Alternate Performances of the East Palace, Section 98
Her tone was no different from before, but the chichi suddenly put his hand on her shoulder: "Look up." β
Cicada Yi subconsciously raised her head, and when she looked at the upper rank, she hurriedly put it aside as if she was not in place.
Her face turned faintly pale, and she frowned: "Why is your face so bad, sick?" β
"How dare you come to the girl when you are sick." She hesitated, but still told the truth: "I was just shocked." Huaihe's father-in-law killed a palace man with a rod earlier, saying that he was at the behest of His Highness, and he was beaten with a hundred rods. β
Although he was not executed in front of the East Palace, he did not avoid people, and in the end, the palace maid had not yet died, but it had become a puddle of blood and mud - there was no need to tell the girl about this detailed situation.
This should be the time when you have just cleaned up.
Zhichi's eyelids jumped, "What did the palace people do?" β
Whether it's sincere or not, Ning Xun's appearance on weekdays is quite gentle, which really doesn't look like his handiwork. If it gets out, it's not sure what it will become.
Cicada Yi raised her eyes and glanced at her quickly, and since His Royal Highness didn't give orders, he couldn't say it, that is, he could say: "If your heart is not right, you want to harm the girl." Good thing the kitchenette found out in time......"
Ji Chi was stunned for a moment, and she couldn't help but be afraidβshe didn't even notice it. She just eats by herself, but from time to time she eats from the small kitchen and goes to Ning Xun's place. What she sent, Ning Xun will not check again.
Cicada Yi seemed to see her concerns, and immediately said: "Don't worry, the girls and maids will check it for the girl in the future, and they will never let anyone take advantage of the loophole." β
I'm afraid, but since Ning Xun has already dealt with it, she didn't think about it anymore.
When Ning Xun came back, she was copying his words - she took the initiative to mention it, she didn't like the shadow of Shen Che left in her original handwriting, so she copied the poem with a red pen first, and then she went to describe it.
The strokes are stacked on top of each other, and the red and black ink are mixed together, wetting the back of the paper, as if bone and blood are dissolved.
She wrote attentively, and she didn't even notice that Ning Xun was near. Until the hand holding the pen was grasped by him, he came up from behind her, and led her to write, iron and silver hooks.
The last stroke was settled, and when the rank pool was seriously compared and looked at it, he spoke: "You can't hesitate to put down the pen." β
Cicada Yi brought a hot handkerchief, Ning Xun took it, and wiped it with his fingers for the pool, "I didn't sleep for half a night last night, why did I wake up so early?" β
He didn't mention that it was okay last night, but when she mentioned it, she couldn't help but squeeze him hard, because the cicada clothes were still here, and she couldn't bear it and didn't say anything.
Cicada Yi immediately realized and withdrew.
Ning Xun pulled her into his arms, put his palm on her waist, and rubbed it gently: "Is your waist still sore?" β
He was already hot, and he was in the heat again, and it was even more faintly scorching. The title pool was originally fine, but when he hugged him like this, a thin layer of sweat gradually appeared.
Zhichi pushed him, "If Your Highness doesn't touch me, it won't be sour." β
Ning Xun glanced at her, "Then let's be sour first." β
The hand rubbing her waist didn't stop. It's just that he pinched too hard last night, and it still hurts a little when he rubs it like this. Zhichi suddenly gasped, and simply changed the topic: "Why did His Highness enter the palace?" β
He completely restrained the person in his arms, and after sitting down, he still had one hand to fan her, and said briefly: "The war in Northern Xinjiang." β
He thought back for a while, in the autumn of his previous life, he did go north once. For the war, it was not very long, but there were also months, and even Chinese New Year's Eve did not come back.
She was obedient like a puppet at that time, and she had no concept of these things, and she was even relieved that Ning Xun was not in the East Palace - he was not in the East Palace, and she didn't have to deliberately approach him, nor did she have to lie to him. If you don't lie to him, you won't be exposed, you won't be in danger.
When Ning Xun came back, he was injured. She was urged by the cicada clothes to go to his dormitory with the wound medicine, and he was removing his armor with his back to her.
The lines on his body are cold and hard, and the scars of the new injuries are eye-catching, although he has been well healed, he can still see the danger at the beginning.
