047 New and Old Love

Concubine Yun dismissed all the maids of honor and shared a room with Nangong Yi.

Nangong Yi looked at this still beautiful face and was silent for a moment. The snow skin is still the same, and her face is like yesterday. She has not grown old. She has more mature charm than when she was a girl, but there are many more complicated things in her eyes. He can't understand and doesn't want to understand.

"Yi, you're still good to me." She fell in his arms like a bird.

Yi... In such a name, she used to call him more than once, intimate, slightly angry, coquettish,... all kinds of tone. That was when she was a childhood sweetheart. That was the most flawless and pure age... He was young and frivolous, and she was beautiful.

Thoughts went round and round, Murong Xueyan's clear smile suddenly appeared in his mind and lingered. He didn't know why he felt so. He hoped to see her and listen to her crisp words at this moment.

"Yun'er..." He gently pushed her away. He stood up politely and said in a distant and cold tone: "We can't... No, you are the imperial concubine. This is an immutable fact, and you are already pregnant with dragon descendants, I..."

"Do you dislike me?" Concubine Yun's tears dripped and she was heartbroken. "What can I do? Under the world, who can refuse the emperor's favor?"

"I think it's not good for each other if we go on like this." Nangong Yi explained carefully.

Concubine Yun smiled sadly: "You mean, you don't want me, right?"

"Yun'er..." How can he say that he can't hurt her? How can he tell her that he doesn't want the two of them to go back and forth so secretly. If the matter is exposed, it will destroy both of them at the same time.

She didn't say a word and sat quietly, looking cold.

Nangong Yi and Yunfei sat silently with each other like this, and no one said anything more. Many times, the idea of leaving flashed through Nangong Yi's mind, but when he saw her lonely appearance, he couldn't bear it.

The bright sky outside the window is darkening little by little.

"It's late, I miss you..." Nangong Yitian wanted to get up and make a speech.

The voice of the servant came from outside the door: "The emperor is here..."

"What should I do? The emperor is here!" Yunfei's face turned white, as if all the blood had been pulled away in an instant.

"I'll hide." Nangong Yi tapped his toes and dodged after the screen that Yunfei used to change clothes.

Not long after, Bei Tanghao strode in and saw that Concubine Yun was sitting on the edge of the bed. She seemed to be unsure, so he asked, "Princesss, what's wrong? But are you unhappy?"

"The emperor joked, how dare my concubine?" She greeted people with a smile, and she was different from the pathetic appearance of Nangong Yishi just now.

Beitanghao was speechless, staring at her round stomach, with a loving smile on his face: "How long will it take to give birth?"

"The imperial doctor said that there are still four months left." Concubine Yun smiled and stroked her stomach gently.

This smile is for him and his children... Nangong Yi, who hides behind the screen, is as cold as ice. Yunfei, who has been pregnant for more than five months, is not as light and slim as in the past, with an obvious protruding lower abdomen and a slightly fat body. These subtle changes can't escape Nangongyi's eyes. But it was not until today that he found that she loved this child, the child with the blood of the emperor.

"Let me listen." Bei Tanghao squatted down, put his ear to Yunfei's stomach, and listened gently. After a while, he smiled happily: "I heard my prince practicing martial arts!"

"How did the emperor know it was the prince?" Yunfei's heart moved and asked.

Beitanghao laughed and said, "Listen to the punching and kicking, he is a powerful man!" How can there be such a naughty girl's house?

"Your Majesty..." Concubine Yun smiled delicately and her face was charming.

She said that she would not forget her old feelings and said that she was still the Yun'er who knew him in those years. Unfortunately, all this is a lie after all... Nangong Yi listened to her and the emperor's laughter and listened to her tenderness. Then he really found that she had really changed. It was no longer the former Yun'er who was dedicated to him, but he foolishly thought he could go back.

"Have a good rest. I'll come to see you tomorrow."

"Yes..." Yunfei answered softly and suddenly said anly anly, "Your Majesty, you! ......”

Nangong Yi was wondering what had happened. He suddenly heard Bei Tanghao reply, "Like my concubine! What's wrong with me kissing my concubine?

Nangongyi's heart, like the sand dunes in the storm, inch by inch, was flattened, and the pain is unspeakable.

I don't know how long he had been waiting. He heard Concubine Yun call and said, "You can come out."

He dodged from behind the screen and felt so embarrassed and pathetic for the first time.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

He also asked Murong Xueyan about the same question. He remembered that the first time he saw her was on the wedding day on the third day of March. He had the impression that she was a beautiful and demented bride, and his infatuation with him was in a mess. Later, she changed and was reborn. He stubbornly thought that her indifference to him after marriage was intentional, and he thought that her heart was still infatuated with him...

