070 heartbroken

In this chilly morning, Nangong Yi sat alone in the study, thinking silently, with his slender fingers, and subconsciously stroked Murong Xueyan's old paintings over and over again. In the painting, his eyebrows are vivid, which shows how much effort the painter has put into. Why didn't he find out a long time ago? Fortunately, God treated him well, and he finally brought her back all the way.

Yesterday, Murong Xueyan said that she would stay at her father's house for three days to show filial piety. On the second day, he felt that he began to miss her. Could it be that this is the so-called "unseen in a day, like three autumns"?

Looking at her paintings, thinking about the taste of the food she cooked, and her smile, her singing, her coquettish and cute appearance, her angry and coquettish appearance... The whole world is still her except for her.

Snow face, snow-like face, snow-like exquisite...

From this moment on, he told himself that from this moment on, he cherished her, loved her, and never hurt her again.

From then on, he will hold the happiness in his hand. I hope to be a person with one heart, and I will not be separated from each other.

Time slipped slowly through the fingers, and it was noon again. Nangong Yi used his lunch according to the usual rule of the royal family. When a person was facing a large table of big fish and meat, he inevitably thought of eating with Murong Xueyan. She likes simple dishes, usually four dishes and one soup, with meat and vegetables. Ordinary home-cooked dishes will also become extremely delicious under her, which makes him want to eat them with his tongue. She doesn't advocate waste. She never likes the top ten luxurious dishes in the royal palace. Even if she doesn't cook, she often let the kitchen reduce the dishes to half and pick the dishes he likes.

After a meal, he was thinking about whether to go to the school yard to practice his skills. Nangong Ming, the housekeeper, hurried to report, "Your Majesty, it's not a big deal! It's not a big deal!"

Nangong Ming, who has always been calm and added, has never been like this. Nangong Yi was careful and asked, "Uncle Ming, but what happened in the house?"

"No, it's the princess, it's the princess..." Nangong Ming's face was very nervous.

"Xue'er? Isn't she in the Prime Minister's mansion? What can happen to her?"

"The Noble Concubine Yan smelled incense in Qingliang Temple today. This news somehow made the princess know. When the princess heard that the Noble Concubine Yan only brought a few people with her, she ran to argue that it was..." Nangong Ming was out of breath and could hardly lift it in one breath.

Nangong Yi was asked nervously and urged eagerly, "What's going on? You say, Uncle Ming!"

This sound of "Uncle Ming" with kindness and trust made Nangong Ming's face feel uncomfortable. Fortunately, Nangong Yi was worried about Murong Xueyan's safety and did not see it.

Nangong Ming settled his mind and said according to the predetermined words, "The princess went to Yan Guifei to argue, and the two also started their hands in the Zen room in the temple..."

"Xue'er and Yun... and Yan Guifei do it?" Nangong Yi was shocked at first, and then thought about it, but he felt something wrong - Murong Xueyan should not be such an arrogant and impulsive person!

Nangong Ming obviously saw his suspicion and added, "The princess said that she was going to avenge the disfigurement and poisoning."

Denfigured——

The scar on the forehead has always been her heart disease. At the beginning, when she lost the fetus in her womb, she had questioned Yan Guifei harshly. If she gets justice for this, it is not impossible for her to go to Yan Guifei on impulse. After the doubts were relieved, Nangong Yi didn't think much about it and went straight to the stable and led the horse to Qingliang Temple.

What he didn't know was that when he left, Nangong Ming rushed to the Prime Minister's mansion with the fastest way to see Murong Xueyan.

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"Uncle Ming, sit down and have tea." After seeing each other for a long time, Murong Xueyan's attitude towards Nangong Ming was also much more respectful. Although she didn't like him in the past and always felt that this guy had bad intentions, now the edges and corners of her character have been polished a lot, and she also understands the so-called "love house and black". Seeing that Nangong Yi respects him so much, she can't be too disrespectful to Nangong Ming.

"No. I'm here to tell the princess something very important. Nangong Ming said, "Yesterday was the old general's taboo. The prince went to Qingliang Temple to worship. He didn't want to meet the assassin and was seriously injured..."

"Are you seriously injured? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Murong Xueyan asked. Hearing that Nangong Yi was injured, she was so nervous that her heart beat to her throat.

"The prince has been in the temple and only brought two little men to accompany him. I didn't know until I went to the temple to see it. The prince ordered me to go back to the city to invite a doctor, and said not to tell the princess about his injury, so that the princess would not to worry..."

This is his character. Even if he is injured, he would rather hide alone than let her see his vulnerability.

"Well, I'll go to Qingliang Temple." Murong Xueyan said, briefly packed up some Jinchuang medicine, gauze and other supplies, put them in a bag, took the horse out of the door of the prime minister's house.