I haven't seen her for half a year, she was a little at a loss for a while, and Ai Ai saluted at the door: "Your Highness." β
He didn't even turn his head to look at her and said, "Come in, give Lone medicine." β
He replied with a "yes" and walked behind him, pausing for a moment before turning in front of him.
Ning Xun didn't use the medicine she brought, and pointed out another jar that had been prepared in advance.
He was bare-chested, and the ointment melted away with the temperature of his fingertips, and the fingers dipped in the ointment trembled slightly from the moment they touched his chest.
Ning Xun leaned back slightly, looked at her for a long time, and his voice was deep: "I haven't seen you for half a year, so you don't have anything to say to Gu?" β
She raised her eyes tremblingly, but asked, "Your Highness, does it hurt?" β
"It's too late." He suddenly raised his hand and clasped her wrist, "Half a year, I haven't thought about being lonely once?" β
Her eyes widened slightly, "I've been thinking about it day and night, worrying that His Highness is worried to death." β
He looked directly at her, holding her hand and slowly pressurizing: "Worried? So why, Lone hasn't even received a letter? β
His heart stopped beating suddenly, and he started beating rapidly, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
She...... Forgot. I forgot that I could still write letters.
Ning Xun is not in Beijing, and His Royal Highness's energy is not in the East Palace, and no one is mentioning her.
She was already looking up at him, but under his gaze, her eyes quickly turned red, gradually moistened, and her voice suddenly became softer: "I'm afraid that Your Highness will be distracted." β
He looked at her fixedly, let go of his hand and chuckled, "Not yet." β
Her Highness seemed to be a little differentβI wonder if it was the illusion that the armor gave her. may also be the anger accumulated in the past few months on the battlefield.
He was pressed back by the momentum around him, and he gasped for a moment before he recovered a little and wanted to continue to give him medicine.
He had already loosely put on his robe, raised his eyes and said lightly: "I forgot that my father sent the imperial doctor over, and I don't need you." β
Zhichi pondered silently, although no one told her what happened in the northern Xinjiang at that time, she could only get a glimpse of it from the gossip of the palace people, but she could hear it after all, and the situation was not good.
The one Ning Xun went to was not very smooth - if he hadn't gone at that time, the situation in Northern Xinjiang would have only been worse.
"What are you thinking?" Ning Xun pinched her waist, and suddenly came back to her senses.
"It's nothing, I'm just wondering, is Your Highness going to Northern Xinjiang? If you want to go, I can accompany Your Highness to the north. β
At this time, leaving her in the East Palace, Ning Xun must not be at easeβespecially if something happened just now. Instead of distracting him, she should follow him, and she will be there wherever he goes.
Ning Xun smoothed her hair, "What nonsense." Not to mention the rush of this march, how can you stand the climate of northern Xinjiang alone? What's more, there are no eyes on the battlefield. β
"I'm not going to really go to war." She pursed her lips, "It's not that weak. β
It's the truth. She has been in good shape since she was a child, and she is not really a pampered lady, she has practiced dance all year round, and she has practiced it over the years, and her body is just thin and soft, but it is actually full of just the right sense of strength.
Her eyes were clear, but she had an almost stubborn firmness in it, and said: "If I follow His Highness, His Highness will have no worries. It will not be faked or the like, taking advantage of loopholes. β
Ning Xun didn't know that she was right.
He tapped the ends of her hair twice, "So I'm not going." β
"That's what the emperor meant. Since he wants to make peace, then he will make peace. β
The pool was stunned.
In her previous life, she understood Ning Xun, understood why he was bent on fighting, and understood that with his situation, in order to pursue a great cause, in fact, it was the best choice not to go to the expedition - but the people of the world were no lighter than himself in his eyes.
If he really wants to fight, he will have the best chance of winning.
So she never thought of persuading him to stay in the capital. All she could think of was to accompany him to the same home.
Knowing that the sage's decision had been made, it was not something that Ning Xun could control, but she was still a little hesitant for a while: "Then Your Highness himself ...... Don't want to go? β
He smiled and hugged her tightly, but avoided answering: "How innocent the people are." It is better to make peace than to lose the battle. β
Can only wait. Wait until the day when he is unrestrained.
In the case of Northern Xinjiang, the sage quickly made a will. Before the autumn harvest, the Great Zhou sent envoys to the Khitan royal court. Inevitably, the envoy could not be asked to go empty-handed, so he prepared ten carts of silk treasures to play with Yunyun, and he had the right to make up a courtesy.
Ning Xun, as the crown prince, after all, had personally enlisted, and it was inconvenient to come forward to sue for peace. Ning Zhen is the main battle again, so these things are all handled by Ning Mian.
Ning Mian is also quite quick to do things, and all matters are advancing quickly, and in a few days, the ten cars of "meeting gifts" will be set.
The Khitan king had some understanding of the Central Plains culture and liked calligraphy and painting, so in the gift list prepared, there were two authentic paintings of the former pilgrimage, and the rest of the calligraphy and paintings were collected in a long wooden box.
Yu Chuan walked on the palace road with the portrait of Princess Changle - the princess of the new painters in the palace liked it very much, and she was summoned one by one a few days ago to paint the portrait, and she went to get it back to the princess today.
There are a lot of scrolls, and she is not easy to hold alone, blocking her vision, so she is colliding with the little eunuch who has just come out.
The two little eunuchs carried the wooden box back and forth, and walked very quickly, and the one in front of them collided with Yu Chuan, tripped over the box again, and fell down on all sides, and the box was knocked open with a "click", and the picture scroll was scattered all over the ground.
The little eunuch immediately got up, saw clearly that it was Yu Chuan next to Princess Changle, and was busy asking for mercy, one by one, "aunt and grandmother", and picked up her scattered picture scrolls.
Yu Chuan also fell, and he casually hugged the portrait of the princess.
The little eunuch slapped himself twice, and said with a smile: "The minions are really blind and rushed into my aunt and grandmother." It's really an errand that is too urgent, and I can't choose the way to go......"
Princess Changle is not a tricky character, and the palace people around her are all thousands of choices, so naturally there is no unreasonableness. Seeing that they did have an errand on their bodies, and because they didn't see the road well, Yu Chuan waved his hand and didn't care much, holding the picture scroll by himself, limping back.
- There are indeed a lot of scrolls, and even one is missing, and it is not easy to find it.
Behind Yu Chuan, the little eunuchs hurriedly picked up the scattered calligraphy and paintings, repacked them into wooden boxes and carried them away.
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Chapter 86
β This was true in the past, but since His Highness, it will not be the case in the future. β
In July, the weather is getting cooler.
The envoy was entertained with good wine and meat in the Khitan royal court, but the Khitan king did not see him - the ten carts of greeting gifts were accepted. The envoy couldn't guess what the Khitans were planning for a while, so they asked for many times, but they were all blocked. If he can't see the Khitan king, he can't negotiate the terms of peace talks, and he can't recover his life, so he can only spend time there.
But within two days, the Khitan sent their envoys to Beijing.
The emperor summoned the Khitan envoy in the main hall, and Ning Xun accompanied him as the crown prince. The important ministers of the court and the rest of the princes were also there, and the Khitan envoys were not limited to courtesy, and put forward the conditions for peace talks on the spot.
The first few mentioned were all expected by the emperor, but the last one - the Khitan wanted to marry Qin and Jin, and asked for the third prince to marry Princess Da Zhou Changle.
Princesses of different races and relatives, Da Zhou is not uncommon.
The emperor's sister, Princess Jiayi, was married to the Turks, but fortunately, she was brought back by chance due to war after only ten years.
It's not that the emperor hasn't moved this thought, but he just wants to pick a suitable seal from the clan and marry him as a princess.
The emperor's heirs are not abundant, and selfishly speaking, he is naturally reluctant to be happy. But now that the Khitan wants Changle by name, he can't directly replace him.
The emperor didn't speak, Ning Xun waited impatiently, and glanced at King Jing without a trace - the foreign minister was in the palace, and he couldn't cross his father to speak, but his uncle was different.
King Jing understood in his heart, stood up and sneered: "Asking for marriage? I don't know if it's the meaning of the Khitan king, or the meaning of the third prince himself? Princess Changle has golden branches and jade leaves, she is still young, and she is pampered, and she is afraid that she will not be able to adapt to such a bitter cold place. Your Majesty think twice! β
Ning Xun raised his eyes and looked at the Khitan envoy standing in the middle of the main hall.