070 Quietly Return

Once again, he wanted to put down everything in the Eastern Wei Dynasty and returned to Northern Qi. Murong Xueyan was actually full of reluctance. This beauty salon that has devoted too much effort to her, so many colleagues and friends who are familiar with it, as well as the snacks here, the climate here...

The most important thing is that she is reluctant to show her face. She figured out everything and felt that she should cherish the present and grasp the present. Since she still loves it, she should take advantage of the right time to love it. Therefore, she is willing to go back with Nangong Yi and put down everything here. Xiurong, who had the same idea as her, finally chose to stay because of the emotional fetters and concerns here. Murong Xueyan thought that Xiurong will be happy. Such a good girl will always impress Duan Haoran one day. Besides, hasn't Duan Haoran's mother always loved Xiurong? I don't know what kind of story Xiurong's love will be. It's a scene that she can't predict and may never have a chance to see again.

It's another farewell moment. It's winter. The cold wind is cold, with piercing pain, which clears people's sadness and parting. Everyone said goodbye. Murong Xueyan smiled open-mindedly and said, "As the saying goes, 'There is a feast that will break up in the world'. What should be dispersed will be dispersed after all."

"Sister, sing a song." Xiurong said, and his eyes suddenly turned red. "Today's farewell, maybe I won't have a chance to hear your song in my life."

"Good." Murong Xueyan murmured a little, and a beautiful lyrics and a sad tune came out smoothly--

"Wolf-toothed moon is haggard

I raised my glass and drank all the wind and snow

Who knocked over the cabinet in the previous life and caused the dust

How many reincarnations

You lock your eyebrows and cry. You can't call back.

Even if the history has turned into ashes, I will not die

......”

The sad and beautiful song, with a faint sadness of parting, made all the people present intoxicated and fascinated.

"Brother Nangong, your princess is really different." Lv Liang sincerely praised, "No wonder you haven't married for many years, and you will change for her."

"Even if there are three thousand weak water, I will only take a ladle." Nangong Yi quoted a sentence in the lyrics just now, "What's more, my Xue'er is so capable that she can be called literary and martial arts."

"Wen is good at singing and dancing, and Wu is good at business and financial management." Murong Xueyan continued to explain very tacitly, which made everyone around him laugh softly.

After a while, Murong Xueyan came to Xiurong and Duan Haoran, who were standing side by side, looked at Xiurong solemnly and asked, "Xiurong, have you thought about it. Will you stay here this time and not go back to Daqi?"

"Yes. I have figured it out. Here are my thoughts and concerns. Xiurong looked at Duan Haoran and was reluctant to give up.

"Brother Duan, you will take good care of Xiurong, right?" Murong Xueyan looked at Duan Haoran again.

Since she met, she has always felt that Duan Haoran is an upright and introd man. Except for what he did on the day of Jia Qianjin's wedding, it is inevitable that he will be realistic and criticized. In addition, there is nothing to pick on his morality. After being expelled from his father from his home, he was not as helpless as other noble men who could only eat and open his mouth and stretched out his hands. Instead, he was self-reliable, went to the school to teach and feed himself with his own ability, which showed that his conduct was not compared with ordinary dung beggars.

"Yes. Xiurong..." Duan Haoran paused, took a deep breath and smiled, "Xiurong is one of the best girls in the world. I will definitely take good care of her... Cherish her."

He tried to take his eyes away from Murong Xueyan's radiant face, and for the last time he remembered a hopeless love that others had never seen. With a faint bitterness and a faint joy, he hid in the bottom of his heart, fell in love lightly, and then gently put it down without anyone knowing. Only a man like Nangongyi is worthy of her. And the Xiurong who has always been deeply in love with herself, isn't she a rare good girl? He should cherish her...

"Xiurong, Qingzhi Beauty Salon will be handed over to you in the future. It's up to you how to deal with it. Murong Xueyan told the last thing.

She is really a little reluctant to the beauty salon that has put so much effort into, just like she was reluctant to admire the winery when she left Qixing...

The matter of "fighting" with Jia Wan's father and daughter seems to be still in front of her, but she is about to leave. Maybe, in this life, it will never come back.

"See you later." Nangong Yi brought the horses and turned around and smiled at everyone. He picked up Murong Xueyan, and the two jumped on the horse's back together. Nangong Yi's men used his strength and waved a long whip. The horse galloped, and in an instant, it gradually faded away and slowly disappeared into the wilderness.

2

"Madam, she's back."

"Who is back?" Concubine Yan didn't care about Xiaochuanzi's report, and still leisurely sorted out her mysterious fox cloak.

Xiao Chuanzi took a step closer and saw that there was only the red silk that Yan Guifei trusted most. Fang said, "Murong Xueyan is back."

"What? Is she back?" The movements in Yan's hand suddenly stopped, and her tone almost changed.