The elf-like woman told him that she felt that women lived in the world like men and had many things to do, not to rely on men to survive. After that, he found that she was different.

Today, he suddenly saw Yun'er's vulgarity and shallowness through Murong Xueyan--

She used to live with the emperor like the women in the harem about intrigue. Without the emperor, she could not find herself.

"The back position." She spit out two words lightly and resolutely.

Sure enough. In her mind, the once beloved and the once affectionate style are not as good as a shining queen's throne.

"If so, let's not see each other again in the future." Nangong Yi couldn't hide his disappointment in his eyes and left lonely.

When Murong Xueyan returned to the royal palace, it was almost dusk and twilight.

She is in an unprecedented good mood. She has today's income in her sleeve pocket and plans her future. She wants to use her knowledge in modern times. In addition to Mingcuifang, she also has to run other businesses and expand her network...

"Xiurong, go to the royal wine cellar to carry some good wine."

"This..." Xiurong looked at her princess hesitantly. This is in the royal palace, not as much as in the prime minister's mansion at that time, but you can do whatever you want. In case you are bumped into by the moody prince, the consequences are not very serious.

Murong Xueyan smiled carelessly: "It's okay. Nangong Yi and I have already reached an agreement and will not interfere with each other."

"All right." Xiurong had no objection and turned around and left.

After a while, Xiurong held a jar of wine, followed by a beautiful waiter, holding a jar of wine in each hand.

"When did you learn to use people?" Murong Xueyan smiled and joked. At a glance, she saw the obvious affection in the eyes of the little boy looking at Xiurong. You can smell love by smelling it.

"Xiao Yang has nothing to do anyway. Besides, she is willing to help me." Xiurong raised her head and smiled, with a graceful description.

"Go to the kitchen and pass some side dishes."

"Yes." Xiurong was about to rush there when he was preempted by the servant who called Xiao Yang, "Princess, the little one will go right away."

After Xiao Yang finished speaking, he ran to the kitchen. Murong Xueyan gave a thumbs up and smiled at Xiurong, "You're not bad."

"Why do you have to laugh at the maidservant?" Xiu Rong lowered his head and looked ashamed. When he first came to the royal palace, no one in the royal palace looked up to the maidservant, saying that the young lady was... yes..."

"Is it because I was once retired by the prince, the so-called 'concubine' and married again. These servants don't pay attention to me?" Murong Xueyan answered, how could she not know that on the day after the wedding, Liu Xiangxiang and other three people should have come to say goodwill to her according to the rules. As a result, she waited for a long time and didn't see a figure. Fortunately, she was open-minded by nature. When she met in the garden, she only said a few heavy words to scare the women. She didn't pay attention to this matter seriously. After that, she also took it as a decoration of the royal palace - er, it was a moving decoration - and did what she planned.

"Yes." Xiurong must nod and said, "Only this little Yang will never look down on the slave maidservant, and helps the slave maidservant from time to time, and often mention the slave maidservant secretly."

"That's because people like you." Murong Xueyan said, "However, this young man looks honest and credible, and he doesn't have that kind of cunning and treacherous spirit."

When the master and servant came to the beginning of the fun, Xiao Yang had come back, holding a brocade plate in his hand and four small plates on it, with four exquisite dishes, a wine glass and a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

"Okay. You all go down. I want to be alone." Murong Xueyan smiled casually and sent them off.

Xiurong and Xiao Yang went down for dinner. Murong Xueyan tore the mud seal of a wine jar, and only smelled the smell of wine, which was refreshing. The wine glass was so small that she didn't even look at it, and poured the wine directly into her mouth with the wine jar.

It was the first time for her to drink the wine hidden in the royal palace. The wine was fragrant and went straight from her throat to her stomach. A warm feeling traveled through her whole body in an instant, and even her mood became particularly comfortable. It's just that the opening of the wine jar is too big, and a lot of wine is drenched on her clothes, making it wet.

"What are you doing?" A man's voice came from the oblique thorn. Because his back was facing the man, Murong Xueyan only saw a navy blue corner.

"Drink." She didn't care who came. She put down the wine jar and took a few mouthfuls of vegetables with chopsticks.

"How can a woman drink like this!" The comer grabbed her wine jar with a little anger.

"You care about me!" Murong Xueyan's stubborn temper also came up, "I'm happy, I'm willing, I love drinking..."

She turned her head and saw Nangong Yi standing behind her in a navy blue robe, and the expression on her face was comparable to the legendary "Plague God".