Before going out, Murong Xueyan met her father. Murong Rui saw his daughter turn over and carried a burden behind him. He only said that his daughter was going to go far away again and said in a trembling voice, "Xueer... Where are you going?"

"Nan Gongyi was seriously injured in Qingliang Temple. I took medicine to see him--" Murong Xueyan said as she got on the horse and waved it with a whip, and the horse galloped away quickly.

Because it was too far away, she couldn't hear her father say to himself after he woke up: "Nan Gongyi was fine when he went to court in the morning. When was he seriously injured? ......”

If she slows down and hears her father's words, maybe she won't miss today's big trap. Then the subsequent injury, parting... all kinds of things may not happen.

Unfortunately, the fate is arranged like this. There is no one step earlier or one step later. What should have happened to happen.

The wind whirped in his ear, and the nearby scenery moved rapidly. Scenes passed in front of her. Murong Xueyan felt that she was about to fly immediately.

Just one step away, just one step away from the Qingliang Temple, and you will see him soon...

While she was in a hurry, Nangong Ming was slowly walking back to the royal palace from the prime minister's mansion.

"Ruxin, I have helped your daughter enough. This is the last time. For the last time..." Nangong Ming muttered to himself, saying something that no one could understand.

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Nangongyi rushed to Qingliang Temple and suddenly felt that something was wrong. In the huge Qingliang Temple, there is no monk, the empty hall, and even the accompanying guards of the imperial concubine Yan have never seen half.

"Your Highness..." The woman's voice suddenly came, which shocked Nangongyi. I fixed my eyes and saw the red silk dodging out of the Buddha statue. There was a trace of blood on the corners of her mouth, and her head was also messy. There were three scratches on her left face, which seemed to be scratched by her nails; there were five fingerprints on her right face, which seemed to have been slapped.

"Red silk, what's going on?" Nangong Yi asked in agrin.

"The princess... The princess fought with the noble concubine in the room. The maidservant and the maidservant went to persuade her to fight. Unexpectedly, the maidservant spoke lightly, and the two masters would be angry with the maidservant..."

"So where are they now?" Before Hongqi finished speaking, Nangong Yi couldn't wait to ask.

"The first Zen room on the left side of the backyard." This time, the red silk answered very simply.

Nangong Yi was anxious and ran away without looking back his head, so he didn't see the red silk wipe the blood stains on his lips with his sleeve, revealing a smile that he was determined to get.

When he rushed to the room mentioned by Hongqi, he did not see the chaotic scene in his imagination. Everything in the Zen room was neatly arranged, and there was no trace of a fight at all. And in the room, there was a wisp of strange and seemingly fragrant fragrance, which made him unable to move.

"No, this fragrance is poisonous..." When Nangong Yi noticed it, he was deeply poisoned and was completely unable to walk.

In the blur, he saw a beautifully dressed woman pushing the door in. After the person entered the room, the woman quickly closed the door.

"You...is...who..." Before losing consciousness, he still struggled to ask such a sentence.

He completely fell into a coma, so he never saw that the woman who entered the room after him smiled proudly and said, "Nan Gongyi, with you, how can you escape from the palm of my hand?"

He didn't know that the woman took off all his clothes, took them naked, put them on the bed, and then withdrew her clothes, leaving only a red belly pocket. When he finished everything, the woman lay down beside him...

When Murong Xueyan rushed to Qingliang Temple, she felt that something was wrong. In such a big temple, there is no monk, which is a strange thing; when you enter the courtyard meditation room, it is unusually quiet, and there is no human voice.

She was thinking about whether Nangong Ming had played with him. She listened to his lies and suddenly heard a fine voice.

"Hey... you move gently, you hurt me..." The voice, with a woman's delicate, gasping, reminds people of the exciting picture.

In this pure place of Buddhism, how can there be men and women who borrow money to cheat? It's so ridiculous! Murong Xueyan turned around and planned to leave regardless of his own business.

When she turned her head, she saw the red silk that Yan Guifei used to accompany her.

"Princess, since you are here, why don't you go to see my mother? She is in the first Zen room on the left. Hongqi deliberately provoked Murong Xueyan's interest. "At this time, if you go, there will be unexpected discoveries."

"What's unexpected?" Murong Xueyan, with a trace of curiosity, went to the Zen room pointed by Hongyu and pushed the door open.

The words that she couldn't imagine in front of her made her blush--

On the bed, a man and a woman are entangling each other, like two hibernating snakes, unable to distinguish each other. The sound she made made the men and women turn around together. Suddenly, the three people in the room turned into clay puppets.