574 She doesn't deserve it!

In other words, Mengfei has performed really well in the past six months. The master's previous indifference can gradually say a few words to her, and his attitude is not as yin or yang, even sarcastic, maybe...

In fact, according to their previous feelings, the master has eloped with others, otherwise the master will not be able to tolerate her if she has done so many things.

So Hu Lun has been silently waiting for the resurgence of this relationship.

Mengfei... Maybe it's really not comparable to Luo Wen'er, but that's also because she likes her master. Moreover, she is so similar to Luo Wen'er. Except for half a mask, she really can't tell who is who, and the master often looks at her distracted.

So, since Luo Wen'er was regarded as a dream concubine, why can't you...

Maybe this is also a relief for the master. After all, there are some things... caused by fate.

"Amo..."

Seeing Qian Yumo coughing badly, Nie Ziyan couldn't help bursting into tears: "Come on, pass on to the imperial doctor..."

"No, no!" Qian Yumo coughed and refused.

"Amo..."

This sound is very tender.

Qian Yumo's cough gradually stopped and calmed his breath, but he saw that Nie Ziyan was half shy and half happy with him.

He looked along her line of sight... I don't know when he actually held her hand.

He was in a trance.

He can't remember how long he hasn't touched this woman...

The fingertips trembled...

However, it was not released after all.

He closed his eyes, sighed deeply, looked at her sleeves stained with medicine, and finally whispered, "Thank you for your hard work these days..."

"Amo..."

Nie Ziyan burst into tears.

She hesitated for a moment, lay tentatively beside him, put her head on his shoulder, softly shook back the hand, and said in a trembling voice, "As long as you are safe and sound, Ziyan will be willing to die."

Qian Yumo sighed again, raised his arm, stopped in mid-air, and finally stroked her shoulder.

Nie Ziyan immediately shed tears.

She has been waiting for too long this day...

She sobbed: "Amo..."

Well, should I leave? Hu Lun secretly said.

So he bowed slightly and retreated quietly to the door.

"The Queen has arrived..."

A sudden notification came from outside the hall.

Hu Lun twitched at the corners of his mouth.

It's really not the right time to come. If a good thing happens today... And whether it's a good thing for the master or Mengfei, the master's heart will probably be much easier.

However, the most unpopular figure came after all.

When Nie Ziyan heard that Dongfang Ning had arrived, she was about to get out of bed to greet her, but her shoulders tightened... Qian Yumo actually did not allow her to leave.

She was ecstatic and immediately held him tighter.

As long as Amo is by my side, I'm not afraid of anything...

As the queen, Dongfang Ning is glorious whenever and wherever she is, but today's non-celebration and non-festival day, isn't her golden flying phoenix costume too grand? And the purple phoenix, Jin Zhai Fengguan... What is she doing here?

"Oh, it's so intimate!"

Dongfang Ning stood five steps away from the red sandalwood bed, condescending and smiling.

Qian Yumo still closed his eyes: "What's the matter with the king?"

"I heard that Wang Shang was ill, and my concubine came to visit him."

"Thank you for your concern. Now that I have seen it, should the queen be relieved?"

"Don't worry, don't worry." Dongfang Ning was about to leave, and suddenly remembered something and turned around: "Actually, my concubine came here this time, and there is still one thing to discuss with the king."

"What's the matter?"

"It's about Jin Mengfei as the noble concubine..."

What?

Nie Ziyan looked at Qian Yumo in disbelief... Does he want me to be a noble concubine? It can be seen that this has always been a false name in the harem, because once it is set, it is equivalent to declaring to the world that the queen is out of favor, and the position of the main palace is just a false appearance. And there are so many people who are taller than me in the palace, as well as Shufei... He actually wanted to make me a noble concubine...

Amo......

For a moment, Nie Ziyan was deeply moved, but she hugged the man tightly and burst into tears.

"Well, Mengfei has been serving the sick bed. Such loyalty can be shown by heaven, and Zhang is commendable..."

Dong Ning suddenly laughed, and the laughter became louder and louder, which was unstoppable.

Qian Yumo frowned and still didn't look at her.

Nie Ziyan's heart gradually calmed down.

Anyway, whether there is a title of noble concubine or not, she only needs Amo, as long as Amo.

Dong Ning finally laughed enough and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a veil: "Yours, there are many beautiful women in the harem. Even if the king is a noble concubine, my concubine has no objection. Even if I give the title of my concubine to others, my concubine has no complaints, only Nie Ziyan!"

Qian Yumo's eyebrows trembled.

In fact, any title is insignificant and dispensable for him. However, the flood in Xing County has nothing to do with the country. Does Dongfang Xu think that he secretly colludes with Qian Yuyi and he will know nothing about it?

Therefore, he needs a "noble concubine", which is the greatest "reward" for her secret news that led to the arrival of the thirteenth princess in the heavenly dynasty. Only by adding this title to Nie Ziyan will the queen be even more "ecstatic".