Murong Xueyan disappeared for more than half a year. There were rumors that she was disappointed in the world and cut her hair. There were rumors that she couldn't stand the blow of losing her child and died of illness. There were also rumors that she went to overseas Fanbang...

No matter how she disappears, it is none of her business for Concubine Yan. The only thing she cares about is whether she is by Nangong Yi's side. A few days ago, Nangong Yi resigned from the court because of illness. She got the news from the royal palace that Nangong Yi went to the Eastern Wei Dynasty to relax. Unexpectedly, as soon as he came back, he even brought back Murong Xueyan! Well, he had her news at that time, so he went to the Eastern Wei to look for her in person and then brought her back!

There is hatred in Yan Guifei's heart. One wave is higher than another, and it can't be suppressed in any case! She fiddled with her green onion-like nails for no reason, twisted them around, and broke two long nails!

"Mother, even if you are angry, don't get along with your own body!" Hongyan personally took the handkerchief to support her broken nails, just like holding two broken fingers and carefully put them away.

Xiaochuanzi couldn't stand it and muttered, "A flatterer!"

Hongqibai glanced at him and did not answer. He only asked, "What's your plan this time?"

"While they have just made up and their emotional foundation is unstable, I designed a fierce one this time and completely let them break up." Yan Guifei sneered at the corners of her mouth.

"Mother, she just arrived at the royal palace. After putting down her clothes, she went back to her mother's house. Now it should be in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Ogawako Road.

"This is the best opportunity." Concubine Yan's eyes fell in the sunset, reflecting a colorful color, which was indescribably strange and terrible.

Murong Xueyan is indeed in the Prime Minister's mansion. After returning to the Northern Qi Dynasty, she put her bag in the royal palace. Before she could sort it out, she rushed to the prime minister's mansion without stopping. Since the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, she has been concerned about her father since she brought home letters.

Fortunately, her father is fine. In the evening, she washed her father in person, served her father to sleep, and went back to the room by herself.

It took her so long to know how important family affection is to her. No matter how many grievances she has suffered outside and how many unhappiness she has experienced, home will always be her best safe haven.

She will decide to return because she was inspired by the old woman at the Yuelao Temple in Haozhou, but this does not mean that she has completely let go of the past and can tolerate all the behaviors of Nangongyi.

If Nangong Yi has any form of entanglement with Yan Moyun again, she will definitely leave again, and this time, she will not leave any trace, so that he can find a trace. On the way back, she mentioned these words to Nangong Yi, and Nangong Yi also repeatedly assured that she would never have anything to do with Concubine Yan again.

When she returned and returned to the home where she had lived for so long, she somehow had a feeling of worrying about gains and losses. The relationship between her and Nangongyi, this lost happiness, because it came too fast, made her feel in vain that it would be easy to lose...

This is a woman's unique sixth sense, and in the 21st century, her sixth sense is often very accurate. In short, it is a "good but bad spirit".

Indeed, in the harem, Concubine Yan is closely arranging a plan. First of all, the empress dowager asked to go to the largest Qingliang Temple in the capital to burn incense and worship the Buddha tomorrow afternoon to pray for the emperor and the empress dowager. After the accident, Concubine Yan was essentially the ruler of the six palaces, and her daily behavior was impeccable. Her request was not excessive, and the Empress Dowager was accurate. However, in order not to disturb the people, the noble concubine Yan is a woman disguised as an ordinary family to burn incense. She does not have a royal ceremonial staff to accompany her. She only brings a few maids of honor who are usually accompanied, and two maids who can do martial arts to protect her safety.

Secondly, the plan of the noble concubine Yan is to try to inform Nangong Ming, the housekeeper of the royal palace, and ask him to help lead Nangong Yi to Qingliang Temple. At that time, she will perform a good play in front of Murong Xueyan.

The next morning, Murong Xueyan cleaned up properly. After asking her father good morning, she cooked in person, made a few side dishes, a pot of clear porridge, and ate with her father.

"Xueer, how are you dealing with the matter with Nangong Yi?" What Murong Rui is most concerned about is still his daughter's lifelong event.

"Dad, listening to your tone, it seems that you are still very dissatisfied with him." Murong Xueyan smiled playfully and put a piece of mushroom in her father's bowl. Come on, try your daughter's craftsmanship.

"Of course I'm not satisfied. That boy made my Cher sad. I, a father, can't forgive him. Murong Rui said and put the mushroom from his daughter into his mouth.

"You have been away from home for so long, and your cooking skills are perfect." Murong Rui said half-jokingly, "If you stay at home for a few more days, Dad may not be used to other people's cooking in the future."

"Is Dad kidding my daughter?" Murong Xueyan smiled and put a piece of meat in her father's bowl.

This warm morning made her enjoy the rare joy of family. When she calmed down, she couldn't help but think of herself. If the child was lucky enough to survive, it would be time to learn to walk or learn babies at this time...