Luo Yi Qingcheng

121 Xiao Hongchen

Since the treatment level has been reduced from the previous noble concubine to the cloud concubine, the whole cloud palace has been surrounded by a large haze, which can't breathe up and down.

Not long after, another blow caused the annihilation of Yun Palace to collapse collectively - Yunfei was infertile. However, there is no way to find out the reason - according to the imperial doctor, it may be that when the little prince was born, she took the birth-promoting technique because of childbirth difficulties, which caused a lot of damage to the body. Later, in order to compete for favor, Yunfei has never been calm, which directly led to the inability to get pregnant again.

Infertility is a great blow to all women, and a fatal blow to women in the harem who have no children. The Yunfei family has studied and has read a lot of history books. She knows that the final results faced by some concubines without children are very sad. For example, the first Empress Bo of Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty is a good-looking precedent.

At first, Yunfei also tried to use all the methods she could think of to restore her body. On the one hand, she was not allowed to reveal the matter, and on the other hand, she kept looking for medicine. After tossing for a while, she gradually lost confidence and fell into a dilemma.

She has also thought about imitting Zhao Feiyan in the Han Dynasty, using fake pregnancy to transport babies from outside the palace. However, this method is really a little adventurous. Beitanghao is not the incompetent Emperor Yuan of the Han Dynasty. If things don't work out, it will involve her mother's family - she is not like Zhao Feiyan alone. Therefore, the idea had to be dispelled.

The general was delayed until the beginning of the following year, but Yunfei heard a news that shocked her even more - Murong Xueyan, who had been delinated for two years, was still alive. Moreover, he also appeared on the battlefields of Northern Qi and South Vietnam, helped Nangong Yi at the most critical moment, and personally went deep into the enemy camp to persuade the Allied Emperor of Southern Vietnam to withdraw from the war, thus turning the situation around. At that time, Murong Xueyan's name was well known all over the world, and even the deep palace of Northern Qi was talking about her deeds.

"Is she still alive?" Yunfei walked mechanically to and from the hall. Hongyan and Xiaochuanzi were so shocked that they dared not say a word. In the huge hall, only her footsteps were heard from time to time.

"According to the schedule, it's time to return to the capital now." Xiaochuanzi said, "Mother, what plan do you have?"

"I have no eyeliner outside the palace now. It's not easy to deal with that woman. Moreover, the emperor has been quite dissatisfied with me recently." Concubine Yun sighed and was extremely helpless.

"Empress, she is alive. The Empress Dowager will call her into the palace one day. Let's wait for the opportunity to move." Hongqi respectfully presented the way.

"It seems that this is the only way." Yunfei sighed, stroked her flat lower abdomen, and her eyebrows were locked deeper.

Many years ago, she had the love of Nangong Yi and the pity of Beitanghao. Many years later, she couldn't hold anything in her hand.

Is this God's punishment for her? No, she doesn't believe in fate. Since her first child was stolen by others, she no longer believes in the so-called fate.

She only believes in herself and believes that she can reverse her fate with her own strength, even by any means.

2

Murong Xueyan stayed at home for less than three days, and there were uninvited visitors. According to the description of the subordinates, he is a young man who claims to be surnamed Lan and describes himself as an "alcomer".

Murong Xueyan thought for half a day, but she still couldn't figure out when she made a friend surnamed Lan and went to the hall to see herself, but she was very surprised. It turned out that the "man" who claimed to be Lan was Du Lanruo dressed as a man.

After several years, her appearance has not changed much. She is handsome and heroic, and she has not been haggard and sad at the time of separation.

"Lan Ruo, is it really you?" Murong Xueyan took Duranruo's hand and was so happy that she didn't know what to do.

"It's me." Du Lanruo also looked at Murong Xueyan carefully and said with a smile, "It turns out that you are really not dead. That's great!"

"How are you doing?" What happened in those years was no less than a bolt from the blue, and the emotional wall built between her and Beitanghao collapsed. I don't know if she is still clinging to that old relationship now?

"Just as you hoped, I went around the world and used my own martial arts to help the people I could help." Tu Lan Ruo smiled and said, "In the past few years, the emperor will regularly send people to my father's house to record Song Ya's big and small things when she grew up..."

"Do you have any expectations for him?" Murong Xueyan pulled Du Lanruo to sit down and asked carefully, "Have you ever seen it?"

"I've seen it. That time when he left the palace, we not only met, but also hugged my daughter..." It was a happiness for Duran Ruo to have a chance to see her daughter.

It seems that this Beitanghao is not particularly bad. At the beginning, he would deal with Du Lanruo like that. Although it was because of his own identity, it was also because all the evidence pointed to Du Lanruo. Anyway, he can send his daughter's growth notes to Du Lanruo, which also shows his careful and considerate side...

Perhaps, Duran Ruo didn't love the wrong person.

"Xueyan, what are you going to do when you come back this time? Have you made up with Nangong Yi? Duran Ruo asked.

"It's all right. I came back this time to get justice for myself and for you. Murong Xueyan said.

"To get justice?" Duran was surprised, "What do you mean?"

"Pry out the fox tail of Yan Moyun!"

"That woman is very powerful, and she is used to killing people afterwards. It's a little difficult to find evidence of her actions." Du Lanruo analyzed, "Cai Qing, who was bought by her at that time, and the imperial doctor who participated in the case, according to my estimation, must have been silenced afterwards."

"If a person kills too many people, there must be a ghost in his heart." Murong Xueyan looked at no one around, and Fang whispered to Du Lanruo, "Do you think if we find a way to scare her by pretending to be a few ghosts, will it make her reveal her true form?"

"Is it okay?" Duran is a little uncertain.

"I heard that there is a kind of medicine that will make people confused after taking it." Murong Xueyan said.

"That's Wu Shi San. People who suck Wu Shi San are easy to be excited, but they are delirious. Duran Ruo said, "You want to..."

"I think I can sneak into the palace and try to let Yunfei eat Wushisan. At that time, find a few more people to pretend to be the person killed by her and make her have nothing to hide. Murong Xueyan said her whole plan.

"Can this work?" Duran Ruo still can't be completely relieved.

"I believe I can do it." Murong Xueyan is full of confidence.

"So, who are you looking for to help you?" Duran Ruodao.

Murong Xueyan said, "Find a way to lead Yan Moyun out of the palace, and then let the emperor see through her true face. In addition, please help me go to the first village in the world and find Wuhen to help me.

"No trace?" Duran Ruoruo said, "It seems that he used to be a well-known flower picking thief in the world."

"Those are all things in the past. He reformed after he met me. Murong Xueyan smiled faintly and remembered the thrilling and tortuous night many years ago.

Many things are thrilling when you experience them, and once they become the past, they become particularly warm. Memories turned out to be such a beautiful thing.

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Nangong Yi came to visit, and as before, he closed the door.

"Xue'er is not here." Murong Rui's attitude is cold.

"Father-in-law..." Nangong Yi shouted weakly.

"I can't stand it." Murong Rui's voice was as hard as a board.

"Ser has forgiven me." Nangong Yi simply moved Murong Xueyan out, "Moreover, she said that we are 'remarried'..."

"In this case, you will marry my daughter again with an eight-lift sedan chair." Murong Rui's tone softened a little.

What is an eight-lift sedan chair? Nangong Yi smiled from the bottom of his heart. This stubborn father-in-law actually forgave him like Murong Xueyan, but his face was not easy to show, so he deliberately pretended not to care.

"Well, my father-in-law waits. Seven days later, my son-in-law will carry an eight-person sedan chair to marry Cher." Nangong Yi smiled.

The first time he married Murong Xueyan was to marry her according to the will of the emperor. Of course, at that time, she was not her, but the well-known silly girl in the world. The second time he married Murong Xueyan, although he had a feeling of appreciation for her, but it was also to protect Yan Moyun's secret; twice, they got married twice and went into the hole. The house, but not once, is willing to...

After Nangongyi made a promise, he left. Looking at his back, Murong Rui smiled for the first time.

As soon as Murong Xueyan heard the news from her father, she was even more stunned. On the way back, she did ask Nangongyi to hold a remarriage ceremony, but it was on a whim and did not think that Nangongyi would really agree to this request.

Once, they had two weddings that could only be regarded as formalities - to be precise, only once, the earliest time, Nangong Yi married the former owner of this body.

Is he really going to marry her again this time?

Or, is this just his joke?

In the afternoon, the royal palace sent someone to send the so-called "bage gift". Dozens of boxes filled the hall of Murong Mansion.

There is no royal marriage, no parents' order, no matchmaker's words. This time, Nangong Yi married a woman she was willing to stay with for life out of his own will.

As the ancient poem says - hold the hand of the son and grow old with the son.

This will be a happy beginning. It's happiness to go to the next stop at this intersection.