not care about the final outcome, this time, even if it is his willfulness as a father.

If it is destined to pay any price, it is better to let him, the father, bear it.

Maybe it's time to go and see Liu'er, he's only seen it a few times after so long. Regardless of the past or the next life, he doesn't want to leave any regrets with each other.

Thinking like this, Nandi had already taken the first step to think about it, put down the inkstone in his hand, picked up the silk handkerchief that had been prepared a long time ago, and wiped his hands. Then he stood up and walked out of the palace gate.

Along the sheep intestine path in memory, the more you walk, the more desolate it becomes, the few red flowers that were still in bloom have also withered, and all that is left is the withered grass all over the ground. It looks like a ransacked house. The prosperity of the past has faded, and there is no trace left.

Liu Hou was lying on the bed, her eyes were half-open, she vaguely heard the sound of someone approaching, and she said weakly: "Is Qing'er coming?" All she could think of in her heart, the person who came here to see her, was Xiao Tianqing, besides him, she couldn't imagine that anyone else would condescend to come to such a desolate place.

The footsteps outside the door disappeared in an instant, and Nandi stood quietly outside the door, without opening his mouth to explain or speak. I stood there for a long time, and the cold wind hit my body, and I didn't even feel cold.

He only knew that Liu Er moved to the cold palace in a fit of anger, even so, she was also the mother of the country, the head of the six palaces of the southern harem, and he never thought that her life would be so miserable. Fourteen years, since Feng Qingge left, he has never been to any concubine's dormitory, but he himself can't cross the barrier in his heart.

He never thought it would be like this. Seeing that the footsteps outside stopped, Liu Hou still couldn't recognize that the person who came was not Xiao Tianqing, raised her voice a little, and continued: "It's Qing'er, why don't you come in?" Because of the force used in this sentence, the throat was uncomfortable, and there was an urgent dry cough, which was heart-rending.

Nandi pushed open the door and stood in front of the door, just facing Liu Hou, who had just raised his head.

...