Why not? Although Ziyan was born as a civilian, she is respectful and polite, beautiful and wise, pure in quality, kind-hearted, and can be a noble concubine..."

Before the words fell, Dongfang Ning laughed again.

She smiled so unhappily and repeated his words intermittently... "Pure quality, good heart... Haha..."

Qian Yumo's eyebrows are tighter.

He knew what Dongfang Ning was laughing about. If she dared to mention the two men of unknown origin in Yong'an Palace... He would have been prepared.

Nep Ziyan was extremely nervous, in case Dongfang Ning really took the two men...

The hall suddenly lit up, and a moment later, the thunder sounded.

So Dongfang smiled enough, saluted the person who refused to look at her, and said slowly, "The king is right. The noble concubine really needs a person with pure quality and generous words and deeds, but Nie Ziyan doesn't deserve it!"

"Dongfang Ning, you..."

In a hurry, Nie Ziyan actually called the queen's name. The next moment, she realized that she had lost her mouth and immediately changed her face.

But Dongfang Ning didn't mean to be angry, and even smiled at her, and then slowly took out something from her sleeve: "The king understood when he saw this..."

Dongfang Ning personally handed this thing up.

Nie Ziyan stared at her hand.

It seems to be a neatly folded piece of paper.

What does

say on it?

She hurriedly stretched out her hand...

Dong Ning's most beautiful hand that day gently wrapped around and avoided her, and even her tone seemed careless: "Even if Mengfei is in a hurry, can you see it clearly?"

Nie Ziyan blushed... Indeed, she couldn't read.

But what exactly is written on it? Those two men... What should she do about this? Amo, how can Amo forgive her?

It's not just Amo, I'm afraid any man will not...

Qian Yumo did not intend to pay attention to Dongfang Ning's unreasonable troubles, but somehow, he opened his eyes, and when Dongfang Ning held a corner of the paper and shook slightly in order to attract his attention...

He glanced, turned to the bottom of his eyes and grabbed it.

A total of five pieces of paper have been torn in half by brushing, all of which are wrinkled. There are burn marks in one corner, and even the close words have been swallowed up, but...

"Sister-in-law, it's like meeting..."

is Xue Xue's handwriting and Xue Xue's letter to the clouds. How can it be in the hands of Dongfang Ning? And this letter... Since it's from Xue Xue, why has he never heard Yun Cai mention it?

But I don't have time to think too much about it. I'm in a hurry to look...

Nie Ziyan nervously paid attention to his look, but seeing that his face was getting whiter and whiter and her hand holding the letter paper was also trembling, she couldn't help holding the veil.

The room is very quiet, but the lightning is intertwined and the thunder is continuous, like her heart beating like a drum at this moment.

Finally, Qian Yumo's eyes fell on the last word and stayed for a long time...

Nie Ziyan felt that her heart seemed to hang up and did not fall, just waiting for someone to cut off the rope and then fall to the ground.

"Amo..." She called tremblingly.

Then she saw Qian Yumo turn his head, very stiff and slowly. She could even hear his bone joints ringing slightly.

He looked at her and looked at her with the gorgeous and elegant eyes that she was no longer awake after only looking at her.

His eyes are really black, like ink jade.

However, at this moment, the black is too pure, too deep, so dark... deep that it can't see the bottom.

Looking at her like this, he seemed to hold her down, making her unable to move or make a sound, and could only let him stare at her for a moment.

She knew that time only took a moment, but it seemed to be as long as her life.

She has astringent throat. She felt that she should shed tears... Every time she shed tears, Amo's heart softened and would comfort her and persuade her. But at this moment, her tears also seemed to be fixed, sinking in the depths of her eyes, as heavy as ice.

Everything seems to be still.

Her mind gradually moved, and suddenly there was a trace of joy... If only she could stay still at this moment forever.

However, Qian Yumo suddenly moved, and this movement was only reflected in the fluctuation at the bottom of his eyes.

She only had time to see his eyes flash, and then he heard a crisp sound.

The next moment, she found that she had fallen to the ground and her cheeks were hot.

Amo... actually hit her?!

She looked at him in disbelief, and her ears roared, not knowing whether it was tinnitus or thunder.

She was stunned for a moment and suddenly rushed over: "Amo, listen to me, I didn't mean to, those two men... those two men... were all done by Qian Yuyi! Amo, it really has nothing to do with me. I'm forced, forced..."

Qian Yumo didn't seem to hear it. He just looked at her fixedly. His pale lips moved slightly, but the words burst out loudly: "Do you want to kill Xue Xue? Did you design the fire 17 years ago?

"Amo..." Nie Ziyan screamed.

But the sound stopped abruptly.

She stared at the person opposite, the dusty past that had been sealed for 17 years, the past that had been forgotten by her, accompanied by the rolling thunder, came to her